Lingjue was left on the bed, and then a shadow came immediately, pressing her under him.
"Hello hello, crazy man, what are you doing?"
"Remarriage?"
He raised her chin, and there was a heavy look on her face. "You're going to remarry?"
Ling said bravely. "Yes, you smoke so much now. You will have lung problems. I won't be saved in the future. I have to remarry, and my children have to take other people's surnames."
Feng Yulin clenched her waist, and his hand came to her chest. "The premise is that we have to have a child first..."
It felt that Feng Yulin's hand was moving towards her itchy flesh. Lingjue quickly backed away, but he was oppressed and couldn't move. "I have two brothers. If you dare to move me, I will call him my brother."
Tickle her! Can't bear it!
"Is it?" Feng Yulin said, and really moved.
"Ha ha ha ha, let me go! Hahaha! " Lingjue struggles, "fengyulin, let me go, ha ha ha. I want to ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! "
Feng Yulin looks at her. Her eyes flash hot and her lips are thin.
The body is held tightly in an instant, and the unfinished voice is drowned in a kiss full of affection.
In the slightly cold tongue sliding entrance, greedily grabs the breath belonging to her, and vigorously explores every corner.
This instant throb makes each other forget everything around them.
He raised his eyes, looked at her emotional appearance, grabbed her hand to hook his neck, and then quickly kissed her lips, cleverly opened her teeth, deeply kissed her, hot and lingering.
She was so numb and dizzy by his kiss that she gradually forgot to resist and kissed him back conditionally.
The sound of the sea, whistling in the ear.
Lingjue is a little confused. At this moment, he only hears his shallow breath. His eyes were slightly closed, and his hair moved softly with the wind.
Warm breath, dense with her eyes, heart rhythm, at this time, intertwined.
With a smile on the corner of his eyes, she could catch it acutely, and the slightly raised eyelashes showed a beautiful arc.
As if they have been unable to move, quietly enjoy this moment.
He was like a sea or a fire, which directly flooded her and irrigated her, and her heart beat violently.
The rest of their lives are so warm.
"Well..."
Lingjue looked at him and whispered.
"Xiaojue, you will always be mine..."
"Well."
"Even if I die, you are mine."
"Good."
"I will not die, nor will you, and we will be together forever."
"Good!"
"I love you."
"Me too."
"What are you, too?" Feng Yulin looks up at her, her lips are swollen, like the plum blossom in winter.
He bowed his head and kissed him, and then he closed his mouth with a light kiss. His eyes were full of affection. He asked again, "what are you, too?"
"I love you, too."
He looked at her eyes streamed, thousands of the world is only printed with his appearance, let him rush.
He lowered his head again and held her tightly in his arms, hoping to be integrated with her.
When he was in Guiyu, there was something wrong with the boat. His first thought was to find her and not let her go wrong.
However, he was given Yin by Zhong limo and locked his soul. He didn't know what happened.
Later, when he saw that she was safe, his heart was shaking.
Good Good.
When he was so close to death, all he was afraid of was not seeing her.