(Cat flutter Chinese) ( ) Chapter 45: The Evil Game of Cave Hunting

The corners of Huo Qingcang's mouth pulled out an evil smile, Lan Yifeng secretly screamed badly, he definitely couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth!

She reached out to cover her daughter's ear, but unfortunately it was too late.

"I'm playing a game of treasure hunting with your mother."

Digging for treasure? Did he get into his brain and come up with such a disgusting word. Lan Yifeng glared at Huo Qingcang fiercely, you'd better shut up for me quickly.

But the child is at the age of intellectual curiosity, and if he doesn't understand, he asks, "What kind of game is this?" How do you play? Is it fun? ”

"It's a lot of fun." Huo Qingcang, who has always been cold-faced, smiled with a rare smile: "However, this game can only be played by adults." If Jin'er wants to play, grow up quickly. ”

The tone in which he and Jin'er spoke was obviously gentle and low, and this side was really hard to see.

Lan Yifeng was silent, a thick sadness lingered in his heart, perhaps, if he has a child, he will also be a good father.

But not a good father to her baby.

In order to prevent him from saying more inappropriate words, she opened her mouth and was about to drive him away, but he stepped forward, and a slightly ambiguous voice sounded in her ear: "Woman, can you give me back the clothes?" ”

Lan Yifeng was startled, and when he looked down, he was really wearing his shirt.

Women wear men's shirts, which always has a unique style, not to mention that there is nothing under this shirt, and the two tops that are still the round are hard to push the shirt out of two dots.

Her face turned crimson, and she quickly picked up her hospital gown, dizzy, where is this hospital gown, it's just a rag, and she can't cover anything when she wears it.

Lan glared at the initiator with a huff: "Where's my clothes?" ”

"I don't know."

Huo Qingcang took it for granted, and he was really underbeaten. But how dare she provoke him again, she held back her anger and lowered her tone: "You can help me find a set of clothes." ”

"You're letting me out like this?" He shrugged: "Everyone will guess what we just did, I don't care. ”

Damn it! Damn it!

Lan Yifeng reluctantly put Jin'er on the bed, let her sit down obediently, and turned his back to Huo Qingcang, unbuttoned it three or two times, took off his clothes and threw it to him.

"Hurry up and leave, don't forget to help me." She said very vaguely, afraid that she would say it too bluntly, and Jin'er thought about what was going on. Today's kids are too smart.

"Woman, no one has ever dared to order me!" Huo Qingcang put on his shirt and buttoned it, his eyes lingered on the snow-white back, and he saw that his blood was gushing, and his lower abdomen hurt again.

Lan Yifeng keenly felt that there were two fiery eyes scanning him, and he pulled the quilt over in a panic, no longer giving the pervert any chance to peep.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind her, and his hot, firm chest pressed against her back, and he bit her ear lightly, causing her to tremble.

"Don't worry, wait for me." An ambiguous pun, in exchange for her light trembling, his almost inaudible laughter, with satisfaction.

Satisfied! Is it so fun to torture her! Cat flutter Chinese