Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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Watching Feng Luo Suo Nian when they went away, in the void, Wen Yong took Shi Yu's hand and said, "Let's go."

No matter what the sky becomes, this is his home.

Now that he was about to marry a wife, he wanted to take her to see the scenery he had seen before.

In April, Fang Fei was not finished, and the forest was colorful.

In the forest, a white horse-drawn single umbrella-covered carriage slowly walked in the rain, and the pink petals swirled on the carriage with the wind, and was finally rolled by the wind and headed towards the Thrown on the face.

Shi Yu stretched out his hand and held it gently.

"It's a maiden flower."

"Why did you call this name?" It was the first time Wen Ye noticed the flower on the side of the road.

"I don't know," Shi Yu handed the petals towards Wen Ming's mouth. "Its juice is very sweet. I usually put a little in when I make pastries."

Wen Huan covered his petals, Shi Yu came forward, and put the petals into his mouth with the help of his tongue.

The petals were quickly broken up, and the juice was indeed extremely sweet and tempting.

Shi Yu's hand was placed on the neckline of Wen Huan, and the white jade buckle was slightly cold, making people unbearable.

At the end of the long kiss, Wen Ying embraced Shiyu's waist, and muttered a voice in her ear: "How many times do you think about the clasp so well?"

Shi Yu blushed, kissed his chin and said, "It's true, when I first saw you on the tea house that day, I wanted to do it."

Finally, he untied all the buttons on his placket. Shi Yu's hand penetrated from his slightly open waist and noticed a little tightness in his body. She chuckled and deliberately scratched him with her nails. Muscles of the waist.

But the next moment, she was hugged by Wen, leaning her waist, and letting her sit on his thigh.

"Speaking of that day, I answered so many questions you want to know, should you also tell and tell, when did you move my heart?"

Feeling the man's breath wrapped himself, Shi Yu left him at his mercy, and I could not help thinking of the eighth heavy heaven.

"I don't know." That night, suddenly my heart wasn't on a whim.

She is not a person who easily believes in feelings. Even if she has a good feeling, she will not easily sink into it.

Wen Ye ... Wen Ye is the grass in her heart. With only a slight tip, she grows frantically.

"Is that fancy me early?"

"No!" This resolutely did not admit it, and while she was speaking, she whispered suddenly, and the whole person was lying in Wen Yi's arms.

"Is there anyone ..." Her face was already hot, and Ai Ai said for some time.

"I didn't think so when you unbuttoned my button just now," Wen Yan likes to look at her righteously. "Will I come out?"

"You are forbidden to speak!" Shi Yu's body was already soft, and no matter how heavy the voice was, it was too sweet to soften.

Wen Yan chuckled, "I don't think I'm going out, I'll ask my brother to listen."

"Wen Yi!" Shi Yu was almost crying.

"If you don't want to, I can wait slowly."

"You ..." Shi Yu bite bitterly on his shoulder like a kitten, and then said softly: "Brother ..."

After winning, Wen Yan's eyes were full of laughter, um, love brother.

Chunhua is a long way to go. For others, this is a tormented time, but for Shi Yuwen, this is a rare quiet time for them.

10,000 years are not too long, and 100 years are not short. It is just fine with you.