Chapter 33: Dyeing is a Demon 33

Feng Xie saw the girl's distracted appearance, and her narrow eyes crossed with a faint displeasure.

The man's long knobby fingers gently pinched the ink-dyed chin, his red lips pursed slightly, and his low and beautiful voice sounded faintly: "Don't think about anything else,...... Dislike. ”

I don't like her to think about other people, she should only have him in her eyes.

Feng Xie's long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the darkness in his eyes, and his thin lips pursed a trace of evil arc, although he was laughing, it gave people a deep and desolate feeling.

"Oh......" Mo Ran nodded obediently, looking at him with a smile in his eyes, his clear eyes looking harmless.

Feng Xie looked at her for a few moments, and suddenly said again: "You can miss me." ”

The tone is very serious, but with a hint of paranoia.

As if thinking of something again, Feng Xie's eyes darkened, and his voice was faint but extremely possessive: "Well, you can only think of me." ”

My food, mine, belongs only to me, and can only think of me.

Mo Ran bent her lips and smiled shallowly, she suddenly reached out to wrap her arms around the man's neck, her delicate eyes were curved, and Feng Xie seemed to see the fine starlight contained in it.

"Well, bow your head and tell you a secret." Mo Ran blinked his clear and innocent eyes and said lightly.

The fragrance of the girl's body came with a soft and glutinous tone, with a faint milky fragrance.

Mo Ran saw Feng Xie pause for two seconds, then raised his eyelashes and glanced at her lightly, and the latter smiled lightly at her, extremely harmless.

After being silent for a few seconds, he lowered his head as Mo Ran said.

"Say."

Feng Xie's extremely faint voice sounded, the two of them were very close to each other, and the man's warm breath sprayed on his neck, causing a slight tremble, and the magnetic voice that made people's ears soft was even more provocative at this moment.

She looked up, and her eyes reflected Feng Xie's impeccable face.

The corners of the ink-dyed lips curved a lot deeper.

The person I chose is really good-looking, I like it.

"Huh?" After not receiving an answer for a long time, Feng Xie lowered his eyes with some displeasure, just to the reflection of himself in the ink stained eyes and the unlost tenderness in his eyes.

Feng Xie was slightly stunned.

Then, I saw Mo Ran tilting his head and smiling lightly at him, smiling softly and cutely.

In the sun, the girl's skin is almost transparent, her temperament is quiet and soft, and the whole person looks like an angel left behind in the world, clean and beautiful, without the slightest dust.

Before Feng Xie could react, Mo Ran suddenly raised his head and kissed the thin pink lips.

The man's lips were slightly cold and sweet, and she kissed them without skill.

Feng Xie only felt that his lips were soft, and the milky fragrance that belonged to the girl overflowed between his lips and teeth, and the ink-dyed kiss was unskillful, and he looked very unskilled.

Feng Xie watched quietly, allowing the girl to gnaw on his lips wantonly, but the scarlet phoenix eyes were surging with inexplicable things, as if suppressing some kind of restlessness, and the eyes were strangely cold and dangerously cold.

When he sensed that the ink dye was about to leave, Feng Xie suddenly turned against the guest and kissed the girl.

His kiss was a little fierce, a little domineering, and the ink stain was a little unbearable.

Xu was aware that the girl couldn't stand it, and Feng Xie's movements were gentle, with a few wisps of lingering.

Mo Dye also learned to respond to the phoenix evil, and the two kissed like glue, both immersed in this long kiss.

A few minutes later, the ink dye collapsed limply into Feng Xie's arms.

Feeling that his lips were a little swollen and painful, Mo Ran raised his head and glared at Feng Xie slightly.

It's all your fault, and look, it's you.

The girl's puffy appearance is very cute.

Feng Xie hooked his lips slightly, and asked lightly: "What, do you still want it?" ”

At this moment, the scarlet in the man's eyes has faded and returned to the previous ink color, the narrow tails of the eyes are filled with a faint lust, and the eyes are circulating, with a little more bewitching darkness.