Feng Sufei is very angry. She takes off her slippers and goes to bed directly. Then she lies on Nanrong Huai'an and takes the initiative to hold his hand and put it on her waist.
Nanrong Huai'an's hand is also very light on Feng Sufei's waist. His eyes are shining with light and dark light, so that Feng Sufei doesn't know his mood.
Feng Sufei now has a kind of crazy feeling in her heart.
She loves Nanrong Huai'an, so she cares about his mood. Nanrong Huai'an's appearance makes her anxious.
She didn't know what she could do. She just wanted to be close.
However, it seems that Nanrong Huai'an is indifferent.
Feng Sufei's eyes are full of grievance.
She casually kisses Nanrong Huai'an, and finally looks at Nanrong Huai'an powerlessly, with resentment and reprimand.
From beginning to end, the body of Nanrong Huai'an is stiff.
He looked at Feng Sufei's worried, grievanced and resentful appearance. His heart was aching, but he held back with strong self-control.
Feng Sufei said in a plaintive way, "Huai'an, I said it. I didn't mean it."
Nanrong Huai'an shook her hand, tried to touch Feng Sufei's hair, coaxed her, but held back.
Feng Sufei didn't know what mood she was going to vent. She bent her head and bit Nanrong Huai'an's lip. She used her fingers together to pull Nanrong Huai'an's bathrobe.
This time, Feng Sufei is totally crazy and has to take the initiative.
Nanrong Huai'an's eyes are glittering, complex and secluded with mists. Maybe his inner emotions are only clear to him.
Feng Sufei kisses the neck of Nanrong Huai'an and then goes down.
Almost all of them are biting, stirring all the breath of Nanrong Huai'an.
She was just going to use her lips and hands to stir up the flames.
But fengsufei's low point has brought about a steady force for Huaian in the south.
If Nanrong Huai'an wants to control itself, it will definitely control it very well.
If Feng Sufei had not experienced the tyranny and craziness of Nanrong Huai'an before, he really thought that Nanrong Huai'an's ascetic system would have thought that he did not dye the world of mortals.
Feng Sufei anxiously looks at Nanrong Huai'an and pulls away his bathrobe. "Huai'an, I feel sick..."
She was eager to prove something.
In fact, the self-control of Nanrong Huai'an has been hollowed out.
For Nanrong Huai'an, he has no self-control in front of his beloved woman.
Feng Sufei bows to be closer to him.
Nanrong Huai'an's breath almost revealed his mood. He grabbed Feng Sufei's hand and said, "Sufei, don't make any noise Stop playing... "
"I didn't play."
Feng Sufei said, biting her lip. She wanted to know. Maybe at the beginning, she just wanted to prove something and know the feelings of Nanrong Huai'an.
Then this meeting, she is passionate, she is eager to
Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an seriously and said: "Huai'an, I admit, I got off the plane and saw my sister. I forgot everyone and ignored everyone. Maybe you will blame me. Maybe you think my feelings for you are not deep enough
But, it's not like this, it's because I used to be delirious, just like a child of several years old. However, every time my sister would hold my hand and protect me
As long as it is my sister holding my hand, I have come back to that time in a trance, carefree, protected by my sister
These years, my sister is very hard, she is my close relatives, it is very important... "
Speaking of this, Feng Sufei's throat choked, "but Huai'an, you are also very important, you are love, sister is family, not the same."