Chapter 1920: Feng Feng Fur: Why are there so many peach blossoms? (four)

"What's wrong? Who is like your perverts? Is one plus one equal to one wrong? Is one plus one equal to three wrong? Do you know what we call Dazhi Ruoyu, you are smart and not foolish? That step! "Shui Anluo snorted, got up holding Xiaomianmian," Let's go, let's go to dinner and ignore them. "
Baby:"……"
Chu Cuiyi: "..."
Three little farts: "..."
Very good, very reasonable, no problem.
Chu Cuiyi coughed, "Go wash your hands and eat."
It seems that I messed up my daughter-in-law.
This is a crushing battle from IQ, not a confrontation.
The little baby packed up the workbook, got up and patted Daddy's shoulders sympathetically, and then took his brother and sister to wash their hands.
Chu Qiyi raised his eyebrows. Where did this sympathy come from, didn't he think he was worthy of sympathy?
On the opposite side, Fengfeng did not stop from entering the door, and continued from the door to the living room, then from the living room to the kitchen. After drinking water, the battle continued until the middle of the night, the two men ceased fighting in bed.
Feng Feng was lying on the bed, and there was a wife-in-law who was a soldier. The only good thing was her physical strength. Feng Feng secretly rubbed, and the two of them certainly did not enjoy themselves in this area.
Many years later, when Feng Feng came up with this theory, he was beaten to by a word of Chu Niyi: We can hold my wife every day, how about you?
What's the use of one time at a time, people can pop every day, but he and Qiao Yaruan, either he is busy filming, or she can't come back in the army, and it's common to see her for months.
Since then, Feng Feng has never been better.
Qiao Yaruan took a deep breath to ease his emotions. The man was so powerful that she couldn't close her legs at the moment.
"Go pick it up." Qiao Yaruan said hoarsely, trying to reach out and kick him, but he lost all his strength.
Feng Feng turned to her side and looked at the sweaty woman around her. "I will pick you up tomorrow, but you have no energy to watch today."
Qiao Yaruan glanced away, Feng Feng smiled proudly, supported his head with one hand, put her hand in the quilt, and her chest.
Qiao Yaruan continued to stare at him, Feng Feng smiled as if he stole the fishy cat, "make up for the night of your cave house, rest well, and continue fighting."
"Battle your sister." Qiao Yaruan yelled, did the man kill her?
"Your sister is fighting, my brother is fighting." Feng Feng whispered in her ear.
Qiao Yaruan: "..."
"Don't make trouble, it hurts." When Feng Feng's big hand slipped down to a certain place, Qiao Yaruan flinched a bit, took a breath, and said with a deep voice.
Does this man know how hard and hard he hits?
In the next month, she didn't want to see the man in bed.
Feng Feng frowned. Seeing that she was not pretending, "Hurt?" Feng Feng said, and he had to lift the quilt to see.
"Go away, go away." Qiao Yaruan ignored the pain in his body and hurriedly reached out to push him, this face.
Feng Feng reached out and took her hand, and slipped her lips. "What are you afraid of? I haven't seen it yet. I'm still kissing."
Qiao Yaruan reached out and covered his head with a quilt. "Get off—"
This sound absolutely used all her strength.
However, the quilt was full of their favorite taste, so Qiao Yaruan quickly extended his head again.
Feng Feng laughed even more joyfully. He reached out and took the ointment out of the drawer. "If you're not sleepy, I'll tell you something." Feng Feng said, despite her shoves, reaching out to help her apply medicine.
Qiao Yaruan pursed her lips, holding on to the overflowing voice, so tired that she was dead, but not sleepy.