Royal View Garden

Yue Feiyang barely ate a few bites of noodles before putting down the bowl.

Su Yi'an paid attention to his expression, and saw that he had no appetite, and she couldn't eat it.

"Uncle, why don't you have some supper with me in the evening?"

In this way, her uncle can also eat something.

"An An, don't worry about me, I'm fine." Seeing that Su Yi'an didn't eat a few bites, he was a little worried, "Eat some more, you haven't eaten enough." ”

"Uncle, I'm done."

Su Yi'an came to Yue Feiyang's side, "Are you worried about Fei'er?" ”

"Well," Yue Feiyang didn't intend to hide it from her, "She has always been a little princess, we all spoil her, give whatever you want, you see, now it's twenty-five, and she is still idle all day long, and now she dares to do this kind of murderous thing." It's a real headache. ”

Su Yi'an put his little hand into his palm, thought about it, and then said.

"Fei'er is just spoiled, maybe your love should be expressed in a different way. Her tree has grown crooked, and as long as we correct her, she will still be healthy and green. Uncle, I believe in her, Fei'er's nature is not bad. ”

Her uncles are so good and so good. Then, the sister who is connected to him by blood will definitely not be far behind.

"Hmmm! You're right! We pampered her too much! This time, you must make up your mind to cure her illness well, otherwise she will definitely get into a big disaster! ”

Yue Feiyang held her hand instead, hooked it, and hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, only by holding it so tightly did he feel steady.

"Sister Qiao Yan is just a skin injury, and with Professor Kang and her mother-in-law taking care of her, she will definitely get better soon. Fei'er, you actually have a way to deal with it, and you don't need to worry too much. We work together, our small family will get better and better, and our people will get better and better. ”

Yue Feiyang looked at this little face levelly, she was not the most beautiful, but she was the best and the most suitable for him.

The fingertips gently caressed her cheeks, distressed, pity and pampering, revealing little by little, occupying Yue Feiyang's entire eyes.

There was only one Su Yi'an in his eyes.

"An An ......" he called her name, and when she answered him, he possessed and blocked her delicate lips, he kissed her lips and teeth deeply and shallowly, domineering and gentle entanglement of her sandalwood tongue, sucking her sweet fragrance.

She's the poppy who makes him obsessed, addicted, hard-boiled, can't quit, just wants more.

Su Yi'an felt that all the strength in his body seemed to have been sucked away by him, and he could only bear it softly.

"Great, uncle...... Didn't wash ...... Bowl...... Not...... Hmmm......"

At this time, she was still concerned about the bowl. Yue Feiyang's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, and he kissed her even harder, and the base of her tongue began to go numb when she sucked.

"What a fascinating little guy!"

The big hand pushed away the bowl on the table, got up and put Su Yi'an directly on the table, holding her leg and hanging it on his lean waist.

"Big ^ Uncle~" Su Yi'an's eyes were misty, but he also realized what he wanted to do, and shouted softly, "Yang~"

"Leave it to me~You'll be happy~"

"Hmm~Hmm~~Don't look there~No~Don't kiss~"

"Huh~Wife~You're so beautiful~"

"Ah~Huh~Yang~Light~Light~~"

"Phew~Whew~ Wife, I'm going crazy~"

The ambiguity is flowing, and the room is full of spring......

Night, is thick......