Before the Male God Blackened

In the next few months, the four people in the villa all lived very peacefully, and they even had a posture that the well water did not offend the river.

Fang Qingya is looking forward to it. She feels that as long as she tells Zhou Wenyao, the other party who has been enjoying the Feng Family for so long will not allow Feng Yue to completely wake up. As long as the other party does not wake up, she can stay with Zhou Wenyao. Live happily all the time...

And this kind of expectation urged her to stop looking for warm troubles, and she didn't even pay attention to the current situation of the two people over there. After all, she has something more worthwhile to do now.

Feng Yue and Zhou Wenyao are waiting, of course, their private actions have not been interrupted much.

And warm...

Pushing Feng Yue again and hearing the groans and gasping sounds close at hand, she almost wanted to run away.

She doesn't know what's wrong? No matter what you do recently, where you go, no matter if you are around or not, she will always meet Zhou Wenyao and Fang Qingya who are "busy". They both seem to have completely abandoned what they have. Feasts, in and out of the entire villa, "moved" up and down, so frequent that even warmth once met three times in one day!

He squeezed the wheelchair handle of Feng Yue and exhaled deeply.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, don't get angry, who makes this a world of essays? Isn't it normal for this man and woman to make a few shots after clarifying each other's mind? It's not that she hasn't watched it before. Besides, the two of them have better figures, looks and styles than in some small movies. They should be used as daily learning once a day... What a shit!

The warmth of self-consolation failed and looked at the source of the sound fiercely, but at the moment of looking at the past, the two fierce two suddenly walked out of the shadow on the corner of the stairs.

Then, she saw the naked man venomously pressing the woman under him on the wide window sill. Almost instantly, she heard the big vase squeezed by them hitting the corner of the wall. On the wall.

Poor vase!

Warmth sighed in his heart, and then from the bottom of my heart rose a feeling of being defeated by the indifferent shameless energy of the two.

It's just that she was just about to push Feng Yue to leave quietly, and suddenly she felt a strange and intense look on her body.

This kind of look, even if you don’t look up in the warmth, you know who is looking at it, it’s not the first time!

Almost every time she bumps into something like this, the actor in an action movie will find her, but when he finds that Gui discovers, he still keeps quiet, but moves more and more...

"what!"

Sure enough, Warmth heard this familiar voice again.

One time and two times is fine, after a long time, she will feel whether she is using these two people to increase the interest!

But what Warmth doesn't know is that her role is really not much different from what she guessed.

Zhou Wenyao looked at the reddish-faced girl under the stairs, and didn't know why, the satisfaction that she couldn't get from indulgence time after time, unexpectedly, will reach the peak with her arrival!

He doesn't know why this is...

Is it because she is Feng Yue's tempted person? It was because she had no reservations about Fengyue's dedication, or just a simple physical impulse.

He does not understand, but ignorance does not prevent him from being satisfied.

So almost every day he would look like a voyeur, watching her every move, and then showing Fang Qingya on her only way...

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenyao's lips curled up slightly, but he didn't want to bump into a pair of exceptionally deep eyes in the next second.

It was full of warnings, cold, gloomy, and even bloodthirsty.

It was only a moment, and after a moment, they all returned to Ping Ji, so fast that Zhou Wenyao even thought that he had an illusion.

But instinct told him that it was not an illusion, why bother the other party is getting better now.

Think about it, I will perfect you, but do you really think that it is my opponent?

Zhou Wenyao looked at those calm eyes and asked with a smile in his heart.

If you don’t take a gamble, if you win me, I will give you everything I snatched back, and even give you this life, and if you lose, I want you to have the most precious thing now, and you can only live forever. In the pain of being a waste!

Dare to bet?

A trace of cruelty flashed in Zhou Wenyao's eyes.

And the unbearable warmth on the other end had already pushed Feng Yue away from here.

In the long corridor, recalling Zhou Wenyao's eyes just now, Feng Yue's mouth slightly twitched.

Life is not enough...

After experiencing the "Poor Vase" that day, Warm and strangely found that he never heard such a sound in the villa again, and saw such a scene of white flowers hurting his eyes.

Fang Qingya and Zhou Wenyao also seem to have recovered from animals to normal people. They did not come together...

But this is a great thing for warmth. She just thinks that the sky is bluer, the flowers are more fragrant, and even the kittens are more obedient.

Feeling the warmth and good mood, Feng Yue also curled his mouth.

Now he laughed more and more naturally in front of the warmth, and the other person, who was inspired by these laughs, sneaked into his room every night in the middle of the night and taught him what to say for an hour.

The first sentence taught is the word warmth. When teaching, her face was flushed, expecting to make her eyes very bright.

"Warm, warm, warm..."

