Feng Feng struggled twice, but pain came from his neck.

Qiao Ya Ruan gasps violently, the strength on the wrist is not vague at all, the eyes are red looking at the man who is suppressed by himself on the dining table.

"Let me go? Why didn't you think about what you were when you slept with me three years ago? When you put me to sleep, what kind of affectation do you put on me? Do you think I'm sleeping for nothing? " Qiao Ya Ruan angrily opened his mouth and scolded, one after another.

Feng Feng's mood gradually stabilized, looking at the woman on her body.

"So, are you still sympathizing with me?" Finally, his voice was no longer out of control.

"My sympathy for you? There are so many people in Africa waiting for my sympathy. Do I have time to sympathize with you? " Qiao Ya Ruan said angrily.

"Then why did you come? You hate me, don't you?"

That's right. Qiao Ya Ruan's sudden return is what he is most afraid of.

She obviously hated herself the most. He wanted to make her accept herself again, but she came back suddenly because she had met her grandfather and knew that she was a little pitiful.

Qiao Ya Ruan's breath also gradually calmed down, "I came back to think you are not promising, how can my Qiao Ya Ruan's man be so unpromising."

I'm Qiao Yaran's man!

A short sentence, a short seven words.

Let Feng's red eyes calm down.

Feng Feng suddenly reached out and grasped her wrist, then turned over and pressed her under her body.

"Hello -" Qiao Ya Ruan said angrily. Is this man going to break her waist?

Feng Feng pressed her hands with both hands, and her legs were squeezed between her legs. The knee length yellow dress was forced to push to her waist, in a very - YD posture.

Qiao Ya Ruan's upper body let him completely press on the table, legs only wrapped around his waist to make himself comfortable.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Ya Ruan tried to turn her wrist over, but she just used too much strength, and now she can't get rid of it.

Feng Feng's anger seemed to have dissipated all over her.

"Little soft tooth, some words are to be responsible. If you don't leave this time, I will never let you go in my life." Feng said in a deep voice.

Qiao Ya Ruan gritted his teeth and looked at him, "thank you, grandfather, or do you think I will forgive you so soon?"

"If pity is the reason you forgive me, then I accept it." Feng Feng spoke in a low voice, her forehead buried on her shoulder.

Qiao Ya Ruan was suppressed by him, but he didn't struggle to get up.

"Don't think I came back to completely forgive you. I just don't like people who bully me." Qiao Ya Ruan spoke haughtily.

"Well, in the future, you will be my queen, and no one has the right to bully me." Feng Feng buried in her shoulder opening, low voice, with a tempting taste.

Feng Feng's lips, with a thin cool print on her shoulders, and then slowly moved up to her neck.

Qiao Ya Ruan slightly pursed her lips, but did not refuse this time.

Feng Feng slowly held her hands and put them on his neck, so as to free his hands.

"Feng Feng, why don't you go to the set today and turn it off? Do you think I don't know if you change the password? What's the point of changing Qiao Yaran's birthday?" George's words were stuck in his throat before he finished.

"Ma De --" Feng Feng hugged Qiao yaruan and made a rude remark.

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