That woman is not Ye Shayan, but she has the same high profile as Ye Shayan, and has the same eyes that despise her and dislike her.

A flash of fear flashed in Luo Yangyang's eyes, and he turned his head and buried his head in the arms of the saint, unwilling to face those unfriendly eyes.

Feng Sheng met everyone's eyes, like an emperor who had gone out to triumph, and the strange gaze around him couldn't get into his eyes, so he left the deck with Luo Yangyang in his arms.

Luo Yangyang didn't look carefully at the consecration and went up a few floors, and at the end she was carried into a luxurious cabin.

The hatch was canonized and slammed shut with a blink of an eye.

Hearing the sound, Luo Yangyang's heart trembled, and the canonization suddenly put her down.

Before her feet could hit the ground, the canonization grabbed her shoulders and pushed her hard, pushing her against the door: "Ahhh

In the next moment, before Luo Yangyang could react, the canonized and violent kiss hit her cherry lips strongly.

"Hmm......" Luo Yangyang's eyes widened, and he subconsciously struggled.

The canonization grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her, and she didn't even put her feet on the ground, as if she was being carried in mid-air.

If it weren't for the canonized body pressing on her, she would have fallen.

"Sealed ...... You ......" Luo Yangyang wanted to say what kind of madness he was made to canonize again.

She almost drowned in the sea, so she couldn't let her slow down, and as soon as she came up, she grabbed her and kissed her.

No matter how calm and calm he behaved, as long as he thought that he almost lost Luo Yangyang, he felt a little scared in his heart.

At this moment, he desperately needs to feel her, to be able to touch her, to be able to really feel her.

As soon as the pent-up emotions of canonization erupted, his ferocious plunder carried a scorching flame, as if it was about to incinerate Luo Yangyang, making her a complete part of his body.

Luo Yangyang's princess dress 'Zla' was violently torn apart.

His roughness frightened her so much that she grabbed his hand and protested hard in the kiss, "Don't-"

The canonization kissed her seductive pink lips hard, inhaling all her protests and unconscious moans into her abdomen.

In the cabin, where the lights were not even turned on, waves of heat and tsunamare poured out in waves, spreading endlessly in the darkness, entangled to their heart's content.

After a fiery lingering, Luo Yangyang almost fell down tired.

Feng Sheng pecked her on her red and swollen pink lips a few times, then carried her to the bathroom and sat her on the sink.

In the brightly lit bathroom, the well-fed canonization turned on the lesson mode with a cold face.

"Are you too stupid or too stupid to let you play in the sea by yourself?"

The two long arms of the canonization were propped up on Luo Yangyang's left and right, firmly encircled her in his arms, and looked at her with frightening coldness.

Luo Yangyang softened, shrunk his scolded little neck, and secretly raised his eyes to look at the saint.

His face was very bad now, dark and dark.

Luo Yangyang couldn't bear the staring of these cold eyes, she lowered her gaze silently, and unconsciously softened her tone: "I, I ......"

was still pestering her hotly just now, and now he put on a cold face.

It's too much of a bastard to be canonized, and her face changes faster than a woman.

"What are you? Do you know how far it is from the port? Do you think you can swim back? There are no brains! "The canonization is really angry.