The two of them stood side by side on the top floor in a couple's bathrobe, and the moon was also very bright without a small side, far away from the high-rise summer, and they could clearly see the stars in the sky surrounding various places in the sky, twinkling.

Ling Qianyi lived in the city most of the time, except for the occasional time when he was a child, and he never paid attention to such a beautiful scenery again, and he was very emotional for a while.

"Is it pretty?" Feng Yinxiu hugged her waist and lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

He deliberately checked the weather and the place was a good vantage point for looking at the stars.

"Beautiful. It's such a nice place, I didn't expect your home to be in such a good location. ”

"Fool, isn't my house yours?" Feng Yinxiu circled her, and his forehead against her forehead blocked her starry sky, "Don't forget, you have already promised to marry me, when will we get married?" ”

Feng Yinxiu took her hand, and the dazzling diamond ring on her finger was brighter than a star.

This ring is an existence that she couldn't have imagined before, and now, it really exists. Ling Qianyi blushed, not knowing what to say, so he simply buried his head in his arms and stopped talking.

"Good~ You can't see the stars like this."

Hearing the voice with seduction, the ostrich buried in his head finally moved slowly inch by inch, slowly moved his head out, did not see the stars at first sight, but saw a peerless beautiful man, whose face was more beautiful than the moon and stars in front of him infinitely magnified, and the beautiful night almost became the background wall, and the scenery in his eyes became the person in front of him.

"You ......"

"You are mine, and I am yours too."

The blazing and domineering kiss fell like raindrops, and the hazy starlight could be vaguely seen shining, and Ling Qianyi, who was weak, hooked Feng Yinxiu's neck out of survival instinct, and his limp body still couldn't stop sliding, retreating step by step, and slumped on the recliner.

It seems that two drowning people are constantly fighting for each other, and the starry sky that has become a background wall is flashing and flashing, as if they are a little shy when they see this fragrant face, and even the moon is slowly moving, and half of their faces are gradually covered by clouds.

Ling Qianyi's hands and feet were all hung on Feng Yinxiu's body like eight catching fish, and finally softened weakly. The stiff back chair was not very comfortable, Ling Qianyi frowned slightly.

Feng Yinxiu let go of some passionate kisses slightly, hugged her by the waist, and strode directly downstairs into his chassis, kicking the door shut.

Returning to the soft big bed, the discomfort disappeared in an instant, and the overly handsome man who hugged her pulled open the waist towel of her bathrobe, "revealing" the indulgence and trance that she had never had.

Show "color" can be eaten, what is show "color" can be eaten, and finally realized.

"Yinxiu ......" Ling Qianyi looked at the man kneeling in front of him dimly, I don't know if it was because he was nervous or afraid, his subtle voice had a slight trill, and to Feng Yinxiu's ears, it was more like a charming and delicate signal.

The sudden coolness on the hot body made Ling Qianyi, whose mind was chaotic, wake up for two points, and just saw his bathrobe crossing a beautiful arc, and Fei Xian didn't know that it fell into that corner, and made a small noise.

"Now, I'm hungry, it's time for me to eat."

Feng Yinxiu hooked his lips and smiled, leaned over and whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse to speak.

In the next second, I only saw him wave his big hand, and the bathrobe that was originally neatly hanging on his body was like a piece of paper, and it was thrown away at once.

A night like water, a man like fire.