Chapter 48: How about turning on the lights?

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"Li Xin, why did the electricity suddenly stop?" Xue Luo discerned from the vicissitudes of vicissitudes that it was Feng Lixin.
The endless darkness made her more afraid. However, the timely appearance of 'Feng Lixin' calmed Snowfall a lot. It was only in this environment that Xue Luo was very nervous about ‘Feng Lixin’.
"I'm afraid you can see that my face is tense, and let the housekeeper Mo shut off the power in the room." Feng Xinglang posted very close, so close that he could clearly feel the woman trembling slightly in his arms. The shivering, slender body nestled in his arms, very docile.
"Li Xin, I'm not afraid ..." Xue Luo murmured. It seemed that such darkness made her more nervous. "Will you let Mo butler turn on the lights? I'm not afraid of your looks anymore."
"It's better to be black ... this way is more hazy and beautiful!" Feng Xinglang's low hissing, the heat in his mouth like a swimming dragon, gently sprayed on the white and thin cheek of Xue Luo, breeding More affection.
Feng Xinglang certainly hopes that the black spots are good, because this will make it easier for him to do whatever he wants. He had already taken off the dull and suffocating leather goods, leaving only props on his vocal cords and hands to facilitate his further crimes. Because his hands would touch her, and his voice could be recognized by her. So the cover of these two places can not be less!
As for why Feng Xinglang did not show up in Xueluo with his true face, it is unknown. Maybe this way, it can inspire the most primitive feelings in his man's body. He enjoyed the process even more.
Unexpectedly, Xue Luo would even reach out and touch his face. "Li Xin, I don't really fear you anymore. If you don't believe me, I can hold your face."
In the darkness, feeling that Xue Luo reached out to touch his face, Feng Xinglang grasped the pair of small hands that Xue Luo was groping for.
"Don't move!" Feng Xinglang scolded, "I have a small hobby. Remember, when you do with me, don't look at me, don't hold me, or even kiss me! Turn your face away, as long as Quiet, obedient, lie down! "
In the darkness, Xue Luo was choked by Feng Xinglang's harsh reprimand. She slowly retracted her hand to reach over and touch his face.
"Just lay down quietly? Feng Lixin, what do you think of me? Inflatable wife?" Xue Luo's heart was painful.
"This is my personal hobby! Marry a husband! Since you married me, you must cater to my hobby!" Feng Xinglang did not like women's concubines.
"But I don't want to cater to these hobbies of yours!" Xue Luo insisted on struggling to fetter Kaifeng Xinglang's restraint, and once again softly wanted to negotiate with Feng Xinglang: "I really don't fear you, can you turn on the light?
"Not good!" Feng Xinglang gave a cold cry, and drove Xue Luo's body towards the big bed behind her. "Spring Festival is worth a thousand bucks, we don't waste any more time!"
Feng Xinglang had Xueluo's back to him, so that when she pressed on her, she could avoid touching her. And Xue Luo's hands were held by his pillow with one hand, and he couldn't move at all.
Xue Luo was wearing pajamas, and with a slight stun, her wonderful figure appeared under Feng Xinglang. So he began to squeeze the air between her and his body with his strong physique. Feng Xinglang did not return his clothes, so this squeezing would not make Xue Luo feel that the skin close to her strong physique was intact.
"Li Xin ... Don't do this ... I'm uncomfortable!" Such a posture really made Xue Luo extremely uncomfortable.
She remembered Xia Yishu's words coldly: Feng Lixin's state of mind was distorted because she was burned beyond recognition by the fire, and then he wanted to break the mushroom woman?
Isn't he being treated like this when he is being treated like this?
"You'll be comfortable in a few moments!" The man's voice was extremely enchanting. Xue Luo heard another blushing heartbeat.
Xueluo knew that as a wife, she couldn't resist her husband's needs too much. But she really didn't want to give him her first time under such forced circumstances! In a woman's life, this last line of defense is not only a transformation from a girl to a woman, but also a symbol of innocence in this life. It is even more precious!
"Li Xin ... Don't do this to me, OK? Give me some time to slowly accept you." Xue Luo's eyes were rosy, and she really didn't want to give herself to this man in such a muddled way.
"Shut up! How many times have you said: Don't call me Lixin! Call my husband!" Feng Xinglang snapped. As a punishment, he bite on Xueluo's smooth, smooth back.
"Ah!" Xue Luo found a miserable scream. With a single sound, she clenched her teeth and stopped making any noise.
She clearly felt that there was a gentle brush, which was drawing along her neck, drawing the curves on her body, passing her back; one inch by one inch, a small, small flame was falling. . Snow fell felt, it was a man's kiss.
Suddenly, Xue Luo felt that there was something hot in her body coming out of a place that was ashamed of her teeth. Judging by the experience of Xue Luo for seven or eight years, that is a kind of thing called 'auntie'!
"Stop ... Stop now!" Xue Luo hurriedly exclaimed again.
"No matter how loud you are, you must fulfill your wife's duty tonight!" Feng Xinglang said fiercely. And his body has grown to the point where he cannot control himself. Just like the arrow on the string, had to send.
"Li Xin ... husband, I'm here ... I'm here for a holiday." Xue Luo murmured a little with embarrassment.
"..." In the darkness, Feng Xinglang's handsome face was cold enough to shave a layer of ice. He didn't believe he would be so unlucky! He is more willing to believe that women are so naive and low-level lies to avoid their wife's obligations.
"I'm really here for a holiday ... don't lie to you!" Shuangcong uncomfortably oppressed the snow and she almost cried.
Facts speak louder than words. Feng Xinglang's verified palm touched the past ... so, he really touched something different from water.
Feng Xinglang in the dark, in addition to Xuan Han with a thousand-year-old ice-like face, can not really attack.
An angry roll over, Feng Xing Lang Jianbu left the wedding room. He's not hungry enough to start with a woman who has a holiday!
The crystal light turned on again, and dazzled the festive wedding room.
Xue Luo couldn't adapt to blocking the stabbing lights with her hand, and found that 'Feng Lixin' had left.
In fact, in addition to being ashamed and embarrassed at the time, Xue Luo was still a little bit puzzled at the bottom of her heart: Is Feng Lixin's condition better now that she can use violence against her wife? Because the strength of Feng Lixin just now is far from being able to compete with her.
But at the time, Xue Luo had no time to think about it carefully, and she was ashamed of herself by her own print on the sheets.
She quickly got up and started looking for sanitary napkins in the room. But I searched the whole room, and finally I found a thin pad in my handbag and put it on first.