Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Li Nanheng, it is enough to raise one of you. You still want me to raise pigs?

The second half of this sentence said nothing was wrong, but the first half of the sentence made Li Nanheng brow and immediately stopped the action of pouring water on his body.

Then he suddenly smiled meaningfully and looked at her: "Come here."

Seeing the man's smiling, dangerous eyes, Feng Ling's fingers were still hooking the pair of pig's forefoot, listening to the little pig's cry, said firmly and decisively, "Don't pass."

Li Nanheng glanced at her suddenly, Feng Ling continued to tease the little wild boar that was already eager to call, and was about to help him untie the rope, but Li Nanheng came up from the stream at this moment.

The man's upper body was bare, and the trouser legs of his lower trousers were wet, but it didn't affect the handsomeness of the man. It's baked. "

Feng Ling's actions gave him a meal, and gave him a white look: "Even if I get a bunch of wild pork in front of you, you should still eat the same, I will eat me, it seems that one night you let me be safe It's like sleeping peacefully. "

Speaking, she pointed to the small wild boar again: "And it's too small, it looks like it's been born less than half a month, and you want to eat the tender meat and score the size, this kind of not tender But it's too tender and not delicious at all. "

Li Nanheng looked at her subtly, squinting his eyes, "then do as I said, raise it first, and raise it before you eat."

Feng Ling drew a corner of his mouth: "I do n’t usually lack food. What do I have to raise it for? Even if humans live at the top of the food chain, they can grow up with their own feelings, how could they eat it?"

"Keep up without eating, and there is also a lack of living things around you, which can usually help you relieve boredom."

"... Are there still few living things in this jungle? I might as well wait for a few non-toxic snakes to come back and keep them, and let them sleep under our beds every day?"

Li Nanheng smirked, leaned down and held her chin, kissed her directly and decisively on her lips, and when Feng Ling was kissed to the point of being dizzy and almost sitting on the ground, she said dumbly, "No matter what, if you I like to be so exciting. I am here to stay. "

stimulate?

"..."

Is this stimulation of raising snakes under the bed?

Think of a cold chill!

Feng Ling quickly patted his hand: "I don't want to! One of you is enough, I don't support the others, let this little boar, let's eat something else."

The man saw her insisting on letting it go, and there was no objection.

Feng Ling quickly released the pair of pig's forefoot, and the little thing howled again, and it turned around very quickly, and the speed of this thing was not the same as that of poultry. Wild boars are very fast by nature. The reason why Feng Ling's skills are fast is because he must have a fast speed in order to eat in the jungle when he was a kid, otherwise he can't catch anything.

"Don't you wash it?" Seeing that the man didn't take the little boar seriously, she kissed him again without a kiss, and raised her hand to block: "All sweat!"

Li Nanheng laughed, remembering that she had been busy for a long time in the morning, and was sweating all over. She was clean and exuding a fresh taste. He kissed her on the lips again, but this time it was a taste. Going too far, he went straight back to Qingxi to take a bath.

This clear stream is very shallow. In many places, it is only about ten centimeters deep. The deepest place is where he is standing now, but it is barely high to the waist of the man. The man is standing there, leaning back on the shore with a relaxed attitude. He took the root grass in his mouth and poke.

Feng Ling looked for a while, walked over, grabbed water to get on his head intentionally, the man didn't hide, only smiled and asked, "Why? Want to help your husband take a bath yourself?"

What husband is not her husband, Feng Ling has not been embarrassed to open up and shouted her husband once.

This man hangs on his lips every day.

And she leaned in his arms before going to bed these days and questioned and understood. The reason why Li Nanheng had never explained to her the marriage of Yi Guanzuan was because the two Feng Li had an agreement, and no one could know Li within three years. The family married the cemetery of Fengjia. After all, this kind of thing seems too strange to outsiders. In order to respect a dead child and not let others gossip, it is necessary to abide by the three-year agreement and not marry within three years. Other women did not explain this inexplicable marriage.

But this was just an verbal agreement between the two of them, and it wasn't really a marriage, and for Li Nanheng, she only married a few clothes she wore as a child.

But he shouted at his little wife all day, as if she belonged to him completely.

She scooped water on his head again, looking at some old injuries that were not too obvious but could be seen behind the man. These less obvious scars were not ugly on him, a man It is impossible for a man who came out of the XI base to have a few old scars on his body. People are not living in a fairy tale world, and no one is perfect, and occasionally some injuries are inevitable.

It's just the gunshot behind his shoulder ...

Feng Ling stroked his hand to his gunshot wound position. He used a dagger to help him remove the bullet here. At that time, the man was sweating but did not say a word. At that time, he was holding her in his arms in Boston. The bullet that helped her block it later ... He was obviously weak like that, but still appeared with a gun when she was almost under siege, as if the gods had come.

Her finger was there for a long time. The man saw her hand there and kept on leaving, rubbing repeatedly, knowing what she was thinking, raising her hand and pressing her hand there: "Come down to help me take a bath Wash them together and don't secretly take advantage of me behind. "

"Who's taking advantage of you?" Feng Ling patted his hand again, while lowering his head on the shore behind him to look at the grass in his mouth: "You haven't smoked since you came here, Is it a smoker? "

The man did not answer directly, but just leaned back so arbitrarily, looking at the fine light dripping from the lush leaves above, he said so shallowly: "Huh."

"I see there are a few boxes in the travel bag you brought, but why haven't you kept smoking?"

The man slightly touched his lips, still leaning there and said leisurely: "It is not safe to smoke in the jungle, and ... this place is, after all, a place where you lived when you were a kid. It is too clean and has too many memories for you. Foreign objects are polluted, even second-hand smoke is released. "