The zipper was slowly pulled down, and the light and regular sound it made was like a stubborn little hand, which couldn't help but pluck Mu Feng's heartstrings.

Finally, Jing Yue's coat was open, revealing a plaid men's shirt.

Mu Feng plucked up his courage and carefully reached over and touched it, fortunately, it wasn't completely soaked, but it couldn't be worn either.

Well, a total of five buttons.

He remembered where the buttons were, and closed his eyes, not daring to challenge what he might see next.

Because just like this, with the moist breath and the faint body fragrance that directly filled his nostrils, his body was already hot.

One, two......

Fortunately, the room was airtight, and the temperature seemed to be rising, otherwise just a few buttons would have consumed a lot of Mu Feng's time.

Well, it's done!

You can't do the rest with your eyes closed.

Mu Feng inhaled deeply, pressed the heartbeat that was already chaotic, and then opened his eyes.

Rumble!

He felt that there was a big cannon battle exploding in his head!

At first glance, I saw a mass of flesh like snow, cotton, white flowers, and fragrant flesh!

Jing Yue spread her hands like this, opened her clothes, and lay on his bed.

The upper body is almost naked, except for a small white vest that clings to a slightly undulating chest.

Mu Feng only felt that his chest was hot, his throat was hot, and his nasal cavity was hot.

It seems that at any moment, he will lose his breath, spurt blood, and stop his heartbeat.

The most terrible thing is still under the small belly, as if a cluster of flames have been lit, beating unscrupulously......

Stop!

You can't have crooked thoughts about Xiaoyue!

Be pure! Chaste!

In order to make his mind "pure", Mu Feng began to endorse: "Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first work hard and work their muscles and bones......"

While chanting silently, he picked up Jing Yue, let her back against his arm, and then very carefully, very carefully, took off her left sleeve, and then, her right hand.

Mu Fengjue, those great people in the ancient books, when they are doing great things, they are definitely not as hard as they are now!

On the one hand, you have to try to keep your heart pure, and on the other hand, you have a body that will explode at any time!

Come on! He is almost seventeen years old, and his development is normal in all aspects, which is simply a good punishment!

Finally, the clothes were taken off, and he put a thick sweatshirt of his own on Jing Yue.

After this process was completed, Mu Feng was already sweating hot, half-wet, as if he had just been drenched in a rain, it was not Jing Yue, but him!

However, the harder part is yet to come!

Jing Yue changed into clean clothes on her upper body, but she was still wearing wet sweatpants......

Mu Feng felt a sharp jump in his chest, and followed by the villain under his little belly.

No more!

Just thinking about it, if you want to "take off your fiancée's pants", a certain part of his body is about to explode!

Mu Feng seemed to be running for his life, rushing straight to the window, afraid of blowing Jing Yue, so he only dared to push open a small gap, put his nose up, and breathed heavily into the cold wind.

The cold air poured into his lungs, which was extremely uncomfortable, but finally suppressed the wildfire in his body a little.

A few seconds later, Mu Feng staggered back to the bed like a defeated little rooster, scolding his father in his heart.

That stinky old man!

It's on purpose!

I just want him to suffer like this!

However, torment is torment, and in his hot chest, there seems to be a can of overturned honey, naughtily bubbling with small bubbles......