Chapter 687

At this time, Ji Qianyu was in a hurry with her clothes. She was obviously trying to wrap two laps of the two ties, but the ties were not long enough, so as she walked around, the clothes were still loose from time to time, all of which depended on her pulling.

Deeply delighted, I couldn't help myself.

One step away, he reached out and pulled her to his side. He raised his hand and helped her to pick out the hair covering her face: "ha ha"

what a lovely girl!

Seeing that she had put on the bathrobe as a sheet and twisted it into a ball, the whole person was wrapped like zongzi, holding a bag with a small hand, his cheeks were red, and his forehead seemed to exude a thin sweat of struggle. After a while, he unconsciously pulled it to the waist of her fold:

"this is not the way to wear clothes!"

As soon as he touched him, Ji Qian took a small step back subconsciously, and pulled his clothes inside, hoping to submerge himself.

Seeing the way she pinched and pulled, Feng Yiting thought that she didn't wear clothes inside, so he was so upset. He didn't force her to lift his hand and pour her a glass of wine:

"isn't it hot?"

The temperature in the room is already high. She still wears such a thick bathrobe and covers it so tightly?

He looks up and shakes quickly. Ji Qianyu falls down again unconsciously. His heart is thumping and jumping. He stares at the lovely plush slippers on his feet. His toes are all shrinking.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time that she has no sense of security to share a room with a man! Especially when she saw the festive color of this room, her body was empty, and she was confused about the future. She was embarrassed and scared even more!

Across the distance, you can smell her tight at the critical moment. Besides, at this moment, she wrote the fear that he would strengthen her face.

Gently shaking the glass in his hand, Feng Yizheng seems to be playing with his mobile phone, but he has turned on the air conditioning program at home, and the temperature has also been raised.

"Yur, it seems that we haven't had a drink yet? Hand in the cup and merge it into one. Come and have a drink with me! "

Push the glass, seal the voice of a thundering calm and soft.

It seems that with a magic power, Ji Qianyu raised his eyes and looked at him. Ji Qianyu pursed his lips. She went over and took up the wine to see that he didn't move. Her long eyelashes blinked and she looked at him twice.

He reached for a sign, Ji Qianyu also dragged his fat sleeve around the past, and the two drank a little wine.

At the time of closing, Feng Yizheng's line of sight inadvertently turned around and swept a little strange red light at her neck: she was wearing pajamas? How can it be that -

deep and quiet eyes, Feng Yizheng looks at the opposite high chair, turns around, Ji Qianyu leaned on it skillfully, but did not sit down, because the bathrobe on her is really fat and wordy, which seriously affected her flexibility.

See her holding an empty glass, hands still beat in front of her body, seal a dozen to pick up the bottle, and help her add a little red wine: "afraid of me?"

Without the protection of clothes, she would be so upset?

I don't know whether to nod or shake my head. Ji Qianyu bites the edge of the cup and stops: afraid of him? Or afraid of that? She can't say clearly, but her heart really seems to be put on the pop-up candy. It's totally unstable!

Raise your hand, seal the hair in front of her forehead: "I won't hurt you!"

Jiqianyu felt that his forehead would be dripping with sweat. He raised his hand and wiped it off: "seal up, are you moving something in the wine?"

Why is it so hot all of a sudden?

Small hand fan twice, Ji Qianyu's bright eyes glare at him angrily, the fire earth doesn't want: this bastard, is not to cheat her, what bad idea? Still pretend to be a gentleman!

She just believed him? What drink? Is she saying it again!

Feeling the same feeling of sweating all over the body, lifting his hand, Ji Qianyu poked at his heart: "speak! You liar! Cheater! "

All the shyness and fear were replaced by anger. She smashed her fist and said, "you just said you wouldn't hurt me, and you broke your promise? It's so hot. What did you eat for me? "

Sure enough, if a man can believe it, the sow will go up the tree! He and Wen Wuxin are like birds of the same feather!

Hold her wrist, seal a thunder a hand to clasp her waist, hold her pink cheek, smile: "cover like a bear, can not hot?"

Her face turned red and jiqianyu suddenly stopped when he thought of something. Was it because she drank a little wine and wore too much?

I feel it very hard. It seems that there is nothing different except heat!

Suddenly, her face was redder, but hotter. She struggled to get up, but Feng Yizheng increased the strength of her hand. The loose bathrobe slipped off her shoulder. In an instant, the enchanting red and white body, like a lotus, broke into the bottom of Feng Yizheng's eyes and set off a small fire:

she was so beautiful!

Surrounded by white bathrobes and thick long hair, she is even more delicate and charming, with a delicate beauty, charming and moving!

She was itchy and obsessed for a long time. She had not opened meat for a long time. The sexy Adam's apple was sliding up and down eagerly. The strength of her hand was like a steel chain. It was tightly bound to her. Against her bright red lip, the breath was like a fire:

"yu'er ～"

he wanted him, crazy!

Holding her small face, Feng Yizheng gave her a deep kiss of extreme love, dissatisfied with her slight conflict, and Feng Yizheng clasped her jaw. Her eyes were serious:

"what did you forget to promise me? I want your will! "

"But I -"

a heart clenched, as if to explode in general, jiqianyu's eyes are extremely flustered.

Thick fingers gently scraped in her face, sealed a thunder again gave her a long thin kiss: "we are husband and wife!"

Gradually, Ji Qianyu's tense body finally took off his arms and defenses, and his feeble little hands instinctively climbed to his neck.

Pick her up and Feng Yizheng goes to bed.

The resolute body clings to the delicate curve. Everything is beautiful and picturesque. As soon as the heavy and dark force just falls down, in front of the bed, it looks like a flash of light passing by. Jiqianyu suddenly seems to be stabbed by something, and suddenly rebounds restlessly. His eyes are still closed:

"no, don't! Let me go ～ no -- "

in an instant, it's like a basin of cold water pouring down. Feng Yizheng's interest is swept away, and she is about to get up angrily. She is shaking by pulling the bedspread, and her eyebrows are twisted into a ball. She is mumbling, and her words are vague. When I think about it, I bend over, and Feng Yizheng slowly hugs her, taps her, and kisses her forehead gently :

"be good, don't be afraid! I won't hurt you again! It's all right, don't be afraid ～ "