Chapter 747

Fu Yunsheng was confused by his serious and stubborn look.

By the time of reaction, he had already hooked Xie Yu's hand and bowed his head to kiss his eyebrows.

"Good..." he heard himself say in a very gentle tone, "can I do more things that I like?"

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bed mantle fretting.

When Xie Yu's eyes turned red, someone took a bite on his jaw.

The cold and demonic red flowers bloomed on his clavicle, and the petals naturally withered one by one, and slowly fell on Xie Yu, making his bare skin more white.

The blood of fishy sweet diffuses in the mouth, let a person excited.

The blood of fishy sweet accompanies the silk Fairy Spirit to go into Fu Yunsheng's mouth together.

The man under his body stretched out his white fingers and gently grasped the corner of Fu Yunsheng's clothes. His voice was broken and he panted a little. "It hurts."

Warm kiss down, he was picked up, did not hear any response, only slightly closed his eyes, empty again filled.

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[Ding: Fu Yunsheng's liking degree + 10, current total liking degree: 86.]

when Xie Yu sleeps, xiaobaihe doubts life in the corner alone. Is this a man? This is too true. Before, his liking degree has never soared so much. After sleeping, it has soared so much...

dog man!

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Since then, Xie Yu never asked Fu Yunsheng to go out and buy anything for him.

Of course, they spend most of their time in bed every day. Xie Yu never goes out again. They go to the dumb boy next door to buy things for them.

Fu Yunsheng still doesn't like eating very much, but in general, he will eat what Xie Yu makes, and he will eat a lot every time.

Xiaobaihe sighs every day to tell Xieyu not to be so nice to Fu Yunsheng, saying that he is a scum man. Although he has a good opinion of more than 80, he will take out your Yuandan to purify himself in the end, and will not care about your life or death.

But Xie Yu didn't listen to a word.

Xiaobaihe sighed all day long. Is that what you said? I don't think you have it in mind...

with Xie Yu's indulgence, Fu Yunsheng's favor for him has steadily increased to 90.

Xie Yu is very happy about this.

On that day, he leaned back on the reclining chair in the yard and watched the letters flying in one by one. He watched them circling on his head without moving a finger.

Xie Yu laughs lazily and turns to look at the grapevine in the yard.

The green fruit has grown, and you can eat it when it is ripe.

He looked at the grapevine and waved his hand. The flying books that circled around him disappeared immediately.

It's time.

As for him, although he likes Fu Yunsheng very much, he is not a person who will make himself aggrieved in essence, otherwise he would not have left him on his own initiative.

That's about it.

Good impression. Is he tired of playing? It's almost the same.

Fu Yunsheng, who took the teapot for Xie Yu in the room, suddenly turned his head, and the teapot in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

It's immortal.

There is the smell of xiuxianjie people.

It's not Xie Yu's, it's someone else's.