The eager little pervert touched her abdomen through her clothes, and someone didn't object, Feng Ling didn't dare to continue to make a mistake, and when she heard the cry of the little shadow outside the door, she changed the subject, "Shall I bring the cat in?" Z.br>

Bu Zhi raised his eyebrows, his eyes became deep, and he sighed lightly, as if he wanted to push away Feng Ling, who was leaning on him, and spoke in a lost voice, "Isn't it enough to have me?"

In this way, Feng Ling subconsciously soothed his back, "Enough! Enough!"

Buzhi seemed to be quite useful, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Meow! Meow!"

The little shadow in the doorway made a pitiful milk cat meow, and the sound of paws slamming the door.

Xiaoying is not an ordinary cat, suddenly meowing so persistently, calling out the heart that loves fluffy, Feng Ling got up and wanted to take a look, but his hand was pulled, Feng Ling turned around, and couldn't help but say, "Xiaoying screamed too pitiful."

The grip on the wrist did not relax, but tightened.

I saw that Bu Zhi was silent for a while, Feng Ling was puzzled, and saw those clear eyes looking at her deeply.

In the silence of the night sky, where all the light belongs, an angry, small, soft ...... spills from the throat with an open mouth

"Meow."

Feng Ling was stunned for an instant.

The stunned Feng Ling was pulled into a slightly cool embrace, and his voice was full of coquettishness, "Listen, isn't my name pitiful?"

Feng Ling couldn't help but laugh, the cloth cat is so cute.

The result of being too excited was that she knocked the person down again, she pressed on him domineeringly, Feng Ling hugged him, and his ears heard more rapid breathing and heartbeat than usual, probably because of the power outage and the night, the atmosphere was very beautiful, Feng Ling gently pecked his lips, tilted his head and looked at him, "I...... I don't just want to kiss you......

His eyes were fixed on her, pure as a pool of water, Feng Ling felt that he was awake, and wanted to get up and leave quickly, as if he was about to lose control of the power of the desolation in his body if he was a little slower, but he brought the person forward with a slight force, and a long and long kiss lingered between the corners of his lips.

Feng Ling was kissed, and it felt that the two had switched positions, followed by a warm kiss without disguise and convergence, and between the eyes, Feng Ling, who had slightly regained his clarity, saw the undisguised ...... in his pure eyes Desire.

"You ......" Feng Ling pushed him, and being looked at so hotly, her shame suddenly rose.

Bu Zhi pressed her hand and kissed her fingertips, his voice changed from cold to hoarse, "Like to be good? I can also behave well."

"Like you." Feng Ling was very bold and chose to follow his own ideas.

He smiled.

The floor of the room was littered with clothes, and when Feng Ling woke up, he was greeted by a chest that rose and fell slightly with his breathing, Feng Ling's breathing was stagnant, his body was a little stiff, and he didn't dare to move.

Her thoughts began to mess up, her body was cleaned and refreshed, she didn't dare to touch it, she put on her clothes two or three times, and when she got out of bed, she found that Bu Zhi woke up, her light-colored eyes were wet and looking at her, and her voice was dissatisfied and aggrieved, "Lord Ling'er plans to sneak away? Don't you want to be responsible?"

It was indeed she who thought about it first, but she didn't force him yesterday, he acquiesced and cooperated with him to take the initiative, but Feng Ling's footsteps stopped, knowing that he was pretending, but she still hugged him and gave him a good morning kiss.

Xuan Meng was supposed to disconnect from Shui Lanxing after completing the promotion, but the two sides decided to establish a long-term relationship, and Bu Zhi ran to the Times Authority to apply for the position of observer, and Feng Ling realized that he had remembered Xuan Meng's things, and poked him, "When did you remember?"

"Meet the Galaxy, the night of the power outage......

Feng Ling covered his mouth.

Returning to the familiar Shui Lanxing, the longer they spent together, Feng Ling began to become lazy and gradually let go of himself.

"Wake up, didn't you say you're going to the amusement park today?"

The refreshing smell of the morning followed the wind into the crack of the window, Feng Ling turned over in the quilt, and then felt a slightly cool big hand pinched the tip of her nose.

