Chapter 2958
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Feng brocade white face, floating on a layer of red.
I don't know if it's shy or angry.
Huarong is trying to figure out his mood, thinking that she should be angry
"Put your clothes on!" Feng Jin's voice sounded a little shaky all the time, and her breath was not light, "you don't think..."
"I don't want to think of anything?"
Huarong threw a wink at him and wanted to smile or not. Her long hair curled like seaweed on her white, glowing skin was like a sea monster.
There is a delicate fragrance in the air.
It's the scent of the flower.
In the narrow bathroom room, women are immersed in the fragrance of all kinds of skin care products, body milk and bath milk, just like wisps of seduction, inhaled by him into the nose, between the lungs, are the smell of floral features.
He used to think she was ugly, but now he can't even look at her.
"Shameless!" He said angrily.
"Ah? Don't you like it? " Her long white fingers curled her hair and squinted at her. The gesture she made was tantalizing.
In this situation, the scene is alive and fragrant.
Feng Jin's irresistible laryngeal knot rolled around, and his abdomen began to tense and fever.
Oh, no apology, no sex! What else can't this woman do?!
Feng Jin is half dead, but still can't control his body's reaction. His thin jeans are obviously bulging out.
Huarong's face showed a smile, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to rub it for you..."
Then he reached out his hand and put it under his gear.
Feng Jin took her hand, grinned at her, and said, "no need, I'll come by myself."
He kept in mind that she would not be proud of him recently. Even if he was suffocated by the fire, he would not let her be happy!
“……” Hua Rong's bright eyes looked at him with a smile, his voice was clear and crisp, "really? But they want it... "
She was delicate, and her voice was pretentious. She also scratched the palm of Fengjin with her fingernails.
A current general pleasure from the palm out of the heart, Feng Jin "hiss" a sound, almost to throw her hand off.
He strained his face and looked at the smiling face of the flower.
It was damned and tempting, and he was not willing to think that she was laughing so well now just to expose it!
Hard hearted, he vigorously shake off Huarong's hand, will go out from the bathroom.
He was determined to teach Huarong a lesson and refused to yield easily. Today, as she intended, she would not have the prestige of a man in the future!
There was a gentle laugh from behind. Feng Jin's scalp was numb. He turned around subconsciously and jumped into a delicate and soft body in his arms. He subconsciously put out his hand and put his arms around her. Huarong raised his head and kissed his lips.
Feng Jin took a breath, and her lips and teeth were filled with the fragrance of her face. Her delicate and smooth skin was on her palm. Wherever she met, he was fascinated and confused.
Huarong raised her head and gave him a sweet kiss. Then she put her hand around his neck and said, "OK, don't be angry. I know I'm wrong."
Huarong, a woman who is used to it, is arrogant.
A coquettish, Phoenix brocade is irresistible at all.
Eyes you see a flower for a while, Feng Jin hate hate to think, she this is not very good? She knew that he would eat this way, but she never fawn with him before, that is to anger him!
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Feng brocade white face, floating on a layer of red.
I don't know if it's shy or angry.
Huarong is trying to figure out his mood, thinking that she should be angry
"Put your clothes on!" Feng Jin's voice sounded a little shaky all the time, and her breath was not light, "you don't think..."
"I don't want to think of anything?"
Huarong threw a wink at him and wanted to smile or not. Her long hair curled like seaweed on her white, glowing skin was like a sea monster.
There is a delicate fragrance in the air.
It's the scent of the flower.
In the narrow bathroom room, women are immersed in the fragrance of all kinds of skin care products, body milk and bath milk, just like wisps of seduction, inhaled by him into the nose, between the lungs, are the smell of floral features.
He used to think she was ugly, but now he can't even look at her.
"Shameless!" He said angrily.
"Ah? Don't you like it? " Her long white fingers curled her hair and squinted at her. The gesture she made was tantalizing.
In this situation, the scene is alive and fragrant.
Feng Jin's irresistible laryngeal knot rolled around, and his abdomen began to tense and fever.
Oh, no apology, no sex! What else can't this woman do?!
Feng Jin is half dead, but still can't control his body's reaction. His thin jeans are obviously bulging out.
Huarong's face showed a smile, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to rub it for you..."
Then he reached out his hand and put it under his gear.
Feng Jin took her hand, grinned at her, and said, "no need, I'll come by myself."
