"Do I really hate that much?"
The man asked in a low voice, then leaned over and sucked the tears on the woman's cheek.
Little by little, from the snow on the cheek, a kiss to her lips
Her lips trembled, as if she had not been able to ease the excitement from the most simple love words.
Perhaps it is not necessary for a woman to be moved by such vigorous love and oath, even if it is just one or two simple words; and to integrate into life, with emotion and considerate behavior.
The man lightly bit the woman's slightly trembling red lips and put the shivering lips in his mouth, gently warming.
It can be seen that women like this kind of gentle mode.
Snow slowly softened in the man's arms, with him to kiss the kiss.
In the bright sunshine, such a kiss, it seems particularly sweet.
In and out of the crowd, it seems to have witnessed such a beautiful. No pointing, mostly smiling blessing.
Once again, I've been kissed by this man.
At that moment, xueluo realized that she was kissing this man in public. Her white face was red and beautiful.
"No What about nono? "
Back to the reality of snow, it was found that: the co pilot, as well as the rear seat, did not sit on the son Linnuo.
Feng Xinglang half depends on the car body, the whole person languidly looks at the woman who is kissing by himself.
The original woman's heart is not big, just a few warm words can move. What a kind silly woman!
It seems that I am following the devil, and I am playing this kind of game of "wasting emotion" with women.
And addicted!
"Feng Xinglang, where's nono? Where did you leave nono? "
Meanwhile, xueluo is a mother. In the concern for their children, her motherhood will be more beautiful.
Of course, at the same time, there will be less romantic tone.
"I left the little thing in a very safe place. I'll take you to see him! By the way, I'll give you a surprise! "
Feng Xinglang stepped forward to take care of the snowy waist, stuffed her into the co pilot, and kindly tied her seat belt.
"Feng Xinglang, where did you leave Nuo alone? I don't want any surprise, as long as it's not a shock! "
The safety of children is the most important concern of every mother. Always feel that their children only in their own side, is the safest.
"Take it easy. We'll see him now."
Feng Xinglang starts the car and accelerates steadily.
Snow looked down at the hands of roses, all kinds of melancholy up.
Some strange ideas came out of my mind.
For example: if he is not nono's own mother, will the man endure humiliation to pursue himself?
If we say that five years ago, she was not married to a family by accident, would she have such a beautiful and wrong encounter with this man?
Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a sigh;
meeting the wrong person at the wrong time is a kind of helplessness;
meeting the wrong person at the right time is a kind of sadness;
meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of happiness
Can I meet the right person at the right time with Feng Xinglang?
What about Xinglang and Lanyou?
Snow like willow eyebrows wrinkled: This is their own way of love, why think about her?
When LAN youyou has existed in Feng Xinglang's heart, it should be turned over.
"What do you think?" Asked the man.
"Thinking about you and LAN you Do you two belong to the right person at the wrong time? Or meet the wrong person at the wrong time? "
I don't want to mention Lanyou. He asked himself.
"Why mention her again?"
Men have a long voice.
"Evasion is cover up!"
Snow stubborn want to know an answer. Though she knew it wasn't a smart woman's way.
Anyway, in the eyes of this man, he is stupid and naive.
"Let me talk to LAN you Pure excess hormone, hit on the beautiful bear body, crackle, will inevitably spark splash
"It's intense, isn't it?"
"It's all over. Isn't it just something between men and women?"
"Feng Xinglang, you are so dirty!"
"What's dirty? I didn't touch her
"Liar! You think I'll believe it? "
"I said that the first time LAN youyou gave the test tube, do you believe it?""Of course not! Don't deceive me
"Believe it or not!"
The man lengthened his voice, an indisputable and steady cold appearance.
"Feng Xinglang, I hate your heartless and heartless manner
"But I really like to hear you say these duplicity words..."
"Feng Xinglang, you bastard!"
Feng Xinglang brought a woman to a five-star hotel. The room has been reserved.
To come to the hotel, snow fall is resistant. She was instinctively aware of the man's bad intentions.
But at the thought that his son Linnuo was still left in the room by Feng Xinglang, the bastard, the snow fell so much that he rushed straight into the room.
"Nono Nono Where are you? Don't hide and seek with Mommy Nono... "
Just as the snow came to the edge, a dark figure rushed towards her, driving her body to roll on the oversized kingsize.
Passionate kisses, carry on the past and open up the future, fall on snow's cheek, neck, crazy want to prove how much he yearns for this woman.
"Feng Xinglang, don't Don't do like that! What about nono? "
Under the kiss, snow is still thinking about their own children.
It seems that if you don't tell a woman the truth, she can't have a good time with him.
"Nuo Nuo was sent to Yulong city by me He gave me an assignment: knock down his mother, don't give other men the chance to try to be his stepfather
If a man is too honest, xueluo will be ashamed and angry.
"Feng Xinglang, did you father and son bully me together? What's the shame? "
"If you want my face, I'll give it to you..."
Men's physique has recovered about 70%, although it can not be fully used, but to suppress the struggling snow under the body, or effortless.
It seems that this kind of grinding makes the man feel comfortable, so he further pushes away the gap between him and the woman and makes them closer to each other.
He is not anxious to kiss her, looks more like a warm slow stew.
Consume the physical strength of the snow, but also surge with each other's feelings.
Snow really can't stand men's warm way.
Even have the impulse of a thought: put aside all miscellaneous thoughts, want this man!
"Feng Xinglang, you hate..."
Snow dyed with emotional tears, even the voice of scolding men, have become tender like water.
"I like to hear you scold me so softly. I hate it!"
These touching words