Chapter 231

"Cheng yingxuan, do you want to push me to other women?"

"This is not for the sake of Yan Zong's happiness..." What else did she want to say? He covered her thin and cool lips, grabbed her tender red lips, and forced her lips and tongues to tangle.

The fresh and sweet fragrance in her shell teeth made him more and more hungry and thirsty. In an instant, a flame rose from his lower abdomen

She stretched out her hand to refuse, and his hard arms around her body did not allow her to move.

Some of his rough palms swam on her, strong and irresistible, overbearing.

After not doing it for several days, she was provoked by him, and her body gradually became hot.

His kiss to her neck, she just got a gap, panting out, "Ting Ting, don't pick Dou me, I'm not convenient now..."

He really wanted to ignore her monthly affairs and do her. But she said it was not good for her health. He looked up some information, and it was.

Out of his love for her, he held out his desire and said, "I'll kiss..."

If you can't, it's better to stop thirst.

"The more you do, the more difficult it is to control." She was also a little short of breath.

"Mom, uncle Yan, what are you doing?" Cheng Xiaobao opened his big eyes. He did not know when he stood by the bed, staring at the two people innocently.

Yan shiting's body was stiff. He glanced at him with a black face, "how did you come?"

"Coming." Cheng Xiaobao seemed to think of something, angrily inserted in the waist, "Uncle Yan, you do not obey the rules!"

Cheng yingxuan immediately closed her loose lapel and was embarrassed.

Yan shiting fell down from Cheng yingxuan, sat on the bed and patted Xiaobao's head with one hand, "Stinky boy, don't always destroy my good things!"

Xiaobao held his hands up for a moment, so that he could not take his head, "you are not my father, you can't hit me."

Yan shiting's heart aches "Son of a bitch, your father is dead!"

"Some people are alive and dead. Some people are dead and alive. " Xiaobao a pair of strong sad spring sad autumn sigh.

"What are you talking about, son of a bitch?" He raised his eyebrows.

"It's no wonder uncle Yan can't understand such philosophical words. I translated it into a childish language that children can understand. To put it simply, uncle Yan's life is equivalent to his death, because you can't understand people's words. " The little guy's eyes filled with thoughts that he had never seen before, "and my father, though dead, will always live in my heart."

Yan shiting's cold face was as dark as the coming rain. He was so depressed that he wanted to burst into blood. He was very jealous that the dead son of a bitch could make Xiaobao think so much of him.

She glanced at Cheng yingxuan with a warning, "Cheng yingxuan, is Xiaobao's father always living in your heart?"

She asked cautiously, "may I say so?"

"I'll throw you down from the 15th floor."

"Uncle Yan, you are the threat of red fruits!" Xiaobao is dissatisfied.

"So, I was scared." Yingxuan said, "Yanzong can rest assured that the son of a bitch will never live in my heart forever."

After hearing her say so, he was relieved a little. He thought that he had just said that Xiao Bao's father was a son of a bitch. Now Cheng yingxuan also said that he was a bastard. He felt strange at the moment, "don't compare me with that bastard."

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