The eyes opened a slit, and the tall figure was for her

Blocking the sunlight sneaking in through the glass window, these days "Xuanmeng" has been served, and the things of the special bureau have begun to get busy, and the axis has been rotating for half a month, and I can't help but want to sleep until I wake up naturally when I encounter the holiday wind.

"It's a bad day for sleeping." She closed her eyes and told nonsense, burying herself deeper into the quilt, looking like she didn't want to get up.

Outside the window was the blue sky, and the cold voice was very indulgent, "Then we won't go, just rest at home."

"But I want to go......" a sleepy voice came from the bed, "let me sleep for another five minutes."

"But...... It's the sixth five-minute mark." Looking at the bulging lump on the bed, Bu Zhi lowered his voice and said slowly, "If I don't get up again, I can only go by myself."

He made a gesture to leave, while Feng Ling lay on the bed and did not move.

His pitiful voice penetrated the quilt, "Today's Valentine's Day, there should be many couples in the amusement park, and I am lonely.........

"Pretending to be pitiful is already immune to me!" The girl's sleepy voice snorted softly.

She has seen through the tricks of the cloth cat!

Bu Zhi touched his chin and came to the bed, he sighed lightly, "I just want to say that maybe there are other girls who see me alone......

He paused for a moment, watched the bulge on the bed move with satisfaction, and continued, "You'll come and invite me to play, maybe I'll be too sad to ......."

"Cloth cat!" Feng Ling lifted the quilt and glared at him viciously.

Buzhi's expression was faint, and he helped Feng Ling straighten out his sleeping hair: "Get up, make your favorite mung bean porridge and egg scones for breakfast."

Feng Ling yawned: "Nothing is as beautiful as you, you have to kiss before you can get up."

He bent down slightly and bit the girl's lip, "Okay, get up, I've sorted out my things, we'll leave after breakfast."

Feng Ling drank cool and delicious coconut juice and studied the map of a newly opened amusement park in the sea market.

"The pirate ship, the roller coaster, and the most adrenaline-pumping water park, we can give it all a try." Feng Ling is eager to try, the physical fitness of the tenth level is a god in Shui Lanxing, and she is very interested in what she didn't dare to play before.

Bu Zhi is still a little resistant to crowded places, but there is no plan to refute Feng Ling.

A series of exciting facilities to play, Feng Ling is very enjoyable, come to the most exciting water park track, listen to the tourists shout higher than a loud, cloth is a little stiff.

Feng Ling narrowed his eyes, "Don't you like these?"

"There's nothing I don't like." He looked calm and pointed to the sizzling squid stall lined up with a long queue on the side, "I remember you said you wanted to eat stinky tofu."

"Well, but there's a lot of people."

"It's okay, I'll go in line, and you'll be able to eat it when you come back."

Watching him turn around and line up into the crowd, Feng Ling looked at the track dozens of meters high.

"Cloth cat, in front of me, you don't need to disguise or be perfect."

Feng Ling walked into the crowd and lined up hand in hand with him.

He was a little surprised, "Aren't you going to play the water track?"

Feng Ling: "I don't play anymore, I want to hold hands and line up with Mr. Flowers."

"Why do you say I'm Mr. Flower?" His voice was a little muffled.

Feng Ling Nu mouth, look at the current cloth cat, it is like a flower "delicate", will be coquettish, will use an aggrieved tone to not forgive, beauty in front, easy to make people dizzy.

Got a bowl of stinky tofu, Feng Ling pulled him to the children's area, he doesn't like exciting items, so play some mild.

There was a lotus-shaped gypsum piggy bank on the coloring booth, and Feng Ling chose it, "Looking at it, I think of you."

Fuyuki chose a cute bird.

Paint well and let dry.

On the way home, Feng Ling asked why he chose the bird, and he said, "Like you."

Feng Ling doesn't feel like a bird, just like Buzhi doesn't feel like a flower.

The trees on the side of the road bloomed one after another

Small flowers, small petals trembling in the wind, fell to the ground.

Probably because Feng Ling watched for too long, Bu Zhi also looked, and it happened that a sparrow flew in at this time, and it stopped on the branch.

The sparrow pecked at the flower.

Feng Ling smiled slyly and dropped a kiss on Fuzhi's lips, "The bird kissed the flower."

"I kissed you."