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I longed for your size, who longed for it!
The snow fell so frightened that even the atmosphere didn't dare to mess up. Worried that he was not careful, the man did it for himself in the car.
He is full of beastliness, it's just a matter of tearing his pants, and he still has a little life in his belly that is only eight weeks old, he can't afford to play with him, and he can't let him do whatever he wants.
"Feng, Feng Xinglang, what do you want to do? You...... Don't mess around. I have already explained what I should have explained, and I have already admitted my mistake to you. ”
Although he was very unconvinced, Xue Luo lowered his tone a lot in words: I have retreated like this, what do you want to do with Feng Xinglang!
"But I'm so hot...... It's not extinguished yet! ”
Feng Xinglang said in a leisurely voice, deliberately brushing the breath in his mouth on Xueluo's cheeks, so that the distance between them shrank shorter because of his breath. In the small space, there is a different kind of love.
Xueluo felt as if the air around her had been breathed by the man, leaving only his breath behind. She had to breathe in his breath with her lungs, and her whole being was wrapped in his men's hormones.
Such an atmosphere really makes Xueluo panic. The man's fire hasn't been extinguished yet? What kind of fire is this?
If Lin Xueluo had changed a few months ago, what she thought of would definitely be simple man's anger; But after getting along with this shameless man for a long time, I have been exposed to his glamorous words and deeds, and Xueluo will inevitably associate it with some affectionate aspects!
"Feng Xinglang, why don't I get out of the car and buy you an ice cream to reduce the fire?"
Xueluo discussed with Feng Xinglang in a low voice. Buying ice cream is just an excuse, and the ultimate goal of Xueluo is, of course, to escape from Feng Xinglang's clutches. She couldn't afford his fire.
"Ice cream or something, how can you get my Feng Xinglang's fire? Lin Xueluo, I think you are the best tool to reduce fire! ”
After saying that, Feng Xinglang has always been so resolute. Before Xueluo could react, Feng Xinglang deceived him and once again tied Xueluo in his arms.
This time, he didn't kiss her, kiss her, or gnaw on her; But...... Instead, he used one of his extremely strong legs to fix Xueluo's two slender legs, and no matter how much Xueluo struggled, he couldn't move a bit.
"Feng Xinglang, what do you want to do? Let me go! "The snow fell like a cicada. She has learned the anger of men.
The doctor said that in the first three months, you must pay attention to your body not to exert brute force, nor to let external forces hurt you, and you must always be careful to take care of it.
Of course, there is also the warning that makes Xueluo blush and heartbeat: that is, you can't do too intimate things with the child's father.
Xueluo was already an expectant mother, and of course she knew what the doctor meant by something too intimate.
Only she, Lin Xueluo, knows what's the use, the key is that the man who is as strong as a cow is suppressing himself, he doesn't know!
"What I'm going to do, you'll know in a moment."
Feng Xinglang's hand had already reached into the hem of the snow-falling knitted sweater, and instead of going up, it went straight down.
Because he was afraid of strangling his stomach, Xueluo didn't wear the tight jeans these days, but changed to a pair of loose casual sweatpants. In this way, it will be more convenient for Feng Xinglang's Mao Mao hand to do evil.
The big hands with distinct bones simply didn't go all the way into the snowy loose sweatpants. Xueluo's judgment was a small mistake, she thought that Feng Xinglang's hand would go up, but she didn't want to go straight down.
Just when Xue Luo withdrew from above and opened his hands to protect the casual sweatpants, Feng Xinglang's big hands had already invaded.
Not only casual clothes, but also Xiao Nei inside, Feng Xinglang's big hand suddenly covered the soft things that fell from the snow.
"Ah...... Feng Xinglang, you bastard, what are you going to do! ”
Xueluo panicked, tugged Feng Xinglang's big hand, and tightly closed his feet to prevent the man's further aggression.
Feng Xinglang pinched the soft thing covered with weight, "What, didn't you say that you had a period?" What's that aunt, you're walking a little faster, isn't it? Is it playing without a trace? ”
Or ...... You're lying! ”
Feng Xinglang became angry. His hands were as angry as his own, deliberately encroaching on the soft spots she was ashamed to speak, so that she could not close her feet. but he refused to take away his hand that was doing evil.
"Feng Xinglang, take your hand away!"
Xue Luo's face was flushed with shame. The brute force of a man, she can't shake it. There is a kind of helplessness that calls the heavens and the earth unspiritual.
"Can you afford to deceive me? Or, do you want me to punish you like this? ”
Feng Xinglang's evil voice shrouded him like a spell; Xueluo was ashamed and angry, and he couldn't pull out the man's hand to do evil, and the man's other hand was ...... He's even attacked her Huns!
Like this kind of knitwear, it was originally very loose, and with the rude brute force of men, it was even bigger, and the piece in front of Hungary was in a state of being ready to come out, and the snow was about to be abused by this man's drama to death!
"Feng Xinglang, you can't do this to me! If you do this, how can you embarrass your brother's affection? Or is your respect for your eldest brother all hypocritical? ”
There is no way for the snow to fall, so he can only take Feng Lixin out to stop this man's magic thoughts. She was so convinced that the man didn't want to waist, and at any time, even in a car, when he wanted to toss her, he transformed into a beast with no code of conduct.
"What are you doing with my brother? Haven't I told you how many times that even you were forced to me by my brother! The more intimate we were, the happier and more relieved he became. ”
This is indeed a difficult technical job, Feng Xinglang replaced his hands with his thin lips, and almost arched the entire upper body of the snow into a graceful curve.
It's just a matter of one sentence, but Feng Xinglang deliberately refused to say the words that could be revealed to the world. It seems that he enjoys the fact that women are suffering from moral torture while falling deeper and deeper into his love network.
Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's view, a woman's feelings beyond moral constraints will be even more exciting!
Of course, there is also an objective situation that has to be ruled out: it is to temporarily maintain this state, which is conducive to Lin Xueluo's life under Lan Youyou's eyes!
If Lan Youyou knew that the person Lin Xueluo married was him Feng Xinglang, that femme fatale and vicious woman would not be able to use Lin Xueluo's little sheep as a gun target! I don't know how this woman died!
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