Feng Hao smiled and hugged her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and then sniffed deeply in her neck: "Why are you like this, and your body is still so fragrant?"

"What's wrong?" she asked coquettishly.

"What did you say?"

He chuckled lowly, the tip of his nose gently lingered around her snow-white neck, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a deep breath in intoxication, feeling that the elegant fragrance different from perfume slid through his nose and slowly settled in his chest.

She tilted her head to look at him, her lips running across his chin.

The strange emotion made Feng Hao's whole body tense, and he raised his head slightly to stare at her red little mouth, and suddenly, he lowered his head, bit her lip fiercely, and probed into her mouth strongly, stirring and sucking.

Xia Yucheng was still holding a tomato in his hand, and he could only put one hand against his chest, and he couldn't push him away for half a point. His dominance and domineering made her rebellion come to naught.

He grabbed the back of her head with a free hand, not allowing her to struggle. He kissed her for a long time, then took her lips in his mouth and sucked them repeatedly, and even bit gently with his teeth, leaving several tooth marks.

It's been a long time since I've wanted her, and the longing in his body is getting stronger and stronger, and his big hands rub her body. Remembering that there was nothing under her clothes, his breathing grew quicker and shorter.

The temperature in the cabin was getting hotter, and both of them were a little out of control.

But the foul air in the cabin still made Feng Hao's reason a thread, he reluctantly raised his head, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the white ear, slid to the small and full earlobe, and gently gnawed it with the tip of his teeth.

"Xia Yucheng, be reserved, I don't want you in this kind of place!" he straightened up, his lazy and gorgeous voice radiating from his thin lips.

Xia Yucheng lowered her head, her cheeks were crimson, and she looked a little redder than the tomatoes in her hand.

She bit her lip silently and didn't speak. Who is not reserved? Obviously, he is himself......

"Ignore you, I'm going to eat this!" she held up the tomato in her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "One and a half!"

Feng Hao grabbed her hand and said pityingly, "I won't eat it!"

Xia Yucheng got up and walked to the trash can, peeled the tomatoes, then took them and squatted in front of Feng Hao, and took a bite gently.

Suddenly, the sweet and sour taste overflowed between her lips and teeth, and her throat felt a lot more comfortable.

"Eat some, or I won't be able to eat it!" she fed the tomatoes to his mouth.

"I don't like this!"

"It must!" she glared at him.

Feng Hao had no choice but to lower his head and take a bite.

"Very good, sweet and sour, thank you, you must have had a hard time finding this. Xia Yucheng smiled, just like that, you take a bite, I ate a tomato in one bite.

Seeing that she finished eating, her hands were full of tomato juice, Feng Hao got up and took off the shirt she was drying and wiped her face and hands like a towel.

The shirt material is very good, delicate and soft, and the wind is rubbing it for her little by little, and the gentle and careful look is like taking care of a child.

"Aren't your clothes dirtier now? aren't you wearing them?"

"The buttons are all off, and the back is torn, how do you wear it? I just washed it and used it as a towel. Feng Hao wiped her clean, used it to wipe her face again, and then put it on the rope.

"Someone seems to be outside?" Suddenly, Xia Yucheng looked at the closed cabin door and said.