Chapter 1374
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Huarong sent fenglao back, and walked alone and hummed back to the bedroom.
She turned on the air conditioner, took off her coat and planned to have a rest at noon.
"What's the matter?"
Hearing the opening of the door, Huarong didn't look back. She stood by the bed and took off her sweater, intending to change into a comfortable Pajama for a sleep.
Feng Jin came over: "Rong Rong, I didn't call my grandfather."
Huarong heard the words and chuckled: "I know."
Feng Jin stepped forward and hugged her from behind her, "you go back to Liangcheng and remarry with me."
Huarong rolled a white eye: "want to be beautiful."
She poked him at the elbow, "let go."
"Rong Rong, you smell good." He sniffed at her neck like a dog behind her.
"Chanel coco, you can buy ten bottles of your own spray if you like."
Feng Jin laughed a few times behind her: "I don't want it. I love you. "
He was so tight that his body temperature was all over his body. His warm breath sprayed on her neck, which made her feel itchy. The small piece of skin on his body was sensitive and had goose bumps.
"I'm going to bed."
"I'll sleep with you."
"You go with grandfather."
"No He hugged her again. "I'll sleep with you."
"Fengjin, don't you think you have a thick skin?"
"Do you have any?"
He still had a very innocent tone, which made him feel popular. He lowered his head behind her and gently bit the tender meat on the side of her neck. Huarong couldn't stand him, "can you stop using your hands all the time? "
" Rongrong, you are so fragrant... "
Huarong was bitten by him some legs soft, forced to turn his head to look at him, the man's eyes are bright, drooping eyes at her eyes, vaguely hidden in the bottom of her deep feelings.
[he will come up with his own love road in these decades. Later, you don't need to run after him alone, you can wait for him in situ. ]
in the future, can you just stand there and wait for him and watch him come up?
Instead of meeting another Liu Sisi and letting her wait for another three or five years?
The mood of worrying about gain and loss makes Huarong feel weak.
She didn't like the way she was.
Like an ordinary woman trapped in love, it's not cool at all.
"I don't want to see you." She got angry and said, "you go out."
Feng Jin studied her expression, then narrowed her eyes, lowered her head and held her lips.
Huarong was so angry that she bit him fiercely: "don't give me this move all the time!"
The man looked at her and showed that innocent expression again, "but You just looked like you wanted me to kiss you
Huarong's face flushed for a while, then he reacted and kicked him in anger.
Feng Jin has never been in love in his life. He only has intuition. He doesn't know when to hold hands and when to kiss, but he has instinct. Although his poor instinct, he always seems to have more heart than strength to deal with flowers.
"I'm going to bed." She puffed up her face.
"I'll be with you."
Huarong opened the quilt and watched the man go to bed faster than she did. She sat on the edge of the bed carefully and was caught by the man and pressed under her body.
"Phoenix...!" Before the words were fully spoken, they were engulfed by the warm kisses of the other party.
The temperature in the quilt gradually increased, and the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned
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Huarong sent fenglao back, and walked alone and hummed back to the bedroom.
She turned on the air conditioner, took off her coat and planned to have a rest at noon.
"What's the matter?"
Hearing the opening of the door, Huarong didn't look back. She stood by the bed and took off her sweater, intending to change into a comfortable Pajama for a sleep.
Feng Jin came over: "Rong Rong, I didn't call my grandfather."
Huarong heard the words and chuckled: "I know."
Feng Jin stepped forward and hugged her from behind her, "you go back to Liangcheng and remarry with me."
Huarong rolled a white eye: "want to be beautiful."
She poked him at the elbow, "let go."
"Rong Rong, you smell good." He sniffed at her neck like a dog behind her.
"Chanel coco, you can buy ten bottles of your own spray if you like."
Feng Jin laughed a few times behind her: "I don't want it. I love you. "
He was so tight that his body temperature was all over his body. His warm breath sprayed on her neck, which made her feel itchy. The small piece of skin on his body was sensitive and had goose bumps.
"I'm going to bed."
"I'll sleep with you."
"You go with grandfather."
"No He hugged her again. "I'll sleep with you."
"Fengjin, don't you think you have a thick skin?"
"Do you have any?"
