Husband is Particularly Fierce

The voice sounded quite affectionate.

Before Yuan Feiyu could even feel her moved, he felt the birdman's tongue nimbly licking her neck. That cat's f * cking meow, that tongue was like a collar, directly wrapping itself around her snow-white neck. Damn, do you really want to use your tongue to strangle her?!

Yuan Feiyu was kissed so much that she almost died. She hurriedly reached out her hands to grab that super long tongue and threw it back. But that tongue was so nimble that it was instantly retracted. Then, the tongue went downwards and stuck out from the inside of the clothes, directly wrapping around her grandmother …

Oh oh oh oh oh... In that instant, she saw all kinds of expressions on the faces of the surrounding creatures. It was probably because Di Jiye's current state of mind was something that no one could understand.

She really wanted to say, "Please greet your mother on my behalf!" However, she couldn't open her mouth because she was afraid that this person would enter her mouth to beg for her love right after licking her skin. The problem was that she hadn't bathed for a long time. Seriously …

She covered her stomach and grabbed onto that tongue, her face red with anger. "How long is your tongue?!"

In truth, if she did not tell them, the rest did not know. From their angle, they could only see Di Jiye lying on Yuan Feiyu's neck, intimately hugging each other. Being called out like that by Yuan Feiyu, the golden wingman seemed to understand something and looked at her friend in admiration. Indeed, it was this kind of male action that could move an outstanding female like Yuan Feiyu.

When Di Jiye raised his head, his tongue had already returned to his mouth. He still looked at her with an expressionless face as he hugged her tightly and did not let her down.

Yuan Feiyu felt as if he was going to be burned, every inch of his skin from head to toe was suffused with a beautiful red glow. She stuttered: "About that, put me down. I want to …" I'll make you something to eat. "

Di Jiye looked at her with his clever eyes. He did not say a word, but only pulled her tiny hand, and touched his stomach, indicating that he was very full, and did not need to eat anymore.

This was a common occurrence between two people. That was why he often drank a lot of water or soup himself, puffing up his stomach for Yuan Feiyu to touch, showing that he had eaten his fill.

Yuan Feiyu was lost for a moment. The memories of the past flowed back like floodwaters, and at that time, it was so arduous. At this moment, when he thought back to it, he felt a slight sweetness for some reason.

Ti Ming and Di Jiye started their conversation in the language of golden wingman s, "Jijijijijiji — — chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii — —"

It was obvious that golden wingman Ti Ming was more excited, spoke a lot, and had an exaggerated expression, as if she was asking a lot, but Di Jiye was basically expressionless, his speech was short, and her concentration was low. Although there was an answer, from time to time she would stroke Yuan Feiyu, who was in her arms, giving off a feeling that she was a woman calm and composed person. It seems that something strange has snuck in, and there is a woman who should be using it this way, hehe.)

I'm sorry I was late for dinner. He continued to type.