Xiaobao sold her so quickly, Luo Qingxue couldn't cry or laugh, and before she could react, Leng Yunting had already hugged her in. With a kick of his heel, he closed the door.

And Xiaobao, really like the door god, opened his arms and blocked the door.

in the house.

"Leng Yunting, don't go too far!" Luo Qingxue gritted her teeth, for her, she might be angry, more because he actually instilled these contents in children!

How did she know that the four-year-old Xiaobao didn't understand anything, and he was still at the stage where he thought he would get pregnant if he kissed him.

"What's the matter? Xiaobao is very happy that we gave him a brother. Leng Yunting laid her flat on the head of the bed and leaned over to kiss the corner of her lips. She tilted her head, and his kiss landed on her cheek. Leng Yunting didn't care about it, and instead began to sip her ear beads, thin ****.

"Hey, Leng Yunting, although I came back with you, it was only to treat Xiaobao's illness!Please respect me!" she was a little angry, stretched out her hands, and pushed him away.

"Well, I have a lot of respect for you. He was just sloppy, pushed by her to get up slightly, and parted her bathrobe with his hand. The body as white as jade, with the fragrance after bathing, suddenly made the light in his pupils jump slightly.

"What do you call respecting me?!" Luo Qingxue immediately sat up from the sheet and pushed him away from her. He was pushed back a few bits, only loosely laced bathrobe. Pushed by her, the bathrobe slipped off his shoulder, and his half-hidden body was exposed to the air inch by inch.

"Eh, are you so anxious?" Leng Yunting smiled cheaply, "But if you don't prepare fully, you will hurt." ”

"What hurts?" Luo Qingxue didn't react for a while.

"That's it. He suddenly leapt forward and quickly attacked the position.

"Hiss~~ Leng Yunting, you're crazy!" Luo Qingxue was so shocked by his sudden attack that her whole body shrank, and it really hurt. She angrily stretched out her hand to push him away, but Leng Yunting hugged him tightly.

blinked innocently, very pure, and replied very honestly, "I just said don't be too anxious, otherwise it will hurt very much!"

"You bastard, why don't you get out of here?" her face, I don't know if it was anger or sudden irritation, turned crimson.

"What? you want me to hurry?" he said, smiling brightly, deliberately misinterpreting her, flattening her, clamping her slender waist, and proceeding quickly.

"You—— well—" Her angry voice, under his struggle, gradually shattered into incoherent notes, floating and confused.

He likes to see her intoxicated, from the original desperate resistance to the confusion and pandering behind. He was her first man, she was the woman he had in mind, and the mother of his son. Even, before she was born, she was branded by her father as the Leng family.

She is his, from body to mind, from the beginning to the present. As for Lin Yuchen - whether he is homosexual-sexual or X incompetent, it has nothing to do with him!

He only knew that it didn't matter if Lin Yuchen helped her block a knife or was stabbed into a hornet's nest.

He didn't have a chance, not at all!

Thinking of this, a sharp light flashed slightly in his eyes.

The sudden acceleration of the frequency of movements obviously made Luo Qingxue a little uncomfortable.