Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 211 Need me to take off your pants?

This stock is both a sentiment and a warning. Leng Xiaohuang is warning him that he wants to deal with the prosperous world. It is a breeze.

Xue Yulin’s bitter smile, his heart was empty, like tearing a hole in his mouth, and the chilly wind whistled into it, and he was so cold that he was hurt!

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Lin Xiaomi wakes up again and it is already the morning of the next day. She sleeps so deeply that she sees the man sleeping on her side in a blink of an eye.

He really won't suffer.

Then the small bed of the disease has to be squeezed with her.

The arm took her from behind her tightly in her arms, and the other hand held the softness of her side.

This man!

When can't change the essence of his hooliganism.

Lin Xiaomi is so abdomen, but her heart is sweet. She actually likes this feeling and can see him in a blink of an eye.

Gently pulling his wolf claws away, she arched his arms, leaning against his chest, breathing the smell of his body, this is the safest and most practical feeling.

The big hand that was originally opened, the old horse knows the way back, and naturally knead a few times.

Lin Xiaomi’s face suddenly became red, and the arm behind her was tight. The man next to it moved, her arms wrapped around her arms, and her extraordinary face was buried between her neck. It’s awkward, it’s like a child.

"What are you doing, let me go, I am sick, you are careful not to squeeze me." Lin Xiaomi protested.

Leng Yuhuang opened his sleepy eyes, and muttered unhappyly: "I have noticed." Worried about her legs, his two long legs almost fell outside the bed.

"You will be very tired to sleep like this, I am going to get up, I go to the sofa, you sleep well." Lin Xiaomi wants him to sleep a little more comfortable.

But she couldn’t help her, her arms were tight, and she couldn’t escape his arms and stuff her noisy little face in her arms: “Don’t talk, sleep!”

Well, the cold young master's wake up is still stinking as always!

The sleepy attack, just about to fall asleep, the woman in her arms is like ADHD, constantly writhing.

Cold and unbearable, I couldn’t bear it, let her go, and her sleepy eyes screamed at her without any deterrent: "Are you jealous? Can you not move?"

"You are embarrassed, disgusting!" Lin Xiaomi's grievances fell on his chest: "You are bored, I can't breathe."

Leng Yuhuang was beaten a little, and her face was slightly wrinkled. She seemed to be wronged than her. She took her into her arms without saying anything, but this time she cleverly exposed her head.

It’s really entangled!

Lin Xiaomi was speechless, and he was lying in his arms. She could only lie on her head, and the face of Fengshen was close at hand, and the two breathed.

God still really favors him, a man looks so good, black sword eyebrows, curled eyelashes, Ying Ting's nose makes his entire facial features become three-dimensional, bronze healthy skin, although she is not white, but There was no pore on his face, and even a scar on his eyebrows gave him a more wild masculine taste, which made people look even more heart-wrenching.

Lin Xiaomi feels that her heartbeat is accelerating, a little annoyed and a little shy. I have known each other for so long, that is, the time for being a husband and wife is not short. She saw him and even accelerated her heartbeat. It is really no good!

She looked at him so straightforwardly, with a fascinating light in her eyes.

Leng Yuhuang fell asleep and fell asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and caught the woman’s admiration on the spot.

"What do you want? Shortness of breath, rapid heartbeat, are you obsessed with me?" Cold eyes squinted at the mouth, and the thin lips rose slightly, and the evil spirits were born.

"I didn't..." Lin Xiaomi denied it. When he didn't finish it, he slammed down and kissed her lips directly!

The tip of her tongue slammed into her territory and took her to spin.

Lin Xiaomi has no resistance to his kiss, and his body gradually softens, and he can only let him do whatever he wants.

The temperature in the ward gradually increased, and she had no soft strength on her body. He was kissed by his mouth, and suddenly a very discordant voice rang in the room.

Lin Xiaomi responded for a while, the little face suddenly burst red, holding a screaming belly, embarrassed to say: "I am hungry."

"Cold lady, you can really see the scenery." Leng Yuhuang spit a few breaths, only to press on the heat of the surging, pinching her white face: "wait."

"Oh."

Axing has brought breakfast from the villa and chicken soup specially prepared for Lin Xiaomi.

Leng Yuhuang held her to the bathroom to wash her face. In front of Axing, she was a little embarrassed.

When he was placed on the toilet, Lin Xiaomi suddenly thought of the day the two had just met.

Only then, he was hospitalized, she was waiting for him.

He was still guilty, let her give him the belt, and the little nurse was hit by the little nurse, misunderstanding that they did the kind of thing in the bathroom, so that the doctors and nurses in the hospital looked at it with strange eyes during that time. Her.

The most common sentence to her is that he is physically weak and cannot do strenuous exercise.

Thinking of the past, Lin Xiaomi's mouth could not help but rise.

At that time, she thought about how to get rid of him every day, and saw him have a headache, but now think of it, as if every detail has become a sweet memory.

Leng Yuhuang apparently thought of that time, shamelessly smashed her to her side, sticking to her back, her hands stroking her waist like: "Do you need me to take off your pants?"

"You get out!" Lin Xiaomi couldn't stand the elbow and hit him.

"I am happy to serve you."

"you are annoying!"

Leng Yuhuang looked at her shy face and couldn't help but kiss it gently on her cheek. The two people recalled the past in the bathroom.

"Oh, that time, it was really an emperor's enjoyment, and I don't know when I can enjoy it again."

Lin Xiaomi couldn't bear the look of his faceless skin. When she thought of it, she suddenly came to curiosity and asked: "You said, you didn't have memories at that time, why did you think about relying on me? I look at my heart? What is your first impression of me?"

Lin Xiaomi said, came to the interest, turned his head and asked curiously.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Of course!" Lin Xiaomi sometimes thinks, if someone who hit him at that time is someone else, or if he doesn't depend on her and is dependent on others, then there is no such fate between them.

Leng Yuhuang's brow was slightly picking up, and the corner of his mouth smirked the evil smile. He looked at her up and down: "The first impression, the beauty of the people - the big chest - the IQ is still low."

"what??!!!"