Chapter 91: Those who can work harder

With Fenghua's eyes floating uncontrollably at all, unlike her hanging child, who seems to have no bones at all, the blue-eyed beautiful man's body is getting stiffer and darker, and the deep blue eyes are frighteningly beautiful, but there is a coldness that cannot be ignored.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be of much use to Fenghua.

The same amazingly bright eyes turned slyly.

"Hey, hey, do me a favor." Fenghua raised his hands and firmly clenched them on the messy collar that had been rubbed by her, his eyebrows and eyes were wantonly upward, and the posture was quite resolute that he would take off this dress if he didn't agree.

"Get up." The thin lips were pursed, the voice was warm but obviously awkward, and the depths of the beautiful blue eyes were unnatural except for a flash of coldness.

However, in Fenghua's eyes, it was as if he had seen a pool of abyss with a turbulent dark tide, and the deep blue gradually became lighter and lighter, as if the cold cyan amber was solidified, and the cold was amazingly beautiful.

"It's beautiful!" Unceremoniously admired from the heart, Fenghua suddenly turned over and fell below. The positions of the two people were reversed in an instant, but the blue-eyed beautiful man's brows were twisted.

Rumble!

At the moment when the two of them were reversed, an incomparably strong wave suddenly came from outside and rushed straight towards the room, and he bore the brunt of it because he was on it.

A layer of white transparent power swayed on his body, blocking the strong fluctuations outside, and the long black hair fell on Fenghua's body without restraint at all, like the gentle willow, like a gentle hand, touching the cheeks, itchy and cold.

"Those who can work more, those who can work more!" Comforting the beautiful man who became a shield, Fenghua pulled away the hair that fell on his face by the way, but it was entangled with his long hair scattered on the bed, and the long breath was intertwined with each other, with a cold smell like ice and snow and a faint fragrance, the two breaths were very harmoniously fused together.

When he noticed that something was wrong, he suddenly raised a bright smile, and Fenghua's whole person slid down the quilt, but found that he had been tossing for a long time and had not moved. The two of them were at a stalemate.

"What, why do you bother our son-in-law with everything, I hate it to death. This place is really evil, come to disturb our son-in-law and don't know that he will die a miserable death? At the time of the stalemate, there was a small green voice outside, muttering a very dissatisfied look, ready to knock on the door but found that the door had been reopened, and couldn't help but be shocked, and stepped in, and the whole person stood there in a daze, looking at the hoof prints by the door.

Their son-in-law pressed the disciple under him, and under the bed there was a bat, a donkey, and a steamed bun, and at this time, these pairs of eyes were all fixed on him.

Fenghua stared at the blue-eyed beauty in front of her, full of desolation, although the beauty is beautiful, it is not easy to mess with! Fenghua believes that the more beautiful it is, the more dangerous it is, and this one in front of you is the most. Now that this kiss has kissed, hugged, and pressed, how should she slip away this time?

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the little boy's stunned expression, Fenghua bit his lower lip quite innocently, raised his hand, and looked at the beauty under him-