After he said her name, the other party almost didn't jump directly to the ceiling, but at least remember that it was night, so she couldn't make too much noise, so she could only hold his shoulders depressively and happily all over her body. They all started shaking.

And Feng Yue, who had been infected by the other party, followed her and kept curling the corners of her mouth.

Almost at the same time, Fang Qingya, who was staying in her room, looked at the smiles of these two people, and squeezed her fists, suddenly a trace of confusion flashed in the depths of her eyes for a long time.

Zhou Wenyao magnified the blushing face on his computer.

I can’t wait...

Under such calm and calm, three months passed almost in a flash.

Fang Qingya’s birthday is here...

On her birthday, it is strange that even Warmth received a gift, a white dress made by hand by a famous brand.

I heard from Uncle Zhou that a small banquet will be held at home in the evening. She and Feng Yue are also invited, and it is best to dress in formal clothes.

Hearing this, Warmth was almost immediately stunned, and then threw the skirt aside. She didn't have the habit of accepting gifts from others for no reason.

But Feng Yue said, "Warm, wear."

Hearing Feng Yue’s words, the first thing Warmth did was hurriedly rushed to the door to see if Uncle Zhou had left. After seeing that he had indeed left, he closed the door with a slam. Step came to Feng Yue’s side, and looked up worriedly, "Be careful. You just didn’t know if Uncle Zhou had left. Just talk. If someone hears it, it’s not good. I I want you to be healthy, Feng Yue, even if you don’t have money, even if you don’t have anything, I want you to be by my side all the time..."

Speaking of warmth, he raised his opponent's hand and placed it on his face, and then showed a big smile at him.

Smiling and smiling, she couldn't laugh anymore, just because she actually saw Feng Yue blinking at her and blinking quickly.

She remembered the code of the two of them almost instantly.

"I want to kiss you. If you can, just blink your eyes, OK?"

The moment I thought about it, my warm face was flushed to the back of my ears.

"shameless…"

Although he said shamelessly, he still followed the other person's mind, lifted his body slightly, closed his eyes, and kissed him.

When the soft touch, Feng Yue's eyes quickly filled with scarlet.

Think, really want...

I really want to hold her whole body into my arms now, and rub her into my own bones and blood forcefully, without leaving a single trace, forever in his body, never separated from him...

After a long time, the warmth finally came back.

Almost at the same time, the scarlet in Feng Yue's eyes faded, and he looked at her with his mouth bent.

The face was calm, but only he knew the trembling on the apex of his heart.

Then he heard the skirt warmly looking aside, "Do you want to see me wearing it? Will you wait for me?"

Feng Yue blinked.

He wouldn't allow her to touch Zhou Wenyao's things, but he picked out the skirt himself, of course he wanted to see it warmly put on with his own eyes.

After about ten minutes, he watched Warm and only poked his head out of the bathroom cautiously, and blinked at him.

Feng Yue also blinked at her, and then saw her face rapidly reddening, he gently opened the bathroom door and walked in.

The long-haired shawl girl, the skin on her whole body seems to be wrapped in the purest snow in winter, even the high-definition skirt on her body seems to be lined with a little gloom, her eyes are black, and her lips don’t know if it’s just been covered. He was moisturized or bitten by her unconsciously. It looked particularly blushing, with a long neck and a clear collarbone, which made him think that maybe he had missed a piece of jewelry, his legs were slender, and the pink toes were curled up subconsciously, exuding a wave. If there is seemingly shyness, there is a special expectation on her face, she seems to be waiting for his praise.

Feng Yue drooped his eyelashes slightly, restraining the surging emotions inside.

Because of the warmth, he really wanted to tear her clothes open, and then...

Feng Yue closed his eyes, suppressed all the impulses, raised his head, and moved his lips. Before he could even express his praise, he suddenly heard a clap of applause behind him.

"Papa."

"Miss Warmth puts on this dress as beautiful as I expected."

Hearing this, he looked up in warm astonishment, and saw that Zhou Wenyao in a suit didn't know when he appeared. At this time, he was leaning against the door frame, smiling very disgustingly.

Upon seeing this, Warmth looked towards Feng Yue almost instantly, and after making sure that the other party did not show a trace of his feet, he pursed the corners of his mouth and quickly walked to his side without looking at Zhou Wenyao.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Wenyao curled her lower lip, "Okay, I just stop by to see how you are preparing, and let me tell you by the way..."

"The dinner is about to begin."

Gambling is about to start...

The author has something to say: Well, maybe there will be three chapters, two chapters ending, one fanfare, do you like fanfai?

Also, when I wrote Feng Ge called the hostess Nuan Nuan, I instantly remembered that I spent money to buy her clothes, and spent money to soak a man’s daughter, 嘤嘤嘤, a handful of bitter tears~~~