Chapter 271: Because I like warmth, 75

The number of warmth raised his head and asked him: "Would you like to see?"
晟 Thousands of ink gently shook his head, his look was dull, as if it didn't matter.
The number of warmth met, "Oh", and then pulled down the paper, huddled and threw it out.
"Come back home."
Painting booth brother: "..."
Who can tell him why such a singular girl who looks at the clever and arrogant character is so arrogant?
After painting for a long time, throw it and throw it, so I can teach people to appreciate it!
A few warmths waited for a thousand inks, but they walked ahead.
Thousands of inks were to keep up, but Yu Guang’s meal ended with a scalp picking up the paper ball that she had thrown on the ground.
He slowly opened, and he was greeted with -
A man in a shirt sitting on a horse.
Behind him is the snow, his face is still and cold after the battlefield, but it is rare to have a touch of gentleness.
Like the first drop of spring water in the Wannian glaciers.
It is his own appearance.
It was the shirt that he wore when he first saw her.
Warm, what did you paint?
Sweetheart.
晟 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨"Let me down..."
Not only did he not let go, but he also directly put people on the corner of the street and kissed her lips fiercely.
His tongue was strong and savagely wrapped around her, plundering her breathing is not enough, but also occupying every corner of her.
The number of warmth was numb by his dear mouth, and the small mouth occasionally gave a soft, soft sound, and the corners of his eyes were wet, as if it contained a watery mist, and it was tempting.
After a short time, Qian Qianmo finally recovered a little rationality, slightly let go of her, and gasped and looked down and clutched her blind voice with her eyes. "Children are kings, right?"
The number of warmth was eaten by his savage eyes, and the calf hanging on his waist was soft, but he still had a bit of coziness, his lips moist, and he said with the sound of water vapor: "No..."
Thousands of inks bite her lips, and the breath is thicker. "It is the king."
This time is the calm tone used.
"No..."
"Yes."
"...the legs are sour, let me down." A few breathless and breathing, intend to transfer the topic.
晟 墨 墨 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不
"It’s a child who warms up and has nothing to do with the prince..."
Qian Qianmo actually topped her with her lower body through her clothes. Some of her suffocating and eyes were light and her voice was low.
The number of warmth felt that the giant thing across the clothes cloth was at the top `getting her, and the little face was hotter at the moment, "anyway...not..."
I don’t have much to say, I’m holding her to find a doctor.
The doctor in yesterday was a few warm-hearted people who had to go to the government to give a few warm strokes every day. Naturally, they were heading for the warmth, and Qian Qianchen went directly to the city to find a drug shop.
"It’s already in the early three months of pregnancy. How do you be a husband, you don’t even know if your wife is pregnant...

Looking at the number of warmth sitting at the table, the eyes were gentle and messy. "It’s not enough for the husband."
A few warm feet bite the lip and stand up, turn around and run.
What is a husband...
shameless.
Who wants to marry him.