Chapter 98 103 A Man With Style
After getting Fang Xiran settled down, Luo Zhan and Song Feiyu returned home almost one o'clock in the morning.

Song Feiyu was exhausted after a day of tossing around, and fell asleep in the car.

Luo Zhan parked the car, packed Song Feiyu and carried him into the bedroom, and put him lightly on the sofa: "Hey, go take a bath." He had a rare and pleasant face.

Song Feiyu lay lazily on the sofa, his bones were limp: "I'll lie down for a while, you go to bed, and leave me alone."

"Stop pretending to me!" Luo Zhan regained his cold face, and glanced at her lingly: "I'm tired today, and I'm not in the mood to deal with you. Don't be so fucking pretentious and put on airs. You're too young to play tricks! "

Song Feiyu smiled, blinked, and immediately sat upright, his bones were no longer soft, and his head was no longer sleepy: "No? Hehe, I should have said it earlier, Second Master..."

Luo Zhan gritted his teeth fiercely, and was so angry that he said, "Is it so embarrassing for you to be favored by me?" He reached out and grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look up at his handsome face.

Song Feiyu patted his hands off, stood up with a smile and went to take a bath in his pajamas: "Second Master, anyway, I am very grateful for your trust in me today. But, what about it, hehe, it's over with a promise. You say Isn't it?"

"I'm just too used to you." Luo Zhan took a long leg, followed her into the cloakroom, and hugged her tightly from behind: "With your performance today, I should do it for you."

"But you won't." Song Feiyu rubbed against his broad arms like a verdant aquatic plant: "Second Master is a man of style, he won't just turn Feiyu into a dead fish."

Ah ha ha, wear a high hat, wear a high hat, second master, why do you have the nerve to take off that high hat?
Second Master Luo was very angry: "Don't make me foolish, do you really suspect that Second Master can't do it..."

"Ah, no, no, the second master can do it." Song Feiyu was so shameless, he wished he couldn't find words to describe the second master as bright as the sun and the moon: "A man like the second master has no shortage Woman. Cough, all in all, all in all, the second master is a man of style..."

Second Master Luo's face was so dark, it was the first time he was flattered by others, and his teeth itched with hatred: "Okay, I tell you, I will let you go today, and be a man with style. But, this style It’s okay to pretend once in a while, I don’t need too much, I’ll see what nonsense you come up with next time..."

"Hee hee, Second Master, if you can change this rough mouthful, it will be more stylish." Song Feiyu rubbed against him without fear of death, until the man's body was smoking, but for the hellish "style" Can't move her.

Second Master Luo turned her small body over and slapped her little butt: "Dare to despise me, you're tired of working, aren't you?"

"It's not boring. Second master, the flying fish is a tender seedling in the motherland, which has just germinated." She raised her face and looked at him, her eyes were shining, her smile was bright, her small mouth was naturally bright red and soft. provoking crime.

Second Master Luo suddenly pressed her against the closet, supported her soft and hot body with his hands, and bent down to bite her crystal red lips.

Well, if you want style, I will give you style.Second Master Luo's charming smile messed up Song Feiyu's eyes... It turned out that he could laugh... His heart was beating wildly, his hands and feet were limp in a mess.

Second Master Luo let her go, pressed his lips against hers, and bit her lips lightly, his voice was ambiguous: "Is it classy enough?" Laughing, still charmingly.

Luo Erye, who doesn't drop ice slag, is so rare.

(End of this chapter)

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