National School Prince Is A Girl

Lin Feng was a numb, and the tailbone was a little trembling.

"It seems to be." Yunhu's body shape is low, and the power that has been controlled has never been taken care of at this moment.

Next, Yunhu said something.

Lin Feng has already been unable to listen to it. The brain is blank and can only be protested by voice.

Yunhu whispered: "Is it cool? Me too."

A lingering day.

The temperature has been rising.

I can hear the sound of breathing.

And the bed is shaking.

European beds, especially in hotels, are not so secure.

When Lin Feng wakes up again, it is already two o'clock in the afternoon.

He heard that Yunhu was answering the phone, so he sat on the edge of the bed, and he was still wearing a white shirt button with one hand.

The same is suppressed, how he is so much more than his spirit.

What is pale, what is his illusion?

I noticed that he woke up, Yunhu took the line and turned the shackle: "Hungry?"

No matter how good, when asked, Lin Feng’s stomach was called: “First call a hotel service, want to eat lamb.”

"First drink porridge." Yunhu tied the last button, then lowered his body and touched him with his forehead.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow: "What?"

"It's too fierce to do, I'm afraid you have an adverse reaction." Yunhu's voice is very shallow.

Lin Feng paused: "Is Laozi so delicate?"

"It’s better than me." Yunhu chuckled: "I have a fever, I used to drink medicine."

Lin Feng looked at his lip color and did not recover: "When I am tossing me, it is not like a serious one. I think you are quite capable."

"So I didn't say it at the time, let you not move." Yunhu sounded a little sand: "I wanted to hold a good night, who knows that you always hook fire."

Lin Feng does not care about that, after all, straight male thinking: "How are you doing now, I am going to buy you some more medicine?"

It’s going to get up, and the action is handsome enough.

Yunhu kept him: "No, it will be good in a while, there is not much high temperature, let me drink some porridge, go to see the little spades at night, you didn't get through the phone, you forgot?"

Lin Feng suddenly thought of something, and was grateful for a wave: "Is it just a small **** phone?"

"Yeah." Yun Hu sat there, with a feeling of being a young master.

Lin Feng put on his trousers and his face looked good, but his movements were rough and he was very suffocating. When he pulled his zipper down, he came up with a sentence: "I thought about it, you will still wait for Laozi, your body, before. Can't see it, now I know, sick and kind."

Yunhu heard the words, hemiplegia, and even his mouth was laughing: "Just let you indulge once, you think a lot."

"I want to do you is not a minute." Lin Feng wore black trousers, half bent down, and patted his face, not too heavy, but the man: "I am letting you."

Yunhu is carrying, the gas field is still there, and it is more like laughing than before: "Know, Lin Feng is greatly letting me, otherwise how can I let me press."

Lin Feng took the hand back: "I am going to call the room service."

“No.” Yunhu also stood up: “On the first day after marriage, there is a sense of ritual for eating.”

Lin Feng saw that his man was a model, and then he looked at himself. They were all imprints. They had to pick clothes and wear them. Is this guy a dog?

Going out of bed and getting out of bed, really two people.

Outside, it is estimated that no one can see what he looks like.