Perfect Match

"it is good."

He An laughed and began to play with her childish cowpea games with her. Fei Zheng stayed beside her father and daughter, holding a cup of coffee, slowly releasing a peaceful soothing pheromone.

"I never knew before that the estrus could pass like this." He An stopped suddenly and sighed softly.

"What do you think will happen?" Zheng Feiyu asked.

"Just ..." He An thought for a while and described, "Like a beast, very primitive, slutty, and very embarrassed. There is no human dignity, I only know ... I only know to open my legs and keep making piston motion……"

Zheng Feiyu smiled lowly.

He An looked at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Zheng Feiyu immediately smiled: "Nothing, nothing."

He An: "..."

Zheng Feiyu thought that he would hide He An's passionate emotion in the deepest part of his heart, and would not reveal it to anyone-that runaway, enchanting, charming, attractive, even He An himself did not remember.

At more than nine o'clock in the evening, He An's pheromone gradually changed, and the taste was stained with a sweet and fragrant fragrance. It could not be suppressed by Zheng Fei's soothing pheromone.

"Hida, I ..."

His ears turned red, and he grabbed the clothes tightly.

It was about some kind of wonderful tacit understanding, and Suzuran's sleepiness came up at this time. She hugged the pony doll and sat on the carpet with her head little by little, and finally thumped to the ground with a "thump". Seeing this, Yanning sent a timely rain and took away the tired little beautiful girl.

There was no one in the living room, only the fireplace was still a little warm.

"Just right, I should hold you back."

Zheng Fei stood up and stretched his arms, holding He An safely in the air. He An put his arms around his neck, stared into his eyes at close range, and suddenly said, "Flying, mark me."

Zheng Feiyi stunned: "Your neck hasn't healed yet ..."

"I know."

"It will leave scars," Zheng Feiyu reminded him.

He An smiled lightly, and two long eyelashes fell down. He attached to Zheng Fei's ear and said softly, "Fei, I don't care about leaving no scars. I just want your fingerprints and want it ... to stay on my neck forever."

"Ashore ..."

Zheng Feiyu felt a sudden heat in his lower abdomen, and the heat pounced along the blood vessels, and his breathing became hot instantly.

These are the seven days and nights that can be described as fascinating rain.

They make up for the missing honeymoon, starting from the deep integration of the body, step by step to eliminate the emotional barriers, and then build the trust between the lovers step by step until the mind and heart are connected.

At noon on the eighth day, Yuan Jiang Xueyan was fine. The sun broke into the room, warming the sleepy body in the middle of the big bed.

He An rubbed his eyes and woke up with sleepy eyes.

The **** has faded, the muscles and bones are sore and lazy, and the feeling of contentment, attachment and fulfillment when the body is combined still exists. He habitually reached out and touched the side, but only stroked the silky quilt—Alpha was not in bed.

He raised his body and looked around. Zheng Feiyu was sitting on the sofa by the window, reading, and when he heard the movement, he turned to look at him.

Zheng Feiyu: "Wake up?"

"Um." He An opened a bright smile at him, and then arched his eyebrows again. "You are so good."

Zheng Fei frowned: "Good?"

He An nodded forcefully.

Isn't it okay to wear a shirt to make him happy at home?

Zheng Feiyu couldn't understand what he was bragging about. Seeing his eyebrows smiling and unwilling to elaborate, he didn't plan to question, put down his book, got up and walked to the bed, and picked up the warm water and medicine already on the nightstand.

"Let's eat it. The medicine is late and the effect will be compromised."

Zheng Feiyu said with a smile.

He An hesitated, and then he remembered that they had prescribed contraceptives before leaving the hospital, and they should have eaten as soon as the estrus period ended-these seven days had been too happy, he had forgotten.