Chapter 2919

Huarong got up from the bed tired. It was dark outside the window.

This time, she tasted the pain in her back afterwards.

She supported her waist against the head of the bed, and her bones seemed to fall apart and could not be put together.

I'm hungry.

She lowered her head and rubbed her flat abdomen, feeling hungry.

The culprit did not know where to run, and she could not lift her strength to find him, and did not want to get out of bed. She leaned lazily on the head of the bed, drooping her head.

Feng Jin estimates that Huarong is about to wake up, pushes open the door and comes in. She looks at Huarong leaning on the head of the bed, and her hair is shaggy on her shoulders. The whole person is full of the smell of a little beast who has been bullied.

He painfully walked over and put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her face, "are you hungry? Let's go down to dinner. "

"Go away." Huarong looked at the love on his face, a body of cold hair all stood up, and said to him in a vicious voice, "stay away from me!"

"I'm afraid you can't go downstairs by yourself now." He reached out to her. "I'll help you."

"Pa!" Huarong shook off his hand, "rolling calf."

This guy is really more and more abnormal, look at his expression of heartache, as if the person who fucked her like this is not him.

Damn it, if he hadn't been doing it all the time like a pile driver, would she have been unable to straighten her waist?

Fengjin hands around the chest, standing in the corner looking at the face of the flowers, grinning on clothes, slender and symmetrical legs, standing on the gray floor, the color is clear, attracting men's eyes.

Huarong stubborn a person to put on the clothes, and then bear the discomfort of the lower body, forced out of the door.

It felt strange there, as if there was something else in it. She frowned, thinking that he would not break it?

Naturally, Fengjin didn't know what Huarong was thinking in her melon seeds, but looking at Huarong's two thin legs sticking out from her pajamas and stepping on the floor, the clear gray lines of color, and the subtle shaking of her legs that she couldn't control were very appetizing.

He followed her, looking at her vaguely, thinking about the feeling of two long legs wrapped around his waist in bed.

The mind is like a horse.

Huarong turned her head and looked suspiciously at Feng Jin's face, which made her feel uneasy with the sticky, greasy and numb sight.

She frowned. "What are you thinking?"

“……” The man raised the handsome face and looked at her solemnly, "nothing. And you? "

“……” A dialogue without nutrition.

Huarong turns his head, speeds up the pace, and goes down the stairs in the place where Feng Jin can't see.

The cooks had already made dinner, and Fengjin ordered them to go on. They were all Huarong's favorite food.

Huarong sat down on the chair, frowning hard, almost did not cry out. Fengjin quietly picked her up from the chair, let her sit on his legs, and then turned to the servant: "go to that cushion."

"Let me go." Huarong frowned, not willing to be held by him.

Feng Jin stretched out her hand, gently kneaded a few times on her limp waist, and breathed on her auricle, "massage you in the evening."

Huarong sneered: "hypocritical."

"It's very kind of you. I can't control it. " He gave her a few kisses on her snow-white face, and said his affectionate words solemnly, "you should know how charming you are. I can never resist your temptation."

When he acknowledged the feminine charm, Huarong was naturally a little proud. She snorted softly and glanced at him askance: "even if you say that, I won't forgive you."

Feng Jin looked at her proud little expression and couldn't help laughing. She put her hand around her waist and put her head over her lips to ask for a kiss.

"Rong Rong..." His voice was deep and soft. "I really like you. Marry me, and we'll never part for the rest of our lives. "

The touching male voice, saying love words all his life, Feng Jin's rigid and serious character was forced by her to learn how to please women.

Huarong stretched out his hand, palm against the man's chest, a strong push him, from his knee down.

At the right time, the cushion was also taken over. She sat on the mat and began to eat dinner with chopsticks.

Feng Jin sat next to her and watched her eat hard there. He didn't look at him. He seemed to ignore his proposal just now.

He slowly exhaled a breath, with a trace of helplessness.

Is forced marriage useful to Huarong?

He was also afraid that Huarong would be forced to hurry up, so he casually pulled a man into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

He couldn't have stopped her every time.

She is such a consistent character, in bed in the soft, in her decision on the matter, it is impossible to change the slightest stubborn.

He is not afraid of no time, he has a lifetime to spend with her, this chase game, he has full patience.He is sure to win in the pursuit of beauty.

Huarong ate dinner three times five by two, stood up and said to him, "I want to go out and have a look."

Feng Jin raised his head and looked at her: "it doesn't matter if you go to the body like this?"

Huarong glanced at him obliquely for a while, and coldly hummed: "how powerful do you think you are? "

Fengjin laughed, put down his chopsticks and stood up:" I will accompany you. "

She frowned: "I'm not unfamiliar here. What are you doing with me? I want to go out alone. "

Feng Jin stood up calmly and calmly, "I haven't been out for a long time. Let's go together."

Although that is the case, but Huarong listen, but vaguely some uncomfortable.

Feng brocade came to hold her hand, and her dark eyes looked at her: "let's go."

“……” She pursed her lips, and her face pressed down her unhappiness. She followed him out of the door.

*

it's really a long time since I visited Tongcheng.

It was three years ago.

This city is not the city where she grew up, but because she has been a broker for several years, she feels a little kind.

At the beginning of the night, the city's neon also lights up, bright lights will decorate the city as bright as day.

Now her identity has been washed away, she can walk freely on the street, and she doesn't need to be as full armed and timid as she was three years ago.

Passing a milk tea shop, Feng Jin pulled her: "Rong Rong, I want to drink milk tea."

Huarong inexplicably: "you want to drink and buy it yourself."

Phoenix brocade hangs down an eye, thin and dense looking at her, light voice way: "I want you to buy for me."

"Problems." She scolded a word, took the money from Fengjin and turned to buy two cups of milk tea.

Feng Jin said: "some things, if you don't try, you will never know you will like it."

Huarong bit the straw and laughed: "isn't it because of prejudice?"

Phoenix brocade hangs an eye, silent smile smile, low voice way: "you say right."