Flash marriage president is too dominant

At this time, Ji Qianyu was obviously in a hurry with her clothes. She grabbed two lace ups. She obviously wanted to wrap them twice, but the lace ups were not long enough. Therefore, with her walking, the clothes were still loose from time to time, which depended on her.

Deeply delighted, Feng Yiting couldn't help himself.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her hair out ~

What a lovely girl!

Seeing her wearing her bathrobe into a sheet and twisting it into a ball, the whole person was wrapped like zongzi. One small hand pulled a bag, his cheeks were red, and his forehead seemed to exude thin sweat of hard struggle. Feng Yiting subconsciously pulled it to her wrinkled waist:

"That's not what you wear!"

As soon as he touched Ji Qianyu, he subconsciously took a small step back and pulled his clothes in, hoping to drown himself.

Seeing her pinching and pulling, Feng Yiting thought she had no clothes inside, so he was so upset. He didn't force her to raise his hand and pour her a glass of wine:

"Isn't it hot?"

The temperature in the room was high. She still wrapped in such a thick bathrobe and covered it so tightly?

He looked up and shook quickly. Ji Qianyu unconsciously dropped down again. His heart was pounding and staring at the lovely plush slippers on his feet. His toes were about to shrink into a ball.

Strictly speaking, it's the first time she's so insecure to share a room with a man! In particular, seeing the festive color of this room, her body is empty and confused about the future, she is embarrassed, afraid and more hesitant!

Across the distance, you can smell the tension of her critical moment. Moreover, at this moment, she wrote the fear of being strengthened by him.

He shook the wine glass in his hand. Feng Yiting seemed to be playing with his mobile phone, but he turned on the air conditioning program at home and raised the temperature.

"Yuer, we haven't had a drink yet? Give me a cup of Heying and two into one. Come and have a drink with me! "

Pushing the wine glass, Feng Yiting's voice was calm and soft.

As if with a magical magic, she raised her eyes and looked at him. Ji Qianyu pursed her lips. She still walked over, picked up the wine and saw that he didn't move. Her long eyelashes blinked, and she looked at him again.

He stretched out his hand and motioned. Ji Qianyu also dragged his bloated sleeve around. They drank a little wine.

When he stopped, Feng Yiting inadvertently turned his eyes and swept a strange red light at her neck: is she wearing pajamas? Then why——

Deep and quiet eyes were quiet and restrained. Feng Yiting motioned to look at the high chair opposite. In turn, Ji Qianyu leaned up skillfully, but didn't sit down, because her bathrobe was really bloated and wordy, which seriously affected her flexibility.

Seeing her holding an empty wine glass and beating her hands in front of her, Feng Yiting picked up the wine bottle and helped her add a little red wine: "afraid of me?"

Without the protection of clothes, it makes her so upset?

I don't know whether to nod or shake my head. Ji Qianyu bit the edge of the cup and paused: are you afraid of him? Or afraid of that? She can't say clearly, but her heart is really like being put on bouncing candy. It's completely unstable!

Raised his hand, Feng Yiting gently gathered the hair in front of her forehead: "I won't hurt you!"

Layers of heat hit Ji Qianyu. He felt that his forehead was going to drip sweat. He raised his hand and wiped it: "Feng Yiting, did you move anything in the wine?"

Why is it so hot all of a sudden?

The little hand slapped twice. Ji Qianyu's bright eyes angrily stared at him. The fire earth didn't want to: did this bastard cheat her and have a bad idea? And act like a gentleman!

She just believed him? What wine? Did she say it again!

I felt that my whole body was sweating. I raised my hand and Ji Qianyu poked into his heart: "speak! You liar! Liar! "

All shyness and fear were immediately replaced by anger. She swung her fist and smashed it: "you just said you wouldn't hurt me, and you broke your promise? It's so hot. What did you give me? "

Sure enough, if men can believe it, sows will go up the tree! He and Wen Wuxin are birds of a feather in the same boat!

Clutching her wrist, Feng Yiting clasped her waist with one hand, leaned against her pink cheeks and said with a smile, "it's like a bear. Can it not be hot?"

His face turned red. Ji Qianyu thought of something and suddenly stopped: is it because she drank some wine and wore more clothes?

I felt it very hard. It seemed that there was nothing different except heat!

Suddenly, her face became redder and hotter. She struggled to get up, but Feng Yiting increased her strength. The loose bathrobe slipped down her shoulder. In an instant, the enchanting body with red and white colors, such as the exposed lotus, broke into the bottom of Feng Yiting's eyes and lit a small fire:

She is so beautiful!

Surrounded by her white bathrobe and thick long hair, she is even more delicate and charming, with a clear delicate air, seductive and moving!

Originally, I was itchy and worried about her. I haven't opened meat for too long. The sexy Adam's apple is eager to slide up and down. The strength of Feng Yiting's hand is like a steel chain, which is tightly shackled to her. Against her bright red lips, the breath is like a fire:

"Yuer ~"

He wants him, crazy!

Holding her small face, Feng Yiting gave her an extremely lingering kiss. Dissatisfied with her slight resistance, Feng Yiting clasped her jaw and looked serious:

"Forget what you promised me? I want your willingness! "

"But I --"

A heart clenched, as if to explode. Ji Qianyu's flashing eyes were extremely flustered.

The thick finger belly scraped gently on the side of her face, and Feng Yiting gave her a long thin kiss again: "we are husband and wife!"

The soothing action and gentle voice gradually, Ji Qianyu's tight body finally took off his arms and defense, and his weak little hand instinctively climbed to his neck.

Pick her up, Feng Yiting goes to bed.

The resolute body is close to the detailed curve, and everything is picturesque. As soon as the heavy and dark strength falls, it seems that a light flashes in front of the bed. Ji Qianyu suddenly seems to be stabbed by something. He immediately rebounds and wriggles uneasily, and his eyes are still closed:

"No, no! Leave me alone ~ no -- "

In an instant, it was like a basin of cold water pouring down. Feng Yiting's interest was swept away. He was about to get up angrily. He saw that she was shaking with the bed sheet and her eyebrows were twisted into a ball. He saw her muttering and her words were vague. When he thought of something, he bent over, Feng Yiting slowly hugged her, patted her, and a soft kiss fell on her forehead:

"Good, don't be afraid! I won't hurt you again! It's all right, don't be afraid ~ "