Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

He guided her little white hands to.

Mu Qing Huan closed her eyes and did not dare to look. His hands continuously trembled as she lifted them up, put them back, lifted them again, then put them back again. What should she do?

Being bitten so painfully, Mu Qing Huan muttered softly.

After that, she did not know how she managed to get back on the bed!

Needless to say, he must have kidnapped her!

She was about to raise her body, but his firm chest pushed her back!

Instantly, a tall and robust, heavy body covered her entire body …

He almost fell to his knees and gently ripped off her skirt.

With a ripping sound …

Isn't it too brutal?

Sensing his ice-cold fingers moving along the cloth, he wanted to continue...

"So, you want to get it back?"

Even though he was speaking the truth, Mu Qing Huan could not help but blush, but he still raised his chin boldly, "Of course! I want it back! "

"..." Feng Cheng nodded, and agreed!

But at that moment, a melodious music sounded out!

It was his cellphone that rang!

His cellphone suddenly rang!

Yet, at this time …

"Your phone is ringing..." Mu Qing Huan reminded her with good intentions.

"Continue touching..." Feng Cheng's unruly throat tightened, pressing down on the infuriating little girl, he picked up the phone in annoyance.

On the phone, Yan Nai Er only spoke one sentence, "Fourth Brother …."

In the next second, Feng Cheng purposely threw the phone back to Mu Qing Huan, "You come and pick it up."

"Are you listening?" When Mu Qing Huan lifted up the receiver, she could hear Yan Nai Er's charming and enchanting voice, intentionally being sexy. And at night, it was simply a naked seduction.

A woman was calling him in the middle of the night!

And all the men still wanted to hug the sleeping woman the most, Yan Nai Er!

"..." Mu Qing Huan did not want to speak!

"Why don't we go out and have a drink? I have something that I want to discuss with you … " Yan Nai Er stood downstairs and refused to go. She noticed that Feng Cheng and Mu Qing Huan holed up in the room for a long time and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"..." Mu Qing Huan immediately hung up the phone and said uncomfortably, "I have a beauty asking you out for a drink."

Heh, I'm afraid it's a drinking bar!

"I'm not going. Drinking is not good for my health." boasted shamelessly, as if he was a righteous man.

But now, he was pulling clothes one by one. What was going on?

"What are you doing!" Mu Qing Huan took a whiff, did he really not want to drink flower wine?

Feng Cheng laughed sinisterly, "What, are you afraid of me?"

"You'd be surprised if you could!" Mu Qing Huan muttered in a low voice, thinking that he couldn't hear her, but unexpectedly, in the next second he stretched out her salted pig's hand, and arrived at her chest.

"You'll know it tonight …" He knew if he could do it.

"I am..." He didn't want to hurt his pride. What if she touched him and did as he said, but he still wouldn't?

"Stop touching me, hurry up!" He had been taking care of her for too long.

It was rare for him to have any interest in a woman's body, so there was no need for him to treat himself unfairly.

"I, I, I …" She just couldn't do it.

Feng Cheng squinted his wild eyes dangerously, then laughed lazily and got off the bed. Unexpectedly, a woman's soft boneless body came from behind him.

"You … You can't go drink flower wine! "

Mu Qing Huan's face was extremely red, she placed her face on his back, pursed her lips, and tightly hugged his waist.

To think that he would be so bold and unrestrained. His face was red so badly that it could not be seen anymore.

Mu Qing Huan shrunk her head, lowered her voice, became soft, subconsciously became bashful, and said extremely slowly, "... Don't leave! Drinking flower wine is bad for your health. Can't I just listen to you when I touch it? I am your wife, so naturally, I have to help you treat your illness! "

Lowering his head, looking at her soft and smooth hands, with an unknown amount of strength, he squeezed fiercely. A look of surprise flashed past Feng Cheng's eyes: "En, I'm not leaving."

As he spoke, he pinched her small hand …

That was what he had hinted to her …

He was waiting for her to do something …

Mu Qing Huan's face was burning hot, and she was extremely nervous, "Um … Let's try it out first. If you really can't do it, I won't look down on you. I will be responsible for you! I won't remarry just because you can't! "

"Don't just talk..." He did not want to hear the promise from her mouth.

He then turned around and swiped his index finger across her pretty and lovable nevus lacrimalis. The acoustic line asked in a bewitching manner, "It was voluntary?"

Why does it sound so strange?

It was as if she was a perverted woman that wanted to force a decent slave to serve her.

"En!" Mu Qing Huan nodded in agreement.

Her current thoughts were especially simple. It was because she had injured her very core, so she wanted to treat his illness!

At the same time, if he was tripped by her, he wouldn't be making an appointment with Yan Nai Er!

"I'll try it now." Feng Cheng's powerful arm fished out, lifting her up horizontally before quickly returning to the big bed. This time, he gently placed her down, as if he was looking at an item that needed to be cherished.

With his small hands, he tightly gripped the bed sheet under him. Mu Qing Huan's face was nervous, she anxiously looked at him, then quickly turned her gaze away.

Feng Cheng reached out his hands and took off her clothes … Surrender.

Every second was a test of his self-control.

"Do you feel it?" Mu Qing Huan asked in concern.

"For the time being, I don't feel anything special. I'll probably have to wait a little longer." Feng Cheng gave her a paralyzed face.

"Um, wait …" "Wait a moment!" Gently biting the corner of his mouth, Mu Qing Huan suddenly grabbed Feng Cheng's wrist.

"You don't want to?" Feng Cheng took a deep breath, he never thought that the fat on his mouth would fly away like that.

"That's not it..." Mu Qing Huan shook her head, mustering her courage and said, "I want to be on top!"

Lying down was too tense!

Besides, they were both trying. She should be up there, telling him not to be nervous, not just nervous.

"Up to you." Feng Cheng turned to the side and with a slight raise of his hand, he completely ripped off the belt on her shoulder. In the next second, it was his turn.

He wasn't lying down. Instead, he leaned his back against the bed and looked at her with a cold and charming gaze. He sized up her enchanting figure and the moment when her bashful face sank …

"What are you shy about?" With his big hands wrapped tightly around Mu Qing Huan's face, Feng Cheng asked seriously: Didn't you want to help me? "Sit on top of me."