Chapter 447

When song Fengwan rushed over, Fu Chen was unprepared. He was bumped into the bed, and the strong bed made a dull sound.

When he calmed down, song Fengwan was already riding on him.

Her face is very red, breathing is very urgent, the bedroom light is very soft, covering her, her whole person is also like smoke with water, slender Phoenix eyes, like water light

She was wearing a rather sexy underwear, with only a thin bag around her shoulder, and a layer of gauze on her body, which set off a little woman's charm. She bit her lips in shame and embarrassment, and her eyes were still clean and naive.

The hair is scattered, which is not only a style, but also a swagger.

The falling gauze couldn't cover half a cent at all. His legs were thin and white. He was sitting in his abdomen, cramped and nervous.

"Late..." Fu Shen's eyes were burning.

“……”

Song Fengwan's mind is chaotic at the moment, where can he think so much, tongue tied, I don't know what to say?

"You said the gift..." Fu Chen was afraid that she would fall down. He reached for his waist. His palm was hot and touched her cool skin, which made her body shake uncontrollably.

"That's it?"

Song Fengwan pursed his mouth and bent down to kiss him.

During this time, she also made a lot of preparation, and began to learn from the female master in the movie. She held his lips, bit them slowly, stretched out her tongue, and licked them gently.

She is very patient and not impatient.

But it made Fu Shen breathe more deeply.

Song Fengwan, who had never been so active in this kind of thing, tried his best to tease him. His whole body was hanging over his body, his hands on her sides, and their clothes occasionally rubbed gently

Fu Shen's breathing was heavy, and even the turbid air in his breathing was tinged with a trace of unspeakable heat.

Is this little fox turned into a fox spirit tonight to seduce the soul?

Song Fengwan never knew that she was so tired up there, her arms were sore, and she had too little experience.

In this movie, it's all about the woman who seduces him a little, and the man comes back directly?

What happened to his third brother?

Don't move. Let her make it.

Song Fengwan's hands were too sour, and Fu Chen couldn't move. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, straightened up, raised her legs and left.

Fu Shen's eyes suddenly became heavy and pressed her leg, "why don't you do it?"

"Tired." Song Fengwan was so stuffy that he couldn't move.

He also said that he was hard hearted and cold-blooded. He didn't pull himself up at ordinary times. How could he be stupid at this time? Was he too fierce and too active to scare her?

"Then I'll..."

Song Fengwan's body froze. The next second, Fu Shen suddenly turned over and pressed her under his body. A hoarse voice came from behind his ear.

"I've been kissed by you..."

The last two words were in her ears.

Song Fengwan can clearly feel the change of his body, plus someone's nonsense, blood all over his head.

Guilty and ashamed.

This person can't speak tactfully. He has to be so straightforward. His body is pressed tightly. His breath is like hot lava, grinding and pestering.

"You..." song Fengwan didn't know what to say. He pressed his body. The so-called clothes on his body seemed not to be worn, revealing a large area of delicate skin.

His eyes were burning, and he looked at her carefully, which made her feel embarrassed. Her hands and feet were pressed, and she couldn't move. She struggled a little, trying to block.

"It's not a gift from you? I haven't opened it yet. What are you hiding from? " Fu Shen's voice was on her ear.

She was hoarse and thick, and her teeth bit the strap on her shoulder. She was too soft to lift a sharp weapon.

"You leave a little bit first. I'm under a lot of pressure."

Her voice is weak, like a disguised coquetry.

Fu Chen ignored her. The air was hot as if it was going to explode. Fu Chen was confined tightly and bullied others. She was allowed to struggle and her fingers began to fire around her restlessly.

"Is this what you call a special gift?" Fu Shen looked at her.

In fact, song Fengwan's clothes are not suitable for this kind of clothes. They are too clever and childish. They are too mature to wear, so they present two different styles

Charming and innocent.

Thin body, delicate neck, looking at, especially want to bully her.

Fu Chen suddenly remembered his first close contact with her. On a rainy day, he was wearing a school uniform, the cool wind was blowing, his skirt was light, and her white legs were very swaggering.

At that time, he had been facing her. If he pressed her under his body, what would it be like.

In some years, once sprouted, it will spread and grow irresistibly.

"Who let you wear this dress..." Fu Shen breathed more and more heavily.

The breath splashed on song Fengwan's neck, making her body tremble, "don't you like it?"

Hu Xinyue

She knew that his third brother didn't move, and probably didn't like this style.

"Like..." Fu Chen could not help biting her lips, "like..."

"Damn it

The last two words gnash.

He seemed to be a little bit fierce, teeth slightly forced, bit Song Feng late startled, exhaled, his back was as numb as electricity, breathing heavily.

Warm mouth, two people breathing

The body began to heat up, and the brain began to faint. The heat poured into the brain, and the whole person's consciousness began to be confused. Song Fengwan only knew that Fu Shen took off his clothes, his skin was close to each other, and his terrible feeling of touch

There was a shuddering sense of defeat.

Like a prairie fire, a little is burning.

Fu Chen is very restrained, because he knows that Qiao's father and son have not left yet. If he leaves a trace on her, he may be "dismembered" on her birthday.

But soft jade and warm fragrance are in my heart. If I really don't mind, it's impossible.

It's really a test of his self-control. Just when he feels that he can't keep up, song Fengwan's mobile phone rings

The two looked at each other.

"Will you take it?" Fu Shen looked down at him. The little girl bit her lips. Her face was slightly red and her eyes were like the eyes. Fu Shen's heart was agitated.

Song Fengwan clenched his lips, "take my mobile phone, I'm afraid it belongs to my cousin."

