Feng Yunan picked a handsome sword eyebrow and said, "why do you want to go out? There are no outsiders here. "

I - shit.

A bully man really doesn't treat himself as an outsider.

But people and you are not their own, OK?

Qiao Ruoxi was embarrassed and said, "but at least, would you please turn around?"

She can't change clothes in front of him, can she?

Feng believes that it is one of his exclusive rights to see his own women change clothes.

I don't know what she's shy about. They've been in bed with each other, and they've seen each other's bodies. What else can I be shy about?

But looking at the little woman's big eyes staring at him, he was so angry and lovely that he hooked his lips and turned around.

Finally, Qiao Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief. He hurried to change his clothes in the month.

She may have forgotten that there was a smooth mirror wall in the ward, which could see the direction of the bed.

Fengyunan stands in front of the mirror wall, without turning his head, he can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery.

I have to say that it's really a pleasure to see the back of a woman changing clothes.

Especially Qiao Ruoxi, her figure is very good, her skin is bright and clean, like a fine jade.

She is pregnant, but there is no sign of pregnancy. She is still as thin and beautiful as a girl.

Realizing what he was thinking, Feng Yunan stroked his hair impatiently. Why did his self-control become extremely poor in the face of Qiao Ruoxi?

The room is very warm, and the process of Qiao Ruoxi changing clothes is not cold at all.

The clothes prepared for her by fengyunan are all her sizes, and even the Hungarian clothes are just right for her.

How does he know her so well?

She never seemed to tell him about her girth.

To say that Feng didn't know a woman, she didn't believe it.

Don't understand women, how can you grasp the body size of women so clearly?

After changing clothes, Qiao Ruoxi smoothed the disordered hair on his cheek, circled it to the back of his head, and said, "Mr. Feng, I'm ready."

Feng Yunan turned around and saw the little woman who had changed her clothes. Her eyes were dazzling.

Inside was a white turtleneck, with a beautiful and slender jade neck. Below was a black legged trousers. Outside was a light gray woolen coat with a lamb inside.

The whole person looks fashionable and fresh, simple and generous.

Beauty can't be moved.

Qiao Ruoxi cleared his throat and asked, "Mr. Feng, can I go now?"

Feng Yunan's black eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was dark. "I changed my clothes on the moon," he ordered

Yeah?

Just let her change clothes, now why let her monthly change?

Qiao Ruoxi was a little surprised, subconsciously pressed the front skirt, pretended to be calm and said, "don't change the moon! I know Mr. Feng is not that kind of person. Besides, I have a waxy face. You will lose your appetite, right

Seeing that she was nervous and regarded him as a thief, Feng Yunan suddenly gave birth to a thought of teasing her.

Step by step toward her, her voice is dark and sultry, "this time, that time, now you think it's OK. Come on, hurry up, and make a monthly payment. "

The man's figure is too big, when the whole person leans over, the sense of oppression is too strong.

Qiao Ruoxi felt that the space was cramped and the oxygen was insufficient. Looking at the closed door, he felt more and more frightened.

What does he want to do?

……