Chapter 62

Yan Naier's words seem to remind Feng Cheng of the existence of Mu Qinghuan

Fengcheng also realized that he was too attached to muqinghuan

However, he has already sealed his heart

The heart has already been sealed

"Besides, Qinghuan can't taste her." Full face of indifference, seal city a embrace Yan nai son, go to the hall.

The round little face, red, like a greedy cat, muqinghuan convenient, almost crawling to the hall, but unexpectedly see, Fengcheng holding Yan Naier left.

"Well, he should just help Yan Naier to call a taxi, because she has drunk too much today... Don't worry, he won't mess around." Tina immediately help Fengcheng explain, but in Mu Qinghuan sound, and sophistry is not bad!

"Yes, Qinghuan, you are much more beautiful than Yan Naier. Feng Shao must really like you!" Sun Ziyang pinched Mu Qinghuan's neck and said, "you go there quickly, let Feng Shao take you home, let Yan Naier get off the car, you are the real wife!"

Mu Qinghuan is pushed to the door, looking at Fengcheng's back, he holds Yan Naier into the car.

When Yan nai'er looks out of the window, she finds Mu Qinghuan by accident. At the corner of her mouth, she starts to think about it, and a smile of her own comes out.

Keen mind, Fengcheng also turned back to see.

Just touched the sight of Fengcheng visiting, Mu Qinghuan didn't know why he had to turn around and run!

I don't know how long it's been!

As soon as he slipped, Mu Qinghuan lost his balance

A pair of cool hands.

The man looked at the woman in his arms with burning eyes. He helped her stand up straight, but she fell to his cold body like a charming water snake.

"Oh, dizziness..."

Mu Qinghuan exhorted. He slid his hand to his strong chest, then wrapped it around the man's neck and stuck it to his ear, "dizzy..."

The aftereffect of the wine was full of fire, and she was suffering to death

She tooted her mouth, her soft voice seemed to be coquetry, and her body fragrance was interwoven in the air

Fengcheng wild throat become tight!

He leaned back against the wall, holding the struggling Mu Qinghuan in his arms. He looked at her charming posture in the moonlight as if he had been bewitched.

The red tear mole seems to be burning, becoming enchanting and dazzling

The corners of her mouth are like juicy jelly, which makes people want to taste.

Unconsciously, he reached out to hold her tightly and pressed her to his body, "goblin, don't move..."

"I feel dizzy..." Mu Qinghuan twisted his body.

As if encouraged, Fengcheng impolitely, bow to grab the delicate corners of the mouth, repeatedly lick, like tasting high-grade candy, can't stop.

Violent kiss, two young bodies intertwined with each other, each need each other's comfort.

Fengcheng had never had such a comfortable experience. Even kissing made him feel his blood boiling.

His deep eyes suddenly opened. In his always cold eyes, there was a very dangerous passion burning. The fire in his body almost burned his whole body.

Over and over again, he reached for her face.

Her skin is very white, the canthus that wipe scarlet tear mole, charm to the bone, do not have amorous feelings.

These eyes are the most enchanting and charming he has ever seen

He wanted her, but he understood that if he wanted this woman at such a time, it would be no different from giving her medicine.

He wants her, she has to be sober

He wants to let her deeply realize that this time, and her first time, is absolutely not the same experience!

"Qinghuan..."

Just suppress the agitation in the body, Feng Cheng picked up the woman's charming figure and walked to the car not far away.

Yan Naier was not in the car, but was sent to a nearby hospital.

So, she and Fengcheng were the only two people in the car.

"Sit down." Seal the city to order a way!

"Well?" Eyes confused, Mu Qinghuan regardless of the use of small hands to pull the man's clothes, do not feel embarrassed, extremely bold behavior.

"Don't make any noise." His voice is so hoarse that he throws Mu Qinghuan into the back seat.

"Bad, you are bad..." as if no one else, Mu Qinghuan in the back of the wild, one by one to tear off the clothes.

The car is spacious enough. She just kicks off her high heels, hums dynamic music, and starts striptease. She hugs the cushion in front of her body with a playful smile, and lowers her head to kiss the side face of Fengcheng.

"I'm driving. Stop it." The voice is very light, and there's no way to take Mu Qinghuan's scoundrel.

Fortunately, we arrived at the hospital gate in a short time.

Open the car door, seal the city to see Mu Qinghuan bold only underwear, eyes dark, also did not see much, directly wrapped with a suit, coax her to sleep.

Mu Qinghuan was sent to the ward. After an injection, he finally calmed down.

"Fourth brother, Miss Mu is very drunk?" In the ward, Yan nai'er looks closely at Mu Qinghuan. She doesn't expect that Fengcheng will turn back to find Mu Qinghuan.

He said clearly that Mu Qinghuan would not eat because of his taste, but why did he throw her directly to the hospital and go to find Mu Qinghuan without saying a word?

"It doesn't matter, she drank too much..." leaning back on the wall, Fengcheng kept recalling the happiness of rubbing with her. Even if she didn't take the last step, the impact was strong.

I pulled my dry tie, sealed the city and went to the bathroom. I lit a cigarette and put it on my fingertip, but I didn't take a breath. I just smelled the smoke.

It's ridiculous. It's frightening to hear that the fourth brother, who is surrounded by beautiful women, should have such a day

Even in the face of a woman you want, you don't want to touch her.

I just don't want her to feel that he's taking advantage of others.

Washed a face with cold water, sealed the city and flicked the dust free over the collar, and turned back to the ward in perfect clothes.

Mu Qinghuan didn't wake up.

Yan nai'er looked at him and said, "fourth brother, you are both husband and wife. What else can you worry about? Women are very sensitive. You don't touch her like this... "For any woman, it's a failure.

Forefinger stroked eyebrows, Fengcheng walked to the hospital bed and sat down, coldly and arrogantly raised the corner of his mouth, "I plan to seriously touch."

……

For the memory of seven hours ago, Mu Qinghuan was heartbroken. She was dancing striptease in the car of Fengcheng?

At the moment, Mu Qinghuan, wrapped in a man's suit, is sitting in the back seat.

Shyly, she lowered her head. Unfortunately, she saw the high-heeled shoes, skirts, and stockings she had thrown away

These material evidences all witness her previous unrestrained!

Woo, I really have no face!

In the car, the atmosphere was tense.

It's Mu Qinghuan's unilateral blind tension.

Water bright eyes if there seems to sweep the driver's seat that big beast, especially embarrassed.

I want to ask if she has done anything to him

"Get out of the car." When the sound of sealing the city came from the top of her head, Mu Qinghuan suddenly opened her eyes and cried. She had already arrived home, but she was distracted all the time, which was a shame.

Jump out of the car, Mu Qinghuan more and more sick, do not know how to face him.