Chapter 543

The cold wind of the night sneaks into the room from the half open window, and makes a thin whimper. It is originally some gloomy sound, but it becomes incomparable after mixing the water sound of the two people's lips and teeth in the room.

At the end of the kiss, seeing Zhao Fulin's face finally recovered, Mu Tingfeng's face was slightly better.

Zhao Fulin took a panoramic view of his every move, chuckled and asked with a look of schadenfreude: "angry?"

Mu Tingfeng didn't answer, but the tight corners of his mouth told him well, which explained his mood at the moment.

Zhao Fulin felt helpless: "it was just a child, and she didn't know anything. Besides, your parents... Well, well, it's our parents. My parents and grandfather, they also care about you. "

"Care if our life in bed is harmonious?"

Zhao Fulin choked, her face suddenly turned red and glared at Mu Tingfeng.

Zhao Fulin this appearance actually pleased Mu Tingfeng, made his face more relaxed.

For a long time, Mu Tingfeng just spit out a sentence: "I don't like others to disturb us."

He doesn't like someone to disturb their world, especially at this time, even if that person is his own son, his parents and... Grandfather.

Zhao Fulin was stunned and looked up at Mu Tingfeng's eyes. The corners of his lips were slightly raised. He hooked Mu Tingfeng's neck and took the initiative to come forward. He quickly dropped a kiss on his lips and said with a smile: "next, no one will disturb us. We have plenty of time."

Mu Tingfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes suddenly became a little dangerous. He leaned down cleanly to hold Zhao Fulin's leg, picked him up, and ran straight to the big bed in the house.

The heat wave rising in the house is even more turbulent than before. One by one, the clothes belonging to each other fall to the ground, and they are scattered and mixed together, just like the two people intertwined on the snow-white bed.

The skin color is white and red, mixed with the faint skin color and the perfect body shape. They are closely intertwined. Under the single reflection of snow-white, they are full of sensory color.

Immediately, a blushing groan from the half open window slipped out of the house, so that the full moon hanging in the night sky could not help but shyly hide behind the clouds, not good to listen to, not good to see.

Autumn evening wind timely blowing into the house, take up the window of white yarn, carefully cover a room of spring.

As Zhao Fulin said, next, no one will disturb them without eyes. The night... Is still very long!

One night too crazy joy, the result is Zhao Yulin the next morning inevitable... Get up late.

When Zhao Fulin woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock in the morning. The too bright sunlight came into the house from the window, hit on the wide bed, and woke the sleeping people.

Zhao Fulin groaned low. She wanted to open her eyes, but because she couldn't adapt to the harsh light for a moment, she wanted to reach out for shelter.

At the moment when she raised her hand, the uncomfortable feeling suddenly passed from her limbs to all parts of her body, which also made Zhao Fulin suddenly wake up.

Zhao Fulin widened her eyes, staring at the familiar and strange roof, and spent about half a minute to determine where she was and what happened last night.

After thinking about these things clearly, Zhao Fulin seems to be aware of something. Suddenly, she turns her head and unexpectedly sees an enlarged familiar handsome face less than 20 cm away from her.

Mu Tingfeng in deep sleep is not as unsmiling as usual. His rigid facial lines are much softer in the sun.

This is a very pleasant scene, and the only person who can see this picture is Zhao Fulin.

Unfortunately, Zhao Fulin is not in the mood to enjoy this beautiful sleeping picture at the moment. The moment she sees Mu Tingfeng, what appears in Zhao Fulin's mind is not a picture of you, Nong, Nong, Xiangyan and shy. Instead, she was tossed about by this beast in the middle of the night last night. When she was so sleepy, she finally couldn't help asking him for mercy and letting him let go.

But this person does not care at all, the insolent pressure she continues to toss, to the dawn of the day to be satisfied with holding her to sleep with the scene.

At that time, she was so sleepy that she didn't have the energy to care with him at all. But now that she has recovered, Mu Tingfeng is doomed to a tragedy.

Zhao Fulin stares at Mu Tingfeng's side face, eyes a Lin, does not hesitate to raise a kick!

Bang a loud sound, no sign of resounding through the entire Mu villa, also scared downstairs with Lele play several adults.

When Su Ruixin heard the news, she thought something was wrong. She got up and prepared to rush upstairs, but she was stopped by the dutiful old housekeeper.

"Don't worry, madam. It's the young master and the young lady... Cough..." the expression on the old housekeeper's face is a little subtle. "They are flirting. Madam, you'd better not disturb them."

"Flirting?" Su Ruixin looked at the old housekeeper in shock, but she couldn't figure out what kind of flirting would do.

The old housekeeper straightened his waist and said seriously, "cough, the way that the young lady and the young master flirt with each other is always different. The young lady will get used to it later."

Su Ruixin was suspicious, but she didn't want to run upstairs.

Mu Tingfeng finally said goodbye to the monk's life and enjoyed the night. He was able to hold his sweetheart to sleep. He felt that he was never satisfied and even had a dream.

But this dream has not been finished yet, and it was smashed by the flying foot.

Mu Tingfeng got up from under the bed with a black face. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Fulin standing beside the bed, holding her chest in both hands, staring at herself from a high position. Then, with a cold hum, he took the lead in walking towards the independent bathroom in the house.

Mu Tingfeng's face was a little ugly, but after seeing Zhao Fulin's dress, the fire in his heart soon went out.

Because she had just got up, she was only wearing a thin silk nightgown. Her exquisite curves were indistinct, but she could still see the traces left by her own work.

It's not the first time for Zhao's body, but it's the first time for Zhao's spirit.

In addition, the body's memory of this kind of thing only stayed five years ago. For a long time, Mu Tingfeng once again made people feel a little fierce. Zhao Fulin is not very agile now!