Chapter 342

There is a lighted cigarette between the fingers of fenghang langgujie. Gracefully light the ash in the car ashtray, and then send it to the lips for deep suction. The action is gentle and regular.

The beautiful face shrouded in smoke is secretive.

He's a handsome man. He's a sycophant.

At the sight of the woman coming out of the school gate, Feng xinglangfei's thin lips made a beautiful curve.

Bitter meat plan, for this silly white sweet, it's not easy!

The door on the other side of the sports car was opened, the snow fell slightly, but still resolutely on the car.

No matter whether it's the thief's car or the thief's boat, hasn't the snow fallen?

"Did you cry?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"Well! I make you laugh

The snow should take its time. Crying is crying, there is no need to cover up. There's no need to be coy in front of this heartless man.

Xueluo is so generous and candid that Feng Xinglang can't make sarcastic remarks.

"I know you love me!"

Feng Xinglang leaned over and held the upper part of the snow in his arms, smelling her deeply.

It has a very clean taste, the faint fragrance of a woman dyed with sweet silk; it is especially pleasant to smell.

Is this man taking advantage of her love for him to bully her?

Xueluo didn't struggle, but any Feng Xinglang held himself in his arms and felt each other's existence.

And the baby in the stomach, it also needs to feel the care of his father.

Feng Xinglang kisses xueluo's ears like a paintbrush, depicting her outline little by little, and nibbling xueluo's reason with his endless tenderness.

A man's tongue is young. Like its master, it is evil and sycophantic; everywhere it goes, it breeds a dense and warm feeling.

No doubt, xueluo likes men's intimacy.

There is no feeling of being violated, just like the lovers who are deeply in love with each other. It's full of each other's breath.

Feng Xinglang catches the lips of the snow, and then absorbs the four pieces tightly together, never separating them again.

Xueluo doesn't dare to ask for more affection like a man. She just wants to give her everything to this man without reservation.

She really loves this man!

In every dream, the figure of this man lingers; sweet dream or bitter dream.

Love is coming, no one can stop it!

Beginning to know clearly that they can not fall in love with this man, but still love without hesitation!

It's like being sick!

Love so uncontrollable, do not love!

Love is like this, it comes so unstoppable, all the way lightning with sparks.

Maybe it hurts, maybe it hurts, but xueluo doesn't regret falling in love with this man!

After tasting the most beautiful thing of life, it's not a pity to die even after that.

Maybe it was the snow that gave birth to Xiaoguai. Her vital capacity was far less powerful than that of Feng Xinglang. Before long, she was out of breath.

"It seems that we still practice too little!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was slightly heavy, leaving time for the woman in her arms to take a breath. The silly woman almost fainted from his kiss. The whole face is red, especially charming.

The snow falls the big mouth big mouth breathing in a hurry, don't want to suffocate the child in the stomach. Her vital capacity is obviously not on the same level as that of a man.

Keep her mouth to let her breathe, but Feng Xinglang is not idle; use thin lips to gently cover her ear beads, and use a slightly bearded chin to rub against her clavicle, causing small itching.

"Don't move! Itch... "

Xueluo reaches for her hand and tries to push away the deliberately broken Feng Xinglang with her palm.

"Well? I beg your pardon? Where does it itch? Here? "

Feng Xinglang deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of xueluo, and his big hands kept measuring xueluo. From her increasingly full waist, to her pretty Qiaotun.

And the soft part she's been avoiding. There's an evil hand over it.

Xueluo was already a passer-by. Of course, she knew what Feng Xinglang was referring to. She is convinced that this man has the cheek to drive.

But he didn't have any resistance to this kind of fengxinglang!

Being touched by him, it seems to be soft in his arms.

To be honest, if Feng Xinglang doesn't do anything to her, maybe xueluo still enjoys the warm moment of the family.

Although I didn't want to, I couldn't tell the man that she was pregnant with his child.

Before that, I was angry and didn't want to tell this man. At the same time, I was worried that this man would not like to see her baby.

Now, the situation of Fengjia doesn't allow her to tell him the baby in her stomach.Xueluo doesn't know how interested LAN youyou's adoptive father is. But it's not hard to know from LAN you's mouth: her adoptive father is a tough character to deal with.

Feng Lixin was burned by the fire, which has well illustrated this point.

In the last game, Feng Xinglang was able to retreat completely. It's not clear whether LAN youyou has contributed to this.

But the snow is clear, fengxinglang not every time can be so dangerous! It's impossible to be so lucky all the time.

Now telling Feng Xinglang that he is pregnant, whether he is happy or not, undoubtedly adds unnecessary trouble to him.

Think or forget it, at least we have to wait for the bloody fight with that poisonous fish!

However, xueluo is ready to leave Shencheng.

Marriage without love is immoral; marriage without love is even more painful.

Just as the snow fell, Feng Xinglang had already arched a beautiful landscape in front of her Hun.

I can't help admiring this man's super high standard, or maybe his experience is really sophisticated; xueluo doesn't feel that Feng Xinglang's hands on her waist have moved, and her former clothes are out of order.

With his straight and straight nose and thin lips, he arched a road to the summit of Yanhong in the front of the snow.

Men's bad behavior is so bad that it's unimaginable.

When xueluo wants to push away the man's face, it's too late. Her whole side has been swallowed by the man.

"Feng Feng Xinglang, I'm hungry! Let's go back to Feng's for dinner. "