The faint morning light shines through the red veil, and in the room of the bamboo building, there is a layer of festive red light, enveloping the room inside.

Feng Zikai was very dissatisfied, his eyes swept over the room, and there were red lanterns hanging on the roof, and the red light added more festive colors to this morning light, making it warm and beautiful.

The red candle is still burning firmly, and the faint fragrance makes people's blood run high, and they can't wait to turn the phoenix upside down immediately.

Countless red roses are blooming, and the rich fragrance makes Feng Zikai want to ask for the cubes around him in the early hours of this morning, and release all the emotions and desires that have been suppressed for too long.

"Ahh Don't ......"

Fang Fang tensed, and his hands wanted to protect his abdomen, but the other hand, because it had been pressed by Feng Zikai's head for too long, was pulled out and lost consciousness, and fell softly to the side, just falling on Feng Zikai's face.

She could only use one hand to grab Feng Zikai's big hand, worried that he would hurt the fetus in her womb.

"How many months?"

"It's almost four months, you're ......"

Fang Fang felt Feng Zikai's hand, and stroked her belly very gently, not intending to hurt the child, as if caressing.

"Four months, my son!"

There was suppressed excitement in Feng Zikai's tone, and he said in a low affirmative voice.

Not understanding what Feng Zikai meant, Fang Fang's eyes widened, looking at Feng Zikai's handsome face, and a charming smile slowly bloomed. The graceful arc blooms like a begonia at the corner of his lips, so gorgeous and moving.

Maybe it's because he applied too much lipstick, and when he was wiped off, his lips were wiped too many times, so Feng Zikai's lips flashed with a rosy luster.

For a moment, Fang Fang couldn't help but send his lips over and kissed Feng Zikai's lips obsessively.

The lips of the two men were pressed tightly together, his lips with a scorching temperature and a faint smell of tobacco.

It's the familiar smell that intoxicates her, it's the place where you want to kiss every day, and the breath you want to breathe!

The cube forgot everything, and just wanted to kiss him affectionately at this moment.

The spring breeze is like water, and the sunshine is like a flower!

In the early morning of this southern day, the spring rain in the bamboo building is full, and the roses in the room are in full bloom.

It will no longer feel cold, because two people snuggle up together will only feel hot.

How long have the two been apart?

I don't want to calculate, I just know that every day is a long and countless years, which haunts her dreams.

The faint smell of lavender, and the smell of tobacco, she could no longer smell the roses.

The last wisps of smoke curled in the air, and although the incense had burned out, the smell and smell were pervasive in the bamboo building.

Feng Zikai turned over and pressed the square, his soft body, and inside his bulging belly were his children, his sons!

She can only be his woman and belong to him!

At this moment, Feng Zikai will not let go, even if it is imprisoned, he will imprison her in his arms!

Even if it's with a rope, tie the block to his side!

Fang Suppled Feng Zikai in her arms, closed her eyes and used her enthusiasm to silently tell her thoughts about him and her love for him.

The two people are tightly entangled, spring, always here!

"Don't you ...... Kid ......"

Fang suddenly tensed, feeling Feng Zikai's weight, she was afraid that he would hurt the child in her belly.

"My son, I want this son!"

Feng Zikai said domineeringly, and suddenly left the body of the square, and he was also worried that it would press the child, so he stood up directly, stood on the side of the bed and leaned over......

"Ah, you ......"

Cube's face was flushed, surprised and afraid.

I was surprised that Feng Zikai was so active and enthusiastic, and I wanted her, but I was afraid that Feng Zikai would be too brave and hurt the child in her belly!

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

Feng Zikai couldn't control his emotions and suppressed them for too long, everything here today made him not want to miss this beautiful and meaningful morning.

This was his and Cube's wedding room, their wedding night, and although it was already early in the morning, he didn't mind reliving the wedding night and making amends.

Fang Fang tightly protected his abdomen with both hands, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Zikai with pleading eyes: "Don't, please, don't hurt the child!" ”

"My son!"

Feng Zikai hesitated, put his big hand on the abdomen of the square, and looked down at the overly familiar woman in front of him.

In the same way, every minute and inch of her body, he has seen and touched.

"Can't you? I'll be light, okay? ”

For the first time, such hesitation, such gentleness and thoughtfulness, Feng Zikai in bed would be crazy many times, bringing her too much stimulation and different feelings.

"You...... Be gentle, and don't hurt your son, who is your son! ”

At this moment, Fang Fang was finally willing to say that this child was Feng Zikai's.

He said he wanted this child!

Fang's heart is full of happiness, as long as she gives birth to his child, nothing else!

Feng Zikai was gentle, cautiously, as if the square was a porcelain that was easy to break, too depressed, unable to get real release, too many scruples, but he suppressed it.

Feeling Feng Zikai's gentleness and carefulness, Fang's heart relaxed.

It turns out that this man also has such thoughtful and careful times, and his every action is like treating precious antique porcelain, and he refuses to use a little strength.

This New Year's morning, in the heart of the square, the most beautiful, beautiful arc, slowly bloomed on her lips, she thought, maybe the two of them can still be together, even if it is only this morning, she will feel very happy!

Because only in this moment, she seems to feel that he is in love with her!

"Thank you, Tis, thank you, Fernie Kath, and wish you both eternal happiness!"

The square prays in the bottom of his heart for the clouds and mesons, I hope that there are lovers in the world and eventually become married!