Chapter 1631: Feng Feng's dusty memories (15)

Qiao Yaruan watched him leave leaving, his mouth twitched slightly, then entered the master bedroom and locked the door with satisfaction.
"Hey, what are you doing to lock the door?" Feng Feng said unhappyly.
"Anti-wolf." Qiao Yaruan said as he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Feng Feng: "..."
Have you seen his handsome wolf?
Feng Feng turned to the guest room, still thinking about climbing the window in the middle of the night, thinking that it would be enough to lock the door?
Sure enough, Qiao Yaruan came out of the shower and saw the man lying on her bed.
Qiao Yaruan wiped her hair as she looked at the locked door and the closed window.
"Don't watch, your man will smash the ground." Feng Feng said proudly.
Qiao Yaruan directly fell on him with the towel in his hand, then reached out: "Give me the key."
Feng Feng blinked and looked at her innocently: "What key?"
Qiao Yaruan jumped directly to bed, then sat around his waist to find his spare key.
"Are you stupid as a sister? Give me the key quickly." Qiao Yaruan said, and went to find the key in his hand.
Qiao Yaruan has a problem. After bathing, she doesn't like to wear small , so she is now wearing only a nightdress. Sitting in this way, Feng Feng rippling instantly.
Feng Feng raised the key in his hand high, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. When Qiao Yaruan reached out to pick it up, he suddenly threw the key to the door, and then he held Qiao Yaruan's wrist in his hand, turned over and pressed the person Under the body.
"You deliberately seduce me." Feng Feng accused, but the big hand directly covered the place he always yearned for.
"Hmm--" Qiao Yaruan opened her eyes suddenly, her legs tightened, but she just caught her hands inside.
"Can't wait so much? I won't leave, rest assured." Feng Feng smiled, with a bit of evil charm, and his actions were a little more.
Qiao Yaruan squeezed his lips tightly, not letting himself make a sound, "Let me go."
His hands were too sensitive for her position.
"How to put it?" Feng Feng whispered in her ear. "You hold me."
Qiao Yaruan: "..."
Nima, this man is definitely intentional.
Qiao Yaruan looked at him with precaution, slowly loosening his tightly closed legs, "Come out."
Feng Feng's mouth was slightly hooked, but there was a gleam of light in his eyes.
"Rely on-Fengfeng, your uncle, it hurts." Qiao Yaruan only felt a flower in front of her, and before she saw how the person on her body was moving, she was filled with someone fiercely.
This feeling is comparable to the first time only for three people three years ago.
Qiao Yaruan's tears were hurting, which hurt more than when she was training.
Feng Feng also froze for a moment, as if I did not expect it to be so smooth.
"It hurts?" Feng Feng muttered to himself, as if distressed, and as if he was struggling to come out.
"Your uncle, come out soon, it hurts me." Qiao Yaruan hurt so badly that he kept kicking his legs, as if to kick someone away.
But this feeling was too perfect for Feng Feng, how he was willing to leave.
Feng Feng stretched his hands over the quilt, completely covering the two, and whispered in her ear to comfort him: "Wait a minute, wait a minute."
"Wait for your uncle, ah-don't move."
"It's you that don't move, and the little master is uncomfortable. You relax, and what do you do when you break the little master?"
"Are you coming out for your mother?"

The sound in the bedroom was constant, louder than louder.
Yu Ma looked at the fruit plate in her hand and sighed slightly, "I'm just here to deliver fruit."
However, it looks like it is unnecessary.