Shen Fanxing didn't realize what funny things she had done. What she cared about was that her words worked.
Because Xiaochuan in her hand is no longer as impulsive as just now.
A sigh of relief.
After just the ups and downs, now calm down, Shen Fanxing also feel not as hard to accept as before.
In fact, I still comfort myself.
I'm holding it in my hand. What can I do if I don't do it?
After adjusting his mind, Shen Fanxing reaches out his other hand, and his two hands work together. His movements are quite typical.
The breathing of the man on the top of his head gradually began to become heavy, and the things in his hands became more and more
The touch
Shen Fanxing is familiar with it.
I have done it so many times before. How can I not be familiar with it?
The action in the hand is more and more hard, but the jaw is lifted by Bo Jingchuan at this time.
Shen Fanxing looks at him with a burning face, biting his lower lip lightly. His eyes dodge and he's embarrassed to look at him.
"The technique is quite Skilled? "
Shen Fanxing's eyes pause for a moment, and his heart wants something bad.
"Biology class..."
Bo Jingchuan gave a low smile. Is this still taught in biology class?
When he has time, he has to see who the immortal biology teacher is?
But now, let's remember
Shen Fanxing doesn't know what Bo Jingchuan thinks in his heart. He doesn't stop his hand. He is clever and hard-working.
Bo Jingchuan breathed deeply, and his eyes staring at her face were dim with fire.
"Hurry up..."
He opened his voice in a low voice. His deep voice was mixed with lust, and his husky, low voice sounded very touching.
Shen Fanxing didn't even have a chance to be shy, so he was kissing his lips the next moment.
Shen Fanxing's heart is fretting, and gradually rises a burst of desire. He approaches him a bit, and raises his head to respond to him.
Finally, Bo Jingchuan simply pressed her on the wall and took advantage of her.
When everything was over, Shen Fanxing felt that his hands were going to waste.
It's hard to serve
It took so long!
After taking Shen Fanxing to wash, he pulls Shen Fanxing down the stairs.
The woman is so interested that she just wants to find a nest on the sofa and squint for a while.
But Bo let her go and got up and went into the kitchen.
Shen Fanxing nests in the sofa, sleepy. When the fragrance of rice comes out, she moves her nose sensitively, but she still sits on the sofa without moving her nest.
Until Bo Jingchuan's figure appeared at the door of the restaurant, a suit of home clothes, still with a natural noble spirit, standing there with a strong sense of existence.
"Eat."
He opened his mouth, holding two white paper towels between his slender fingers, and gracefully wiped the water stains on his hands.
Shen Fanxing holds the pillow and nests in the corner of the sofa. When he hears the sound, he turns his head, puts his chin on the pillow and blinks slowly.
Open mouth, opening is lazy soft voice, "I'm sleepy."
Soft long hair because of her random nest where and a little messy, now loose in the shoulder, it seems that the face is particularly small pretty.
Bo Jingchuan gently pulled, opened his slender legs, slowly approached her, "not hungry?"
Shen Fanxing moved his nose again. The smell of breakfast is really attractive.
"Hungry. But I don't want to move. "
Bo Jingchuan looked at the lazy little woman in the sofa from a close distance. The warm love radian aroused by Cen's thin lips is really touching.
Shen Fanxing narrowed his eyes and looked up at him, "what should I do? So sleepy Are you hungry? "
"Why don't you sleep? I'll eat for you? "
"But it's uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa."
Shen Fanxing has some complaints in his voice, but it's not that he insists on taking himself downstairs.
Bo Jingchuan leaned down to get close, and the strong and pressing breath pressed down on her.
"Where did the sleepers come from? I didn't see how sleepy you were in the bathroom just now. "
Three words in the bathroom made Shen Fanxing blush instantly.
She bit her lip and hardly looked at him.
Looking at her like this, Bo Jingchuan's thin lips once again raised a little radian. With a bent posture, he reached out and picked Shen Fanxing up from the sofa.
Shen Fanxing hugged his neck in time, and there was a successful smile on his face.
Bo Jingchuan looked down at her, "what are you proud of? "
SHEN Fanxing shook his head," the sofa is not comfortable at all. "
"You just look like that, but you like it very much."
Shen Fanxing put his hands around his neck, "I have strong adaptability, I can make do with it."
Bo Jingchuan glanced at the leather sofa and said, "I've wronged you."Shen Fanxing smiles. His eyes are bright, as if they are filled with starlight.
Bo Jingchuan bowed his head and gave her a kiss in the eye. He kept walking and carried her all the way to the restaurant.
Looking at a table of rich breakfast, Shen Fanxing couldn't help but stare big eyes, "are you doing it?"
Bo Jingchuan sat next to her, picked up a napkin, spread it on her lap, put a spoon and chopsticks into her hand, "which eye can you see that there is a third person in this apartment?"
Shen Fanxing stirred the white rice porridge in front of him with a spoon, "do you want to be such a God?"
Bo Jingchuan chuckled, "this is called God?"
Shen Fanxing nodded.
"Then you'll have to worship slowly."
Just after breakfast, Shen Fanxing plans to go upstairs to sleep. As a result, the door of the apartment rings.
Bo Jingchuan went to open the door. In a few seconds, he saw Yu Song coming in with two people.
Seeing Shen Fanxing standing at the entrance of the stairs, he said with a smile, "good morning, madam."
"Good morning."
Shen Fanxing replied, and then he saw Yu Song directing the two men to lift out the genuine leather sofa in the living room which had not been sat several times
"Ah..." Shen Fanxing stretched out his hand to stop him, and then two other people at the door came in carrying another brand-new sofa.
The eye son turned in the eye socket, then pursed tight lips.
She shouldn't have said that.
At this time, Bo Jingchuan had already come to her side, holding her waist, close to her, with a faint smile in his voice.
"Is there anything else you are not satisfied with?"
Shen Fanxing reached out and pointed to the door, "what are you going to do with that sofa?"
"Throw it away."
Shen Fanxing frowned, "what a pity."
Bo Jingchuan reached out and stroked her fluffy hair. "We don't need money to buy a sofa. Mrs. Bo
"No lack of money and waste are two concepts."
After a pause, Shen fan Xing continued: "put that sofa in our bedroom."
Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows: "hmm?"
"You can't help but move in the future. You also have a place to calm down."
Bo Jingchuan
Does this mean that if he can't help wanting her, the sofa will become his exclusive corner for self reflection and desire elimination?
Bo Jingchuan's face sank in an instant. "Shen Fanxing, you've been too much to me recently. We need to reflect on it. "
Shen Fanxing reached out and stroked his flat stomach and said with a smile:
"who let us have these two babies?"
Bo Jingchuan looked down at her stomach and squinted slowly in her dark eyes.
These two Son of a bitch!
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