Chapter 1728: Satyr, big satyr

Will someone really keep guarding her?
She was very scared, and one day she was alone again.
"of course it's true."
Mo An unexpectedly doubted what he said, which made Feng Yi a little angry and pinched her little nose heavily.
"pain!"
Mo An shrank his neck in pain, and patted his hand openly.
"Remember from now on, what I have said must be counted. Don't question my words!"
Feng Yi's hand that was slapped away was raised again, and changed to pinching her chin, forcing her to look at him.
This sentence, Feng Yi's tone was deliberately heavier, emphasizing that she must remember.
"……I remember."
Seeing his serious look, Mo An's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded shyly with his mouth pursed.
The heartbeat is so fast, it is almost like jumping out of the chest.
Feng Yi looked at her shy little appearance, and her heart became restless again.
The tofu was right in front of him, and he leaned forward and pecked her lips in accordance with the principle of not eating white.
"Brother Yi!"
Mo An's melon seeds flushed instantly, he gave him a charming look and quickly retracted his gaze.
No one is like this, this is too rogue.
"What do you want me to do?"
Seeing her so nonchalant, Feng Yi became more and more amused instead.
"Pervert, pervert!"
Mo An, who was embarrassed, glared at him again and raised his foot to leave.
"where to?"
Feng Yi stopped her as soon as he stretched out his hand, and brought it into his arms.
"Retouching makeup, didn't you say that my lipstick was worn out?"
His back slammed into his thick chest. Although he couldn't see her face, Mo An lowered his head in shame.
The feeling now is different from before.
Although the two were also close before, she could still pretend not to understand.
But now that both kisses and kisses are kissed, it feels ambiguous.
"I'll help you make up."
Feng Yi bent over and hugged her up.
"what……"
Unexpectedly, Mo An was so frightened that he screamed, and quickly grabbed his neck.
Feng Yi glanced at her, and the smile on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes became stronger.
He directly hugged her to the dressing table and sat down, and picked up a lipstick on the table: "Is this this one?"
"No, it's this one."
Mo An shook his head and picked up another pink lipstick.
The one he took was only the big red one, she basically didn't use it.
The color is too gorgeous, she is still young, and it feels too mature to be painted.
Mo An's face was still hot, she was about to apply the lipstick.
"Hold on."
Feng Yi suddenly gave a cold cry, making Mo An's hands tremble.
Mo An sat on the table, Feng Yi took the lipstick from her hand with his right hand, raised her chin with his left hand, and helped her apply lipstick with a focused look.
"..."
Mo An opened his lips slightly, letting him put on makeup, seemingly shy and charming.
When Feng Yi looked at her small, well-behaved appearance, his mind began to fluctuate again.
Her lips were slightly swollen after being ravaged by him just now, and after applying pink and tender lipstick, they became even more pink.
Feng Yi condensed her lips, and when he saw her pursing her lips shyly, he turned his head to kiss again.
‘Boom~’ An ambiguous sound rang in the room instantly.
"Brother Yi, lipstick is poisonous, don't eat it all the time."
Mo An's shoulders shrank again, and she pushed him charmingly.
Why are you so rascal.
"Don't paint it if it is poisonous."
Feng Yi said he was going to smoke a tissue to wipe off her lipstick.
It looks good without lipstick anyway, so I don’t have to dress up so beautifully and show it to other men.
"Brother Yi, don't make trouble, I want to accompany the bride."
Mo An took the opportunity to jump off the dressing table and ran out as if to escape.