Fengyun swallowed her saliva lightly and suddenly felt that her "xianggong" was simply delicious.

The beautiful collarbone with a white neck and the looming chest along the gap in the collar were a purgatory for her.
She withdrew her eyes and shook her head to sober herself up.
What’s wrong with yourself? From the moment she broke into the mother-in-law hospital and saw Xiao Linchu’s Uber, there was something wrong with her.
Woo hoo …
She must have watched too much, and she was attracted to Xiao Linchu.
She put the brush on her cheek and rubbed it hard.
Fengyun, calm down. You must not become Xiao Linchu’s unhappy birds and animals.
Take a deep breath and then take a deep breath. She tried to get rid of Xiao Linchu’s charm in her mind.
Fengyun light doing fierce ideological struggle Xiao Linchu is his eyebrows gave her a look, this girl can bear it.
Put it aside, Xiao Linchu’s lazy head is dyed with ink, and there are a few strands hanging on his jade cheek. The low magnetic sound is quietly elegant. "Fengyun gently pours me a cup of tea-"
Feng Yun gave Xiao Linchu a light look back "Oh" and quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it over.
Her face is reddish and thinner than her forehead, and her sweat and purples are seductive.
Gawking at Xiao Linchu by the bed, he took the teacup with one hand, bowed his head, drank chicken clouds, and his heart beat violently than before.
She watched his thin lip stained with a drop of water, and the stunning appearance made her in high spirits.
I really want to kiss the water drops off his thin lips …
She moved her lips as if every breath was like a flame, and the temperature kept staring at his lips for a moment. She murmured, "I think I want you …"
She was short of breath and felt her heart jump out of her chest.
Xiao Linchu raised his eyes and threw a fan-shaped shadow on his white eyelids. As his eyelashes moved, the fan-shaped shadow swept by as if a row of soft brushes had brushed Feng Yun’s light heart.
"What do you want from me?" Xiao Linchu quietly looked at her eyes light is gentle.
"I want the teacup in your hand!" Fengyun gently stretched out his hand and took the teacup, then helped him pull up his collar and pulled it up. "You cover it better and don’t catch cold …"
She took a deep breath and then took a deep breath and walked away with the teacup.
It’s no wonder that Xiao Liancheng wants to post it when she sees a woman. It turns out that she is obscene and watches too much.
Xiao Linchu stared at her back and turned supercilious look.
When really a stupid hopeless girl …
This night, both of them slept very uneasily. It was stupid for one to pretend to be the other. They tossed and turned.
In the middle of the night, the mottled white shadow in front of the frosty bed makes Fengyun light and utterly confused.
She looked back at Xiao Linchu. Xiao Linchu turned his back on her and didn’t respond at all.
Doesn’t this guy usually sleep with her?
Pouring her mouth, Fengyun turned around and poked his waist with her finger.
The first time I poked him, he didn’t respond. Once again, he still didn’t respond, which increased the strength. Her finger was finally held in his hand.
He was sober but gnashed his teeth. "Do you want to die?"
Fengyun gently bulged her mouth. "Don’t pretend. I know you can’t sleep either!"
She leaned close to him. "Turn around and I’ll tell you a story, okay?"
He ignored her, but he didn’t turn around, which means holding her finger and vigorously encircling her whole little hand into the palm of his hand.
Toughness made her hold herself from behind, and her cheek was pressed against his back and she yawned delicately.
"Once upon a time, there were two crows in the tree, a male and a female. When they saw the tree wolf chasing the lamb, what did the female crow say?" Fengyun light continue to yawn and close your eyes in a daze.
Can’t wait for Xiao Linchu’s answer. Feng Yun leans against his back with a low voice, almost like talking. "The female crow said that the sheep died …"
Xiao Linchu frowns. What is this messy story? Obviously, he didn’t understand Feng Yun’s hint.
Holding her hand, he whispered, "Do you want Yunqing?"
Behind him, Feng Yun breathed lightly and evenly. He turned to look at her. She had fallen asleep, and the saliva stained his back.
The first time he didn’t dislike her saliva, he quietly looked at her white and delicate face in the moonlight.
Although she is a beauty, she is definitely not to the point of being truly beautiful.