Chapter 1597: Everest Little (17)

Qiao Yaruan looked at the back of his departure. He loves to read so much, and taking care of children is even easier than her. He must love children.
It's a pity that their little ones don't have this blessing.
"Fengfeng, I can't come back, just let me feel uncomfortable alone." Qiao Yaruan said in a low voice.
Feng Feng returned quickly, holding fruit in his hand, and a pheasant.
Qiao Yaruan blinked, catching the fruit lost by Feng Feng, and then began to deal with the pheasant in his hand.
"Your hands don't hurt, let me." Qiao Yaruan said, reaching out to get it.
Feng Feng looked up, glanced at her with resentment, and then turned his back and ignored her.
Qiao Yaruan: "..."
Ah, brother, are you angry?
Before the marriage was over, I was thinking about getting angry for the child, and this man was enough.
Qiao Yaruan turned to him again, Feng Feng turned his back on her again.
After doing this a few times, the wild pheasant has not been dealt with, and Feng Feng is angry.
"What?" Feng Feng said angrily.
"Hmm--" Qiao Yaruan couldn't help laughing, squatting down to prevent him from turning his back to himself again. Since this man was an enthusiast, why should he use his anger to occupy their next time.
Qiao Yaruan smiled, Feng Feng's earlobe turned red with the speed he could see.
"What a laugh, it's so ugly," Feng Feng said in a desperate manner.
Qiao Yaruan reached out and took the wild pheasant in his hand, handled it neatly, and then looked around, "Will the roast attract people?"
"No, they have gone out the right way long ago." Feng Feng said, and began to find a branch of fire.
Qiao Yaruan looked at the tree branch on Fengfeng, slightly supporting his chin. "Really angry?"
"Humph--"
"Why is your big man so stingy." She's not angry yet. What is this manly?
"What happened to the big man? You are depriving me of my right to be a father. Am I still angry?" Feng Feng gritted his teeth and said.
"There are more children in the world, and I want you to-oh-" Qiao Yaruan's words weren't finished, he was directly held by Feng Feng's neck, and kissed fiercely.
He was overbearing and kissed with fire, it was not a kiss, it could be said to be a bite.
Qiao Yaruan struggled a few times, but he was more and more suppressed by him. Considering the wound on his hand, Qiao Yaruan had no choice but to let him send out this anger.
Feng Feng kissed fiercely at last and pressed the person directly to the ground, her body pressing tightly on her.
When Qiao Yaruan thought he would be strangled by him, Feng Feng finally released the person, and then his forehead was against her, and he kept breathing and didn't open his mouth.
Qiao Yaruan was also trying to calm his emotions, and then he said, "You care so much?"
"I only have you as a woman. Are you afraid to say that kind of thing?" Feng Feng said with red eyes.
Qiao Ya Ruan wanted to laugh, but the tip of his nose was sour.
The man was angry only because he made a joke.
What could be more exciting than a man's intentions on himself?
So, if that's the case, why should she waste a lot of time between the two with awkward time.
What's more, there are too many problems around them that have not been resolved.
Qiao Yaruan stretched his hands around his neck and whispered in her ear and said, "Fengfeng, you didn't ignite."