Chapter 241: Misplaced

"Beauty, I really don't know, master, what can I do badly and provoke you again." Feng Chen really did not understand what was causing Fan Ruoxi.
What do I do on my own, don't I know? Generally speaking, this sentence does not often appear after a man is drunk and what happens to a woman, and then the man puts on his pants and does not admit his account. Generally, it does not appear in this link.
Frustrated herself and Chen Ruolin, she knows?
"Hmm, have you done it in your own heart, haven't you done something in your own heart? Miss Ben is hungry and wants to eat your food. You can take care of yourself." Seeing Feng Chen's face, Fan Ruoxi laughed in his heart, but the expression on his face didn't seem to let off Feng Chen.
"Success, Master will show you a good hand tonight." Seeing Fan Ruoxi turned the page, Feng Chen no longer tangled in the topic just now, lest you find some uncomfortable.
Feng Chen's mind moved, and suddenly, a small sword the size of a dagger appeared in front of Feng Chen's chest, his body shone with cold light.
"Why do you take the knife out?" Anyway, for Fan Fengxi's ability, Fan Ruoxi was surprised, but Feng Chen really took her by surprise.
"Hey, this is not a knife. This is the flying sword I made in Jinzhou. This is a serious flying sword. The sword is called Luo Yu." Feng Chen said with a smile on his face, proud of Zhao Fanruoxi.
"Give Lao Tzu a little bit, don't make trouble!" After Feng Chen's words dropped, watching the falling feather Feijian was about to send out a sword sound, Feng Chen quickly yelled at the falling feather Feijian.
"Let's go, Xiao Ye let you feel the feeling of a real flying sword, and by the way let you taste what it feels like to rush up to the sky." The smile on Feng Chen's face was a bit low, and she looked at Fan Ruoxi with a sullen look.
Suddenly, Fan Ruoxi's pretty face blushed. What made me taste the feeling of rushing to the sky? How this resembles that?
"Shameless, indecent, hooligan."
"Cough, Fan Mei, you think too much." Feng Chen coughed a few times and spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.
The office window was opened by a dust seal, and a ring finger was hit. The sword body of the falling feather shook, changing from the size of a dagger to a two-meter-long and one-meter-wide sword. Holding Fan Ruoxi's hand, he gently moved it into his arms. Fan Ruoxi came to Feng Chen's arms.
Fan Ruoxi's hair and body scent, Feng Chen smelled a few more mouthfuls, some of them fascinated, want to get into trouble.
"This chick, one day, the master must have done you." Feng Chen said secretly in his heart, and then took a deep breath, whispered in front of Fan Ruoxi's ears and whispered "Beautiful lady, stand still!"
Feng Chen's voice dropped, a white light flashed, and the two had disappeared into the office.
"How's it going to be up to the sky? It's cool!"
The two stood on the falling feather flying sword, rushed into the air, crossed the sky, and Feng Chen put his hands on Fan Ruoxi's waist, joking towards her.
Fan Ruoxi felt the strong male spirit coming from behind him, and his straight and beautiful brows frowned. Then he said, "You have hurt my hands, put it down."
"Oh, okay!" Feng Chenmune nodded, and then a happy heart.
Secretly said in his heart: Hey, sir, I put it down, don't I just put it on your ass? I'm afraid it's not good, anyway, you asked me to put it, it doesn't matter to me.
Feng Chen loosened his hands, and then his natural hands slid down.
Suddenly, Feng Chen's hands can clearly feel how wonderful this feeling is, this feel, this size, this fullness, hesitate, there is no one.
Fantastic and comfortable feel made Feng Chen inadvertently use a little force in his hands, pinching Fan Ruoxi.
"Feng Chen, you bastard, where did you put your hands? Enough touch? Haven't you taken it off yet?" Fan Ruoxi felt the strange feeling uploaded by his butt, who else could it be except Feng Chen, the bastard? Especially this guy also squeezed a hand, thinking of this, Fan Ruoxi face flushed, without anger.
"Do n’t you let me put it down? Did I put it in the wrong place? Blame me, let's talk, you let me go down and I go down, you let me take it away and I take it away, am I not too shameless? Anyway, this time is better than the first time. "
Feng Chen, a dead pig, is not afraid of boiled water and plays a rogue, anyway, it is not easy to encounter this opportunity. It is a fool to not take advantage of it.
"Shameless." Fan Ruoxi blushed and scowled.
"Don't move, Fan Mei, I don't know how to twiddle like this. In case we fall down, it will really become a mess."
Since Feng Chen was unwilling to take his hands away, Fan Ruoxi had to twist it over, but unexpectedly, no matter how he twisted, Feng Chen's two big hands never left, sticking dead.
"This is getting better and better." Since he can't escape the dust-claw, he can only accept it.
Isn't there a famous saying: Since you can't resist, then enjoy it.
Think of the first time when this took himself to fly, he had a lot of time for that stuff, this time it was the hand, so bear with it. Fan Ruoxi kept comforting herself.
Flying all the way into the thick dark clouds, a vast expanse of dark clouds, nothing can be seen.
The two were speechless along the way, and Fan Ruoxi was too lazy to deal with the asshole.
But Feng Chen was extremely happy. He rested his head on Fan Ruoxi's shoulders, but his hands did not stop, nor did he stop. Never left that place.
The falling rain flying sword continued to climb, and passed through the thick dark clouds, and came to the mid-air.
In mid-air, the night scene and dark clouds can't be seen at a glance. The waves are magnificent and fascinating.
"Stand firmly, and we will be home soon."
After Feng Chen finished speaking, she felt a tightness in her waist. Feng Chen's hands left from her own place, and she stretched her arms around her waist and held her in her arms.
Feijian rushed straight down from the sky, dragging two people hugging each other behind, drawing a shallow light line under the hazy sky.
Afterwards, Feng Chen's mind was released, and the true body of the protector was released, and a faint halo covered the two.
Feng Chen's heart controlled the falling feather flying sword, and then slowly fell to the rooftop of the villa's living room.
Fan Ruoxi felt that his feet finally landed, released his hands and stood up, and quickly broke away from the of Feng Chen, but it was a puppet and fell towards Feng Chen.
Afterwards, Feng Chen's ill hand quickly stretched out his hands and took Fan Ruoxi to his arms.
For a time, the four eyes were facing each other, there was no sound around, and surprisingly there was no sound of wind. Then, slowly, the sound of breathing of both people passed into each other's ears.
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