Hobby MTL

Chapter 15

Coupled with the couple's attitude of cold war between husband and wife before, it really is full of adultery. While lamenting that Brother Li is so blessed, she also told him that he didn't know how to cherish his blessings. What a beautiful woman, with big breasts, slender waist and long legs. ...

    He habitually began to think wildly in his mind, and it was the man's cold fingers that brought Tian An'an's thoughts back on track. The slightly cool fingertips have left the shackles of the large white shirt, and slowly caressed her smooth and white left leg under the shirt.

    She took a low breath, left the keyboard with her left hand, and pressed it on the big palm that was about to continue to wreak havoc, very hard, with a trembling voice and a discussing tone: "Mr. Feng, I have something to write, you can let me write it. Are you done?"

    Feng Xiao pinched her chin and lifted it up, smiled, with a low voice, "You haven't answered my question yet." "...

    " Huh?

    Tian An'an was taken aback for a moment, his brain was stuck for a while, and his memory automatically flowed backwards. Before Concubine Di came in, she and he seemed to be chatting.

    What are we talking about? She thought about it with her still not so clear mind after a hangover, and suddenly her face became hot, and she looked at him with an extremely embarrassed look: "...There is nothing to answer." Knowing

    what posture she likes, this can be counted. Do you respect the expression of her thoughts... An An felt very speechless. Before he asked this question, she only thought that he had drunk too much and lost his mind, but everything just now was not the case at all. That look of indifference and moodiness is completely different from when he asked her a question.

    So, he's sober now. However, being so abnormal in a waking state seems to be thousands of times more terrifying.

    Feng Xiao threw her computer aside, grabbed the slender waist and gently lifted it up. In An An's whisper, he spread her legs and put them on both sides of the slender waist, arranging for his favorite sitting position .

    When her eyes touched those dark eyes, An An's heart beat violently, her waist was held by his strong fingers, cutting off all her thoughts of dodging and retreating. He looked down at her with scorching eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm interested in knowing what you think." "..."

    But she wasn't interested in talking...

    Tian An'an smiled dryly, "Can I change the question?"

    "No."

    He refused very simply, An An frowned, feeling more and more strange about this man today. It can be seen that he is a person who likes to be quiet, and he has always cherished words like gold and refrained from speaking. Tonight, he had so much fun chatting with her, it was as rare as red rain from the sky.

    She thought hard for a while, finally fixed her gaze on him, and asked tentatively, "Uh, Mr. Feng, I drank a little too much today, I want to know... did I do anything to you?" Already?"

    Feng Xiao was silent for a few seconds without saying a word.

    An An looked at his expression, sadly realized that this was tantamount to acquiescence, and immediately continued to ask with a sullen face: "Really? What did I do?" She recalled the description of Chen Ruisheng and others after she was drunk for a while, what did she do? Baba said: "I... asked you to sing?"

    He didn't make a sound.

    "...you sang?" She widened her eyes in astonishment.

    He looked at her with his handsome face turned against the light, and his voice was actually a bit smiling, "What do you think?"