He kept in mind that she would not be proud of him recently. Even if he was suffocated by the fire, he would not let her be happy!
“……” Hua Rong's bright eyes looked at him with a smile, his voice was clear and crisp, "really? But they want it... "
She was delicate, and her voice was pretentious. She also scratched the palm of Fengjin with her fingernails.
A current general pleasure from the palm out of the heart, Feng Jin "hiss" a sound, almost to throw her hand off.
He strained his face and looked at the smiling face of the flower.
It was damned and tempting, and he was not willing to think that she was laughing so well now just to expose it!
Hard hearted, he vigorously shake off Huarong's hand, will go out from the bathroom.
He was determined to teach Huarong a lesson and refused to yield easily. Today, as she intended, she would not have the prestige of a man in the future!
There was a gentle laugh from behind. Feng Jin's scalp was numb. He turned around subconsciously and jumped into a delicate and soft body in his arms. He subconsciously put out his hand and put his arms around her. Huarong raised his head and kissed his lips.
Feng Jin took a breath, and her lips and teeth were filled with the fragrance of her face. Her delicate and smooth skin was on her palm. Wherever she met, he was fascinated and confused.
Huarong raised her head and gave him a sweet kiss. Then she put her hand around his neck and said, "OK, don't be angry. I know I'm wrong."
Huarong, a woman who is used to it, is arrogant.
A coquettish, Phoenix brocade is irresistible at all.
Eyes you see a flower for a while, Feng Jin hate hate to think, she this is not very good? She knew that he would eat this way, but she never fawn with him before, that is to anger him!
Feng brocade white face, floating on a layer of red. I don't know if it's shy or angry. Huarong is trying to figure out his mood, thinking that she should be angry "Put your clothes on!" Feng Jin's voice sounded a little shaky all the time, and her breath was not light, "you don't think..." "I don't want to think of anything?" Huarong threw a wink at him and wanted to smile or not. Her long hair curled like seaweed on her white, glowing skin was like a sea monster. There is a delicate fragrance in the air. It's the scent of the flower. In the narrow bathroom room, women are immersed in the fragrance of all kinds of skin care products, body milk and bath milk, just like wisps of seduction, inhaled by him into the nose, between the lungs, are the smell of floral features. He used to think she was ugly, but now he can't even look at her. "Shameless!" He said angrily. "Ah? Don't you like it? " Her long white fingers curled her hair and squinted at her. The gesture she made was tantalizing. In this situation, the scene is alive and fragrant. Feng Jin's irresistible laryngeal knot rolled around, and his abdomen began to tense and fever. Oh, no apology, no sex! What else can't this woman do?! Feng Jin is half dead, but still can't control his body's reaction. His thin jeans are obviously bulging out. Huarong's face showed a smile, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to rub it for you..." Then he reached out his hand and put it under his gear. Feng Jin took her hand, grinned at her, and said, "no need, I'll come by myself." He kept in mind that she would not be proud of him recently. Even if he was suffocated by the fire, he would not let her be happy! Hua Rong's bright eyes looked at him with a smile, his voice was clear and crisp, "really? But they want it... " She was delicate, and her voice was pretentious. She also scratched the palm of Fengjin with her fingernails. A current general pleasure from the palm out of the heart, Feng Jin "hiss" a sound, almost to throw her hand off. He strained his face and looked at the smiling face of the flower. It was damned and tempting, and he was not willing to think that she was laughing so well now just to expose it! Hard hearted, he vigorously shake off Huarong's hand, will go out from the bathroom. He was determined to teach Huarong a lesson and refused to yield easily. Today, as she intended, she would not have the prestige of a man in the future! There was a gentle laugh from behind. Feng Jin's scalp was numb. He turned around subconsciously and jumped into a delicate and soft body in his arms. He subconsciously put out his hand and put his arms around her. Huarong raised his head and kissed his lips. Feng Jin took a breath, and her lips and teeth were filled with the fragrance of her face. Her delicate and smooth skin was on her palm. Wherever she met, he was fascinated and confused. Huarong raised her head and gave him a sweet kiss. Then she put her hand around his neck and said, "OK, don't be angry. I know I'm wrong." Huarong, a woman who is used to it, is arrogant. A coquettish, Phoenix brocade is irresistible at all. Eyes you see a flower for a while, Feng Jin hate hate to think, she this is not very good? She knew that he would eat this way, but she never fawn with him before, that is to anger him!
