Feng Hao thought about it for a while, and said very darkly: "What is the last one, I didn't hear clearly." ”

"I ask you if you're satisfied?"

"Not this one!"

After thinking about it, she repeated without any scheming: "I am willing to do whatever you want!"

He smiled with satisfaction, held up her chin, looked at a different kind of evil charm, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't lie to me, I'm an honest man!"

Xia Yucheng blinked a pair of clear and translucent eyes, she didn't understand very well, but when she reacted, her body had already been hugged by the man.

"Wait for you in a few days......," he said, and walked out of the study with her in his arms, and went straight upstairs.

Entering the room, Xia Yucheng was pressed on the bed by a man who claimed to be an honest person, kissed and touched, which annoyed her for a while.

"No!" she refused.

Feng Hao hugged her tightly, and clearly felt the body in his arms trembling.

In fact, at first, he just wanted to touch it, but this touch was out of control, and her sweetness and beauty were like Gu poison, which confused him lightly.

His upper body trapped her tightly, sucking, nibbling and devouring her lips.

She didn't want to resist, but he kissed harder, and she felt the air in her lungs almost squeezed clean, and she was about to suffocate.

She whined in his mouth in protest, and her little hands grabbed his hair, but she couldn't pull it away.

He bit her soft lips fiercely, and her annoyed struggle, but she couldn't get any results, but made herself breathless, and her heart swelled with an inexplicable heat.

Soon, she was paralyzed in his arms, her hands wrapped around his neck like a spirit snake, subconsciously responding to him fiercely, her little face flushed.

His large hands got into her clothes, and he couldn't put down the silky touch of his delicate skin.

Is this man an honest man? Will he be an honest man?

The woman who was put on a side, thinking about it in hindsight, suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Fenghao, if you don't let me go again, I'll turn my face!"

At this time, don't be too intimate, because too intimate actions are torture for each other.

Hearing her words, he realized something and let go of her abruptly. He really wanted her, and his body was tense and painful.

But now, it's really not the time!

"You say what I want, you're willing!" Feng Hao rolled over and lay down beside her.

"That's not now!" Xia Yucheng smiled shyly, turned sideways, lay in his arms, and hugged his waist, "Stay with me at home this afternoon, okay? I'll make you something to eat in the evening!"

It's been a long time since she's cooked for him, but today is just right.

Feng Hao chuckled under his breath and stroked her long silky hair: "Like me to accompany you?"

"Hmm!"

Feng Hao lowered his head to her ear and said ambiguously, "You don't have to cook food for me, you like, I'll be at home with you in the afternoon." It's just, when you're well, just serve me well at night and listen to me, huh?"

His voice is low and hoarse, revealing the unique charm of love-affairs, with charm-charm, which is very good.

Xia Yucheng's face was hot, and he was shy in his arms and didn't dare to move.

Feng Hao also seemed to enjoy the intimacy at the moment, holding her and gently caressing the smooth skin on her back with her big palm.

Slowly, the big hand touched her lower abdomen downward, Xia Yucheng reflexively trembled in his arms, and he quickly asked, "Does it still hurt?"