He still had a very innocent tone, which made him feel popular. He lowered his head behind her and gently bit the tender meat on the side of her neck. Huarong couldn't stand him, "can you stop using your hands all the time? "
" Rongrong, you are so fragrant... "
Huarong was bitten by him some legs soft, forced to turn his head to look at him, the man's eyes are bright, drooping eyes at her eyes, vaguely hidden in the bottom of her deep feelings.
[he will come up with his own love road in these decades. Later, you don't need to run after him alone, you can wait for him in situ. ]
in the future, can you just stand there and wait for him and watch him come up?
Instead of meeting another Liu Sisi and letting her wait for another three or five years?
The mood of worrying about gain and loss makes Huarong feel weak.
She didn't like the way she was.
Like an ordinary woman trapped in love, it's not cool at all.
"I don't want to see you." She got angry and said, "you go out."
Feng Jin studied her expression, then narrowed her eyes, lowered her head and held her lips.
Huarong was so angry that she bit him fiercely: "don't give me this move all the time!"
The man looked at her and showed that innocent expression again, "but You just looked like you wanted me to kiss you
Huarong's face flushed for a while, then he reacted and kicked him in anger.
Feng Jin has never been in love in his life. He only has intuition. He doesn't know when to hold hands and when to kiss, but he has instinct. Although his poor instinct, he always seems to have more heart than strength to deal with flowers.
"I'm going to bed." She puffed up her face.
"I'll be with you."
Huarong opened the quilt and watched the man go to bed faster than she did. She sat on the edge of the bed carefully and was caught by the man and pressed under her body.
"Phoenix...!" Before the words were fully spoken, they were engulfed by the warm kisses of the other party.
The temperature in the quilt gradually increased, and the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned
*Huarong sent fenglao back, and walked alone and hummed back to the bedroom. She turned on the air conditioner, took off her coat and planned to have a rest at noon. "What's the matter?" Hearing the opening of the door, Huarong didn't look back. She stood by the bed and took off her sweater, intending to change into a comfortable Pajama for a sleep. Feng Jin came over: "Rong Rong, I didn't call my grandfather." Huarong heard the words and chuckled: "I know." Feng Jin stepped forward and hugged her from behind her, "you go back to Liangcheng and remarry with me." Huarong rolled a white eye: "want to be beautiful." She poked him at the elbow, "let go." "Rong Rong, you smell good." He sniffed at her neck like a dog behind her. "Chanel coco, you can buy ten bottles of your own spray if you like." Feng Jin laughed a few times behind her: "I don't want it. I love you. " He was so tight that his body temperature was all over his body. His warm breath sprayed on her neck, which made her feel itchy. The small piece of skin on his body was sensitive and had goose bumps. "I'm going to bed." "I'll sleep with you." "You go with grandfather." "No He hugged her again. "I'll sleep with you." "Fengjin, don't you think you have a thick skin?" "Do you have any?" He still had a very innocent tone, which made him feel popular. He lowered his head behind her and gently bit the tender meat on the side of her neck. Huarong couldn't stand him, "can you stop using your hands all the time? "" Rongrong, you are so fragrant... " Huarong was bitten by him some legs soft, forced to turn his head to look at him, the man's eyes are bright, drooping eyes at her eyes, vaguely hidden in the bottom of her deep feelings. he will come up with his own love road in these decades. Later, you don't need to run after him alone, you can wait for him in situ. in the future, can you just stand there and wait for him and watch him come up? Instead of meeting another Liu Sisi and letting her wait for another three or five years? The mood of worrying about gain and loss makes Huarong feel weak. She didn't like the way she was. Like an ordinary woman trapped in love, it's not cool at all. "I don't want to see you." She got angry and said, "you go out." Feng Jin studied her expression, then narrowed her eyes, lowered her head and held her lips. Huarong was so angry that she bit him fiercely: "don't give me this move all the time!" The man looked at her and showed that innocent expression again, "but You just looked like you wanted me to kiss you Huarong's face flushed for a while, then he reacted and kicked him in anger. Feng Jin has never been in love in his life. He only has intuition. He doesn't know when to hold hands and when to kiss, but he has instinct. Although his poor instinct, he always seems to have more heart than strength to deal with flowers. "I'm going to bed." She puffed up her face. "I'll be with you." Huarong opened the quilt and watched the man go to bed faster than she did. She sat on the edge of the bed carefully and was caught by the man and pressed under her body. "Phoenix...!" Before the words were fully spoken, they were engulfed by the warm kisses of the other party. The temperature in the quilt gradually increased, and the buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned
