Chapter 1439: Ruin Sanguan

In this moment of work, Fang Xiyan has already inferred a dog-blooded family ethical drama based on the information he has. Increasing sympathy for the wind day--
The child's shadow seemed to flash before him, and he sighed secretly. The child didn't know where he went again? He shouldn't have been angry with him at the beginning, and once promised to take care of him for a lifetime, he soon broke his word ...
She was a little bit dreamy, and Feng Xiaoxun's arm suddenly rested on her shoulder, and smiled gently: "What do you think again?
His warm breath almost blew her ears, and Fang Xiyan bumped her heart, only to find that he didn't know when to sit side by side with her, and looked at her with a smile, a pair of eyes shining brightly, like a gem, Evil charm and deep.
She coughed and moved quietly: "That-you don't care about him?"
Feng Xiaoxun almost wanted to laugh. Does he need to worry about himself?
His eyes narrowed and he embraced her waist again: "Oh, there is nothing to worry about. I only think of you as one." He said without a blush, and lifted the bowl of soup in hand: "喏This soup is going to be cold, drink it quickly. "He couldn't help but lean closer to her lips, threatened in a low voice:" You can push back and forth, and be careful that I feed you in a special way. "
There was a hint of ambiguity in his low magnetic voice. With her arms tightly against her waist, the temperature of the skin was transmitted through the thin cloth, and his body temperature was slightly higher.
Fang Xiyan slightly frowned, and sighed, "I'll do it myself." Take the bowl.
Feng Xiaoxun seemed a bit regretful, but she also let go of her: "This is good. Drink it!"
Fang Xiyan paused, and suddenly pursed her mouth, and looked at him with a smile: "Let me drink, but you have to accompany me!" Her voice was crisp and her eyes were like water, with a hint of coquettishness Means.
Feng Xiaoxun moved in his heart: "How to accompany me? I can't drink this soup."
"I drink soup, do you drink a bar? Dare you fight with me?" Fang Xiyan remembered a new trick.
Feng Xiaoxun's eyes flickered, and he laughed: "What's so daunting ?! It's better than it. You take a sip of soup, how about a sip of wine?"
Fang Xiyan snorted: "No, that soup is harder to drink than wine. I have to drink three soups to change your wine!"
Feng Xiaoxun didn't care: "Okay, just do what you mean."
He had a good body without being drunk with a thousand cups, and even if the girl drank all the pot of soup, he would only have to drink two jars of wine.
To him, trivial!
As long as he can coax her to drink all the soup, it doesn't matter if he drinks two more altars.