As soon as he heard that Qiao Xiyan was cold in winter, his anger was almost gone.

Song Fengwan's clothes are on the ground. Fu Chen can only help her pick them up and take out her mobile phone. Caller ID: [big cousin].

It's josiyan's.

Song Fengwan straightened up, cleared his throat, and then answered the phone, "Hello, cousin."

"Did you go back? I've just finished the inventory. If you haven't left, I'll pick you up there. " Josiyan's voice was heavy and cold.

"No, I've gone back." Song Fengwan said in a hurry.

"To the dorm?"

"Yes."

"So quiet?" Qiao Xiyan's mobile phone is hands-free, and her finger controls the steering wheel. She is driving to No. 9 residence. When she learns that she is going back, she is thinking about turning the front of the car back to Yishui community.

"All the roommates are asleep."

"Then I won't disturb you. I'll have a rest early. I've drunk a lot tonight. If you feel uncomfortable, I'll give you some antidotes."

"No, I took off my clothes and went to bed."

When song Fengwan answers the phone, Fu Shen takes out his coat from the wardrobe and wraps it around her. He goes directly into the bathroom.

When Qiao's father and son leave tomorrow, they are sure to have their last meal with song Fengwan. It's not too late for them to get close when they leave. The main reason is that when Fu Chen hears about Qiao Xiyan, he thinks of the green brick he sent today

It's a little chilly on the back.

Song Feng saw him go into the bathroom in the evening. He looked down at the red mark on his chest, pulled off his clothes slightly and covered his body. His face was like burning, hot and hot.

When she hung up, she heard the sound of water coming from inside

Fu Chen has been inside for a long time this time.

Song Fengwan wrapped his coat tightly. Maybe she had drunk too much wine. She planned to go to the bathroom, but Fu Chen always didn't go out, which made her a little anxious. For almost half an hour, she went over and knocked on the door.

"Third brother? Aren't you all right? "

Fu Chen opened the door. It seemed that he hadn't solved it yet. He just stared at her, his eyes rolling with irrepressible desire.

"That..." song Fengwan was a little embarrassed, "or I'll go to another room to go to the toilet, you go on."

It's been a long time. She remembers that Fu Chen came here for the first time.

This man is always like this, not satisfied.

Song Fengwan did it for him, and he solved it by himself, but nothing was right. He was very cheap, and Fu Shen was very depressed. His eyes seemed to be stained with blood and red.

"... you really feel bad? Can't get it out? "

Song Fengwan's face was as shy as fire.

She's talking about something.

Fu Chen looked at her and said nothing.

He stares at her with red eyes. Even if he doesn't speak, she can easily surrender.

"Then I'll help you?"

Fu Chen chuckles and pulls her into the bathroom.

Song Fengwan thought it would be OK to use a small hand, but someone gave her an inch to use

……

After half an hour, Fu Chen came out of the bathroom and helped her pour water and squeeze toothpaste.

Song Fengwan gritted his teeth, picked up his toothbrush and brushed his teeth. How could this madman

After that, I touched her face all the time and said she was so good.

Fu Chen, your uncle.

Song Fengwan took a deep breath and brushed his teeth several times, but he still felt that there was a sense of Indescribability in his mouth. It was really shameful.

She took off her clothes and took a shower. When she went out, Fu Chen seemed to have washed in other rooms with milk beside the table. He was fiddling with the paintings she had sent during the day, as if wondering where to hang them.

Song Fengwan painted an oil painting of winter scenery for him, which was very colorful. His room was cold and hung as if the style of the whole room had changed, but it also complemented each other.

"Are you going to hang here?" Song Fengwan took two mouthfuls of milk.

"Not good?"

"It's going to be seen."

"No one will come to my room."

……

Fu Chen hung up the painting. It was close to 12 o'clock. Song Fengwan got into his arms and said, "happy birthday."

Fu Chen kisses her forehead.

After having her, the birthdays of these two years are very happy.

**

The Qiao family planned to have lunch before they left. Song Fengwan wanted to get up early in the morning and go back to the dormitory, so that he could be unconscious.

But some things are not as smooth as they think.

Josiyan got up early in the morning to pack up. He thought that song Fengwan had drunk a lot of wine yesterday. He helped her buy breakfast and brought some wake-up potions for her.

But no one answered her cell phone all the time. Josiyan had no choice but to call her roommate.

At this moment, just after 7 a.m., Hu Xinyue saw the caller ID and was still a little confused. She looked at Song Feng's late bed and didn't come back yesterday. "Hello, Mr. Qiao..."

When entering school, Qiao Xiyan invited her to dinner. At that time, he added his contact information, hoping that song Fengwan would have an emergency and Hu Xinyue would inform him in time. This was the first time they had a telephone conversation.

"Sorry to disturb you so early."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb!" This is her idol's grandson, Hu Xinyue, who comes out of the quilt and wakes up.

"Can you call me late? I'm downstairs in your dorm. "

"Late..." Hu Xinyue just woke up, a little dizzy, blurted out that

"She didn't come back last night?"

"What did you say?" Josiyan squeezed the convenience bag in his hand.

"I..."

Hu Xinyue immediately responded that she might have done something wrong, but

Song Fengwan is not in the dormitory at the moment. She can't call song Fengwan out. It can't be concealed at all.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch what you just said. Would you say it again?" Josiyan's fingers clenched, not in the dorm?

"Xinyue..." because it was the weekend, Miao Yating didn't get up either. Listening to the noise, she was woken up and turned over to look at Hu Xinyue, "what's the matter? Who's calling? "

Hu Xinyue was almost crying.

what the fuck!

Trouble!