Mr.Feng, your wife is practicing magic again

Cloud ink holding the two corners of the nightdress twisted two, it is more than soaking in the washing machine clothes are still wet thoroughly, Hua La of twist out a lot of water.

Looking up at Feng Tianxun, yunmo gritted his teeth: "it's just like I've been swimming for a kilometer in this suit, and I've been bathing in it for an hour by the way." Pinch a hair, the water splashed down DC.

Is it hard for the damned Fengtian xunling power to build a shelter?

She thinks that he wants to use the spirit to block the rain. Feng Tianxun looks at yunmo's unusual reaction, and a smile surges up from the bottom of his eyes. He points to yunmo's body and throws down two words: "mine."

"No Cloud ink a lift chin, counter finger at oneself: "you are mine, mine is also mine."

This cloud ink

Feng Tianxun looks at yunmo with a spoiled smile, then turns around and walks towards the shabby bedroom with only one bed.

Oh, it's gone. Isn't it coming directly?

Cloud Mo looked at Feng Tianxun and raised his eyebrow: "Hey, don't go. Are you shy? I'm not shy. What are you doing?"

Feng Tianxun ignores yunmo. Don't think he doesn't see the fingerprints in her hand. He really wants to pass. I'm afraid he won't be beaten.

What's more, he didn't really think much about this place. He just wanted to show her figure. Yes, just show her figure.

I don't know what body I haven't had after rolling in bed for three days.

"Hiss..." just smiled twice, and yunmo suddenly couldn't help shivering.

This ghost weather, for the first half of the day is still hot, let a person want to peel off skin, now the rain, at least an instant cool down about 10 degrees, she was wet wearing on the body, that leakage from the door in the wind blowing, unexpectedly cold she shivered.

"It's a terrible day. It's cold." Cloud ink holding the arm in place to jump.

Feng Tianxun turns around the shabby bedroom, which has no clothes or blankets except a dusty quilt. At this moment, listening to cloud Mo's cry, Feng Tianxun goes straight to the so-called living room and raises his feet to a shabby triangular table.

"Crackling." Originally, it was just a temporary wooden table, which was kicked apart by Feng Tianxun's feet.

After pulling the scattered wooden table, Feng Tianxun smashed it by hand. Then he piled up a fire in the hall. He bent down and wiped it on the firewood. A small flame came out of the wood.

Feng Tianxun tidied up the wood pile to make it easier to burn. Then he turned and walked into the kitchen and carried a scaffold out.

Put the hands and feet on the fire, Feng Tianxun motioned to yunmo to take off his clothes, put them on the top and dry them. On the other hand, he also dried his body. Don't catch cold.

Then, without waiting for yunmo's action, Feng Tianxun picked up his shirt and put it on the side of the scaffold. Then he sat down behind his clothes and rustled his trousers on the scaffold. Then, unexpectedly, he shrank behind it.

Yunmo looks at the clothes and trousers, which cover Feng Tianxun behind. Through the faint fire, yunmo sees Feng Tianxun sitting with his back to her, facing out of the window.

Cloud Mo picked to pick eyebrow, ah, unexpectedly give her to pretend to be a gentleman.

At the moment, yunmo took off his clothes and said: "I said laofeng, you seem like I have no charm. You make me sad."

Feng Tianxun, who was sitting with his back to yunmo, said with a smile, "then I'm coming."

Cloud ink slapped the Nightgown in the past: "if you dare to come here, I'll break your leg."

As long as he dares to move, she will destroy him.

The cloud Mo who is waiting for him doesn't wait to peek at Feng Tianxun. He only hears Feng Tianxun's low laughter from the opposite side.

The laughter was very pleasant.

Asshole, this guy didn't want to come here at all. Fuck her.

Cloud Mo made a face at Feng Tianxun's back, but he also laughed.

Summer clothes are thin, especially the cloud ink nightdress, in this direct baking, dry up quickly, but after a while, two people's clothes are dry.