Being His Little Fox

Lu Yan's eyes were deep: "Go back to your house."

This tone seemed to suppress something, but it was also exceptionally cold.

The whole person sounded fierce.

Song Nuan glanced down slowly, a pair of lovely apricot eyes blinked, gathered up his courage, licked his lips, and said in a soft and waxy voice: "But... don't you need help now? "

She knows nothing about these things, but she still understands the reluctant things.

"People say on the Internet that you are so old, and then you are still an old chu man. If you do this often, there will be problems."

Song Nuan frowned, watching Lu Yan not speaking.

She took a step forward on her own, and the girl's fragrance instantly hit her face, and Lu Yan was so scared that she backed away.

The strength of the medicine doesn't say how fierce it is, but it is quite fierce.

There was nothing, the girl kept moving forward.

The blood all over his body was flowing down, concentrated in a certain place.

"Uncle." Song Nuan was lovely, and looked up at Lu Yan: "I can. Don't treat me as a child. I have grown up, and if you look like this, what if you can't give birth in the future? do?"

"It is said that this may cause infertility." Song Nuan was serious, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and the roots of his ears were a little red, but he still said bitterly, "I still want a child...

Lu Yan: "..."

Every word of the little girl was soft and soft, and every word stimulated his heart, making his nerves gradually out of his control.

"Song Nuan." Lu Yan's muscles stiffened, "Go back."

"No." Song Nuan moved forward, and Lu Yan moved back.

Until Lu Yan approached the room.

Song Nuan banged and closed the door with his heel.

The little girl held Lu Yan's hand softly.

"I can really." Song Nuan blinked.

Lu Yan: "I am not..."

Does she know the seriousness of taking the medicine?

Song Nuan only knew that he had reached that point at this moment, but didn't know that he was drugged.

"Isn't it?" Song Nuan looked at him purely with round eyes.

He couldn't keep his whole body hot.

"Yes."

...

Suddenly, Song Nuan was pushed down by a man, and the breath between his breath was extremely violent.

She breathed slightly, and the man bit her lip, very cruel, not gentle at all.

Song Nuan frowned and hummed softly.

This anger gradually became uncontrollable, and Song Nuan blushed so badly that he felt like he was burning all over.

...

"boom--"

There was a sudden noise in the room, and the man stumbled and opened the door to come out, enter the bathroom, and then lock the bathroom door.

Song Nuan was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with big wet eyes, his chest rising and falling sharply, panting.

Between the breath, there seemed to be a man's smell.

His hair and nightdress are messy, and his small mouth is squiggly and shiny, very rosy.

A look that was devastated.

Obviously, I was pressed and kissed.

The kiss is extraordinarily strong...

She slowly sat up from the bed, her heart beating very hard.

Walked to the door and looked at the closed door of the bathroom, that situation...

There is something wrong with him, because he wants to wait for him to come out and ask questions.

...

When Lu Yan came out, the little girl was already asleep on the sofa.

Maybe it was a little bit out of the kiss just now?

Lu Yan stared at her petite body, just this little physical strength...

His hair was still dripping, he bent over to pick up the little girl, and then went to the bedroom to watch her sleep peacefully.

And myself, went to the second bedroom.

Chen Ya...

It never occurred to me that this woman would use such a method in the end.

...

Early in the morning, the sun was just right.

Inside the apartment.

Song Yi was painting makeup in front of the mirror, applying lipstick in the last step. After applying the lipstick, he closed the lid of the lipstick, pressed his lips, and smiled slightly.

The whole person is charming and arrogant, with a stunning look.

She turned around and saw Tang Si. He just got up lazily from the bed and wore a pair of boxers.

The muscles on the whole body are just right. When I wake up in the morning, my hair will be messy and there is a kind of lazy sigh.

Peach blossom eyes are a bit hazy.

This morning, the old fox-like man looked very good and foolish.

He naturally opened the closet, took out a white shirt from inside, and put it on himself slowly.

When two people slept together before, he usually got up before himself.

Now, she finally got up first, and for the first time she saw the state of Captain Tang Da getting up in the morning to change clothes.

Tang Si slowly buttoned the buttons, slowly covering the well-proportioned abdominal muscles.

Song Yi looked under the man naturally.

This early...Sure enough, there was a reaction.

Although it is indeed a normal state, it is involuntarily thinking in those colored directions.

Tang Si is too attractive and has always wanted.

Others are abstinence, he is different, he wants to make people want to sink.

It makes people a little bit unable to look away.

Song Yi narrowed his gaze when he felt that his cheeks were slightly hot.

Really, absolutely, people can see themselves blushing when they get up in the morning and wear clothes.

Tang Si buttoned the last button, tilted his head to notice Song Yi's dodging gaze, his lips slowly opened with a smile, soaked in those beautiful peach eyes.

He didn't say a word.

He sat down, put on his pants casually, stood up again, zippered and buttoned.

The hands are also extraordinarily sexy, and every place on the body is so beautiful that people can't look away.

Song Yi glanced at all this secretly.

"Oh huh." The man's lazy, low, hoarse voice slowly penetrated into her ears: "I can't see it."

"Brother is already dressed."

With a low, ridiculous smile, scornful and bad.

Song Yi sat upright and upright: "Who is watching you?"

"Really didn't watch it?" Tang Si laughed, his voice always lazy: "Then I didn't watch it."

Song Yi exhaled.

As a result, he said again: "Brother wants you to see it."

Immediately, the man slowly approached her and hooked her chin with his big hand: "Can I see my little fairy?"

Song Yi pressed down on the messy and shy thoughts in his heart.

A formulaic smile was slowly pulled away from the lips: "Brother, when you are ready, come to ask me this again. It seems a bit insincere."

"Sincere." The man answered, and put his hand on the button of his pants as a gesture: "This process is very simple, you can see it right away."

Song Yi really convinced him!

"I'm going to be late!" Song Yi pushed him away: "Hurry up and wash you!"

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