Chapter 342: Warm moments for a family of three

Feng Xing Lang Bone's clear fingers sandwiched a lit cigarette between them, elegantly point out the ashtray in the car ashtray, and then send it to the lips to **** deeply, the action is smooth and regular.

The handsome face after the smoky air was so secretive.

He is a handsome man, his handsomeness is evil.

When she saw the woman coming out of the school gate, Feng Xing Lang Fei's thin lips evoked a beautiful curve.

Bitter scheme, for this silly white sweet, tried and tested!

The door on the other side of the sports car was opened, and the snow fell for a moment, but still resolutely got on the car.

Whether it was his thief's car or thief's ship, hasn't Xueluo boarded?

"Crying?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"Well! I made you laugh!"

Snow falls deservedly. Crying is crying, don't cover it up. You don't need to pose in front of this heartless man.

Xue Luo's admittance of such generosity made Feng Xinglang unable to speak ridiculous ridicule.

"I know you feel bad for me!"

Feng Xinglang leaned over and embraced Xue Luo's upper body in his arms, sniffing her taste deeply.

Very clean taste, the scent of sweet women; the smell is especially pleasing to the nose.

This man was using her love for him, so he bullied her so brazenly?

Xue Luo did not struggle, but any Feng Xinglang embraced himself in his arms and felt each other's existence.

There is also a baby in the belly, it also needs to feel the care of his father.

Feng Xinglang kissed Xue Luo's ears in pieces, like a paintbrush, depicting her silhouette little by little; using his endless gentleness to nibble Xue Luo's reason.

The man's tongue is young. As evil as its owner; wherever he goes, he breeds a dense sense of warmth.

No doubt, Xue Luo is an intimate way to like men.

There is no feeling of being violated, as if the couple is deeply in love with each other. It was full of each other's breath.

Feng Xinglang captured Xue Luo's lips, and then absorbed the four pieces tightly together, never separating again.

Xue Luo didn't dare to ask for more affection like a man, she just wanted to give everything to her without reservation.

She really loves this man!

In every dream, the man's figure lingers; sweet dreams, bitter dreams.

Love is here, no one can stop it!

I started to know that I couldn't fall in love with this man, but I still loved it!

It's like getting sick!

Love is so uncontrolled and unselfish!

Love is like this. When it came, it was so overwhelming that lightning flashed along the way.

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

I have tasted the most beautiful thing in life, even if I die later.

Xue Luo sent the tip of his tongue into the man's mouth. She pushed openly the man's lips, and the man's healthy teeth. She wanted to find more tenderness from Feng Xinglang's mouth.

I want to give all my tenderness to this man.

The soft tip of the tongue that the woman sent in actively made Feng Xinglang happy and excited him. He wrapped her around him with his tongue, entangled with her round and round, sweet to each other's bone marrow.

Maybe it was Xueluo who gave birth to Xiaoguai, and her vital capacity was far less powerful than Feng Xinglang's; she could not breathe for long.

"Looks, we still practice too little!"

Feng Xinglang leisurely expressed a slightly heavy voice, leaving time for the woman in her arms to take a breath. The silly woman almost fainted when he kissed him. The whole little face was flushed and extremely charming.

The snow fell quickly and breathed heavily, not wanting to spoil the child in his stomach. Her vital capacity is obviously not at the same level as that of a man.

Keeping her mouth to let her breathe, Feng Xinglang didn't sit idle; she touched her ear beads with a thin lip mushroom, and squeezed the bad clams against her collarbone with a slightly bearded chin, breeding fine Fine little itch.

"Don't move! Itch ..."

Xueluo reached out, and tried to push away Feng Xinglang with his palm.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Where does it tick? Is it here?"

Feng Xinglang deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of Xue Luo, and a pair of big hands kept measuring on Xue Luo's body. From her ever-growing waistline, to her straight upset.

And the softness she's been avoiding. There was a hand over it that wanted to be a victim.

Xue Luo was already here, and of course she knew what Feng Xinglang was pointing at. She was really convinced that the man was cheeky.

But he just had no resistance to such a feudal line!

Being stunned by him for three or five years seemed to be softened in his arms.

To be honest, if Feng Xinglang didn't get her hands on her, maybe Xue Luo would still enjoy the warm moment of the family of three.

Although you don't want to, you can't tell this man that she is pregnant with his child.

I used to be angry and didn't want to tell this man, but also worried that this man would not wait to see the baby she was pregnant with.

But now, the situation of Feng Family suddenly didn't allow her to tell him the little girl in her belly.

Xue Luo didn't know how much Lan Yuyou's righteous father had. But Lan Youyou's mouth is not difficult to know: the righteous father in her mouth is a hard role to deal with.

Feng Lixin was burned to death by the fire, and this has been well illustrated.

In the previous game, Feng Xinglang was able to retreat from the whole body. It is unknown whether there is any merit in Lanyou here.

But Xue Luo knew that Feng Xinglang could not be so shocked every time! It is impossible to be so lucky all the time.

But now tell Feng Xinglang that he is pregnant, whether he is happy or not, it is undoubtedly adding unnecessary trouble to him.

Think about it, forget it, at least you have to wait for the fight with that poisonous fish before mentioning it!

However, Xue Luo was ready to leave Shencheng.

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

As the snow fell, God of Fang Xinglang had already arched a great landscape in front of her Hungary.

I have to admire the high standard of this man, or maybe this man's experience is old-fashioned; Xue Luo didn't feel that the hands of Feng Xinglang was moved around her waist, and her predecessor was out of clothes.

He arched a road to the peak of Yan Hong with his straight nose like a mountainous mountain and thin lips.

The bad behavior of a man is so bad that the snow can't be imagined.

When Xue Luo tried to push away the man's face, it was too late, and the entire side of her had been swallowed by the man.

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