Chapter 1339: Young handsome fiancee

"Can't wait so much? Ask Lao Tzu to satisfy you."
Yan Song raised his head and bit his chin.
As soon as I sipped, my blood filled my mouth.
Such a painful and irritating Shi Yan groaned, but his movement was more rapid.
It's almost like a beast that only smells bloody, and it's more fierce and powerful.
I was so tossed early in the morning, exhausted.
During breakfast, naturally, there was no way to be a demon. She was embraced by Shi Yun and obediently fed.
Shi Yan feeds and feeds, and he laughs: "Jiang Xiaofeng, does your little white face feed you like this? I heard that women in the new era pay attention to gender equality. How are you equal with him? Huh?"
Yan Ge rolled his eyes and squinted at him: "Are you ill, you? Ask such boring things."
Shi Yan poked the spoon into the mouth of the song, and at the end two more times: "Is it boring? I thought equality between men and women was a big deal for you."
Without waiting for the song to respond, he asked again, "Are you guys chatting purely under the covers while you are not sleeping together? His mouth is quite cowardly. Pure chat can also chat you up to death, even for me Bed. "
Yange was so angry that he bit his finger. He didn't hide, leaving Yange to bite.
As soon as Yange's lips were loose, his fingers poked into Yange's mouth.
He squinted, staring at Yan Ge's crimson cheeks angry and angry, and slowly swiping her fingers in her mouth: "What are you smelling my fingers?"
The words couldn't be turned, and they couldn't speak, so they had to bite his fingers and stared at him angrily.
Shi Yan leaned closer to the song and whispered, "I just poked you where you didn't wash your hands. Isn't your finger strong?"
Yan Ge heard nothing but stared at him blankly.
Shi Yan looked at the expression on Yange and confirmed that she really had no plans to jump.
So boringly retracted his fingers and fed Yange with porridge again.
His movements were not gentle at all, and the posture of feeding was no different from putting things in his mouth.
Yange was tolerable before, but now it is intolerable.
She suddenly raised her hand and knocked over the bowl in Shiyan's hand, and hurried toward the bathroom.
His mouth twitched and he had a splitting headache.
Shi Yan leaned against the door frame with his arms in his arms, and stared coldly at Yan Ge: "Just kidding, aren't you serious?"
Yan Ge said nothing, she vomited for a while, and vomited all the porridge he drank.
He leaned up against the wall, holding his forehead in one hand.
Her face was pale, almost as if she had faded a layer of rouge, not only her face, but also the sweat dripping from her neck.
And the body is still trembling.
After learning about it, Shi Yan finally realized that the words were wrong: "What? Don't say that your vomiting bile has come out, you are paralyzed!"
Although the words were cold, people strode forward and hugged the words.
Yan Song's eyes were closed tightly, and her eyelashes were trembling.
Shi Yan hugged her and realized that the nightgown on her was soaked with her sweat.
"What's the matter with you?" His voice was flat, and he even took a bit of suffocation. "Don't tell me that you can't eat and drink with him. It's bad for stomach, liver, heart disease."
"Damn!" He went out and put the song on the bed. When he went to call, he lifted his feet and stung him. "I'll kill him now."
Yan Song pressed on the phone, making him unable to dial out.
She tangled around him softly and hugged his waist.