Twenty Years Later (3)
Looking at her disgusted and wiping her non-existent saliva, and glaring at herself viciously after wiping it, she wanted to laugh when she was unreasonable.
He leaned up and touched the girl's delicate skin again, and sure enough, his eyes widened and he glared at him angrily and shamefully.
"The saliva stinks to death, don't kiss me!" Her little hand gagged his mouth, and she felt the thin stubble pierce her palm, and the palm of her hand was hot and wet.
"Brushed my teeth."
"You can't brush your teeth." She has a commanding momentum, after all, she is a strict ruler mother, and the family has to listen to her.
"Unreasonable."
"Go to your royal west building." She was a little proud, there was a little smile in her eyes, she liked the feeling of being picked up like this, she was so light and small, he could carry himself away with one hand, as if his whole person belonged to him, of course, this kind of joy will not be easily expressed.
"It smells of milk." Ruler is small, small hands, small feet, small shoulders, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter at the neck there is a little girl's milky fragrance, the wind unreasonably came to her chin and sniffed the neck, today is also a fragrant ruler mother.
Qi Yan's face flushed, and just when he wanted to say something, he turned his head away from him, and said, "Perverted!" β
"What's going on with this pervert......" Feng was unreasonably depressed.
Even if there are so many girls in the family, Feng Wuli will never be able to figure out what the girls are thinking in their hearts, for example, she just kissed her, and she blushed is expected by Feng Wuli, but he doesn't know why this perverted voice is.
It is estimated that the shaku's mother thought of something inappropriate for children, and then she was angry at the humiliating scene, and finally attributed the sin of her cranky scenes to the person who made her think of those things, but she seemed to be worthy of the name of pervert in that scene, after all, she was indeed a young and delicate teenage girl, and she did do something that was probably perverted in the eyes of normal people to a little girl like her who looked like a junior high school student at most.
As long as I think of this little girl who speaks ill of herself during the day and always has no good temper, it seems that the red rose petals are torn off piece by piece and rubbed into the pure white snow, and the blood-colored pollution shatters the snow, and what does it matter if she is scolded for being perverted the next day.
Feng Wuli is not obsessed with such a delicate body like Lolita, he just loves the woman in his arms, just as she loves herself.
But it's not right.,After all, Mama Ruler is not a real girl.,It's a monster in her eight hundreds.γ
"Perverts are perverts." He said this, this time kissing the girl's sweet lips.
The ruler danced with his hands.
A minute later, Feng Wuli put one hand under her palm-sized little buttocks, hugging her petite body, and Qi Yan had to reach out and wrap his neck around his neck to prevent herself from falling, her face was delicate and cute, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she was held by the tall wind unreasonably on her chest, she looked like his exquisite doll.
The free hand walked into the house with a pair of her small cotton shoes.
The mother's face was as red as if she had come out of a hot bath in winter, her whole body was soft, she buried her face in the wind unreasonable neck, and she was kissed so much that she didn't know what was going on until she entered the warm house from the cold balcony outside: "Don't let me down yet!" β
She feigned anger, this was seen by Xiaoluo, and she had to laugh at her again, her majesty was destroyed by this bad guy, and now the two daughters are a little bit unsure of her words.
Feng Wuli felt that he had hugged a kitten with teeth and claws, and he was also used to this duplicitous tsundere sister, who was obviously very happy to be hugged by him, so he had to pretend like this.
"Where's Ling'er?"
"I went down for a morning run, I should be back soon."
"It's almost the New Year again."
"I want to buy a new apron, the old one is black, and the nonstick coating is scratched by the little drop shovel, and I have to buy a new one."
"It's up to you to decide."
"Let me go down, wait for Xiaoluo to see it and laugh at me again...... Would you like to wait until the evening to give you a hug? β
Feng Wuli held the ruler and pushed away her and the slave's girls' dormitory, and there was still a creature sleeping in the bed, half of the messy black hair was exposed, the head was shrunk into the quilt, and a girl's hand poked out above her head.
Sleeping is as ugly as ever
He put the ruler in his arms on the bed and sat down, took the small sock next to him and squatted in front.
"The socks are all worn wrong, Xiaoluo will laugh at you when he sees it."
Feng took off Winnie the Pooh's socks for her unreasonably, revealing small feet about the size of his palms, Wang Xilou already had a pair of small and delicate feet, not to mention a few sizes smaller than Wang Xilou, like a small toy in his hand.
When I held it in my hand, I felt that she could dance in the palm of my hand.
She blushed and whispered a perverted word, and the bare foot that was grabbed struggled a bit, and couldn't escape his big thick hand, so she kicked him in the face with another socked foot.
She changed into socks and cotton shoes, and when she looked up, she found that her mother had been looking down at her.
She snorted and stood up, feeling her feet warm and her face warm.
The ruler was still full of energy, not shy at all, and gave him a punch, "Wake up the pig on the bed, and hurry up and come out for breakfast." β
As he spoke, he opened the door and went out, shaking his long hair, and when he went out, he was nervous to see if Xiaoluo was not in the living room.
Feng Wuli didn't care, he looked back at the arched quilt, the bewitching arm had been retracted, he knew that the person inside had woken up, and said, "Did you hear it, don't get up and wait for a while, Mother Qi is going to be angry again." β
The voice of the slave in the quilt came out muffled: "It's so cold outside, I'm sealed by the quilt." β
"If I go out to play today, I won't take you with me if I don't get up."
"Don't~" her tone was almost coquettish.
"What not?" The wind is unreasonable and funny.
"I can't go until Mother Slave gets up." She spoke in a childish tone.
"If you can't afford it, I won't take you with me."
"It can't be like this~" She squirmed slightly inside the quilt to express her dissatisfaction.
"I can't afford to lift the quilt."
"I, I sleep without clothes!"
"How rareβ" The wind was unreasonable and went straight to lift the quilt.
"Get up, don't lift my quilt, it's cold......" A head poked out of the corner of the quilt, and the messy hair was draped over the face.
After being stuffy in the quilt for a long time, she looked up at Feng Wuwu with resentment, and like a coquettish cat, the quilt slipped an inch off his shoulder, revealing fragrant skin and soft muscles, delicate collarbones, and everything was messy.
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PS: It's been harmonized.,Cut part of the content.γ