Chapter 645 (1/2)
Xie Zhifeng sees Du Qiaoyun's sad face and complains that he has made a lot of money less. He looks like a little money buff and is so cute that he can't help laughing.
”What are you laughing at?” Du Qiaoyun saw that he was almost worried to death. Xie Zhifeng was still in the mood to laugh. His little mouth tooted higher. Looking at Xie Zhifeng's eyes, he also had a sense of complaint.
Beauty's light anger and thin anger is a kind of charming style, and Du Qiaoyun's anger is not heavy. This soft complaint sounds more like a coquetry to Xie Zhifeng's ears. Xie Zhifeng can't help stretching his arm, grabbing Du Qiaoyun in his arms, suddenly lowering his head and catching Du Qiaoyun's tiny mouth because of his displeasure
After all, it was daylight, and the doors and windows were not closed to prevent carbon poisoning. Xie Zhifeng was afraid that his servants might break in by mistake, and he was not too presumptuous. After a few moments, he reluctantly let Du Qiaoyun go.
Du Qiaoyun was robbed of his breath by Xie Zhifeng, and his face turned red. When he saw Xie Zhifeng leave, they also pulled out an ambiguous silver thread between their lips and teeth, and his face became more red. He couldn't help but stare at Xie Zhifeng in shame and anger.
Du Qiaoyun was a charming and natural beauty. She always had an unconscious charm between her smile and frown, but she didn't show it when she was in a good mood. Now that they had just been intimate, her eyes were moist and charming, and her eyes were like a little hook with an enchanting charm, which made people unable to move away Eyes.
The flame that Xie Zhifeng had just forced to suppress burned again, even more fiercely than just now.
Xie Zhifeng almost couldn't help pulling people over to kiss him again, but he was afraid that he would never let go this time.
A man who can really sit with a beautiful woman is either a saint or a loser!
Xie Zhifeng admitted that he was neither of the two, and he knew very well not to challenge his endurance.
He forced his eyes to turn away, and did not dare to look at the enchanting goblin.
Why does time pass so slowly?