Chapter 1787 (1/2)

Blue heart took a paper towel and wiped it off Feng Sinan's trousers.

But a faint voice quickly sounded overhead, ”I asked you to wipe it?”

Blue heart stagnated and quickly looked up. She ran into Feng Sinan's deep narrow eyes. His deep pupils were dark and thick, as if they could suck people's souls down. It was cold and dangerous.

Blue heart's small face turned white, ”Feng... General manager Feng, I'm sorry.”

If Feng Sinan seemed to have no, he hooked his thin lips, ”are you sorry for spilling red wine on my pants deliberately, or wiping it on me with a paper towel?”

”I...”

At this time, the little princess Sara opposite said, ”brother Sinan, forget it. Go and change your pants.”

Feng Sinan looked at Lan Xin faintly, and then got up.

……

Feng Sinan changed a new pair of trousers. He remained silent for a long time in the past half month, and his whole body was very Yin.

It's obvious that what happened to Lanxin just now covered his handsome eyelids with a layer of frost. He read countless women. How many women jumped on him and tried their best to hook - lead him. Lanxin's caution is not enough for him.

Feng Sinan took a cigarette out of his trouser pocket and lit it on his thin lips. He copied it into his trouser pocket with one hand. He was smoking with a cigarette in one hand.

At this time, the door of the women's bathroom in front opened and a soft boneless figure came out.

Feng Sinan stopped slowly.

Su Xiaoying came out. She just patted her little face with cold water. Now several strands of hair are wrapped around her pink and greasy cheeks. Xiuqiong's small nose, cat like bright eyes, cherry mouth, a small face is a rose petal stained with water mist, which is pretty and charming.

Su Xiaoying soon saw Feng Sinan, and her steps stopped.

The two men stood in the corridor, their eyes facing each other.

Feng Sinan took a puff of smoke. When he spit out the smoke, he took the lead in breaking the silence. ”Nini is going to kindergarten. Have you found a good kindergarten?”

Su Xiaoying nodded, ”well, I've found it. I'll go to the Royal kindergarten with Chengye's little brother.”

Feng Sinan looked at her behind the smoke. Today, she was wearing a retro red sweater, black leggings below, and a pure black hair scattered. The girl's dress became more and more beautiful, fresh and pleasant.

Su Xiaoying raised her eyes and saw his hot eyes, staring at her without concealment.

He was still smoking. When he smoked, the heroic sword eyebrows frowned with a tight word ”Chuan”, looking at her narrow eyes, bright and dark, and evil spirit overflowed.

Su Xiaoying had been with him. Of course, she knew that he was full of lustful eyes. She immediately screwed up Xiumei.

That little princess Sara is more fresh than her. She has been played by him. Why does he still stare at her like this?

He came here for dinner with little princess Sara and had such eyes on her. Did he want little princess Sara and her?

Su Xiaoying felt sick just thinking about it. She turned and ran away.

But after running for two steps, Feng Sinan strode after her, stretched out his healthy arm to hoop her soft waist and pressed her against the wall, ”what are you hiding? I'm sure I'll eat this set?”

Su Xiaoying smelled the smell of other women on him again. This time, it was probably Princess Sara's.

”You let go of me! I don't understand what you're talking about!”

Su Xiaoying put two soft white hands on his strong chest and wanted to push him away.

Feng Sinan held the cigarette on his thin lip, took her bright wrist with several slender fingers, and pressed her two small hands on the wall. ”The more you hide, the more I like it. I'm not interested in delivering it to the door.”

As he spoke, Feng Sinan tightly attached his tall and strong body to her girl's body. When he spoke, the scarlet flame in his thin lips kept falling. The bad and evil mature masculinity was overwhelming, ”you know how many women miss three or two meat in my pants, you don't want it.”

Su Xiaoying's soft little face was red and white. She felt sick at the thought that he had just danced on the dance floor with little princess Sara in his arms, and now he came to touch her again.

---Oh.

Su Xiaoying will spit when she frowns.

Feng Sinan loosened his hand, ”what's the matter with you?”