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"If you keep working, I'll just give it a hug."

Luo Yangyang continued to murmur softly and did not look up to see the canonization.

Just her hands on the neck of the canonization, subconsciously hugged tightly.

She didn't want to go back so early. Anyway, she was the only one to go back. She wanted to stay with the canonization more, even for a few minutes.

The big palm of the canonization was on luoyangyang's head melon and stroked gently along her waterfall like long hair.

In the quiet and beautiful time, Fengsheng looks at the night outside the landing window, and he gently drops a kiss on the soft hair of luoyangyang.

Then he put his hands on the keyboard and continued to work.

The sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard continued.

The sound of "dada Da" was very fast. Luo Yangyang could imagine that the fingers of the holy master hitting the keyboard must be hitting fast.

Luo Yangyang listened to the rhythmic and fast keyboard sound, hugged her canonized, and slowly closed her eyes.

After working for a few minutes, his index finger on the keyboard suddenly moved and took it back.

"Baby, I can't work like this."

There is a man hanging on his chest. If he only works by typing the keyboard, he can still cope with it.

Just, their day and night think of the Jiao Ren son so sit on their own body.

Her tiny body was close to him, and he wanted to concentrate on his work.

However, he found that no matter how to eliminate the miscellaneous thoughts, he could not finish it.

He could even feel the heat surging from his lower abdomen, gradually spreading to his limbs at a faster and faster speed.

This hot feeling, mercilessly hit his brain.

"No matter, I just want to hold you."

Luo Yangyang's hands around the sacred neck were more tightly encircled.

Because the seat is too high, she sits on the sacred thigh, her toes can't reach the ground, and her little butt moves slightly.

She hung the two slender legs on the upper side of her thighs, and then gently swayed a few times, and she sat closer to the saint.

Luo Yangyang's subconscious movement made him take a breath of cool air, even the breath was thick.

Feng Sheng's eyes move down, looking at Luo Yang Yang's slightly swinging slender thigh. His smooth visual impact makes his big hand fall on her thigh.

"Baby, I can't work with you like this."

With a touch of warm palm, she pasted it on her tender skin and rubbed it.

Although it is a kind of enjoyment to be held, it is a kind of torture to canonize when it can not be distracted.

No matter how sweet this torture is, it is also a kind of torture. When enjoying it, there is always some restlessness.

"Then don't work. I'll hold it for a few more minutes, and then you'll send me back."

Luo Yangyang's voice, with a little coquettish.

The work of canonization is so busy that I don't accompany her now. The next time we meet, it must be several days or even a week later.

It's hard to think about it.

Feng Sheng hugged Luo Yangyang tightly and did not speak any more. They hugged each other quietly.

The bright moonlight comes in from the landing window. The white moonlight reflects with the people in the room, making a beautiful and desirable picture.

After ten minutes of holding each other in silence, he rubbed the silky hair of Luo Yang.

Feng Sheng held Luo Yangyang's small butt in one hand and her back in the other hand, so he hugged her and suddenly stood up.

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