Chapter 1753
Because Feng Sufei's sitting posture, coupled with Nan Rong Huai'an's holding her hard, really made her explode.
Her eyebrows and eyes are like silk, and her face can bleed.
The feeling under her is too strong. Her heart beats very fast. Her heart has to jump out of her heart.
She was totally touched by a kiss from Nanrong Huai'an, and her blood became hot.
Her body began to empty and the light in her eyes changed.
At this moment, Feng Sufei can't be rational.
She gasped for breath, but when she opened her mouth, Nan Rong Huai'an swallowed her breath, her fragrance
"Huai'an, no..."
Even if the emotion is so fierce, Feng Sufei remembers that Nanrong Huai'an is hurt.
For Nanrong Huai'an, injury is not important. What he cares about is fengsufei.
Thinking that she was going to the Empire, and that she would not see it for at least a few days, the flames on Nanrong Huai'an rose.
He wants to vent all his thoughts.
He wants to integrate Feng Sufei into his body.
This feeling is very strong. Nanrong Huai'an doesn't want to control it.
When Feng Sufei and Nan Rong Huai'an opened their hearts, they knew clearly that people who are as elegant as dust and as immortal as painting are very strong when they love her.
"Sophie, don't move, listen..."
Nanrong Huai'an whispered in the ear of fengsufei: "listen, or I will hurt you."
Feng Sufei blinked her eyes with excited tears, and duzui said, "you are hurt..."
"No harm..."
Even if the wound is reopened, Nanrong Huai'an doesn't care.
Besides, he also has his own heart. When he treats Feng Sufei, he will have a devil.
The wound is split. Sophie will think of him if she goes to the Empire.
If you think about it, you can make her come back earlier.
Nanrong Huai'an didn't know that Feng Sufei had already passed the video with her sister. She would go to the empire with him after the new year.
Nan Rong Huai'an didn't know, so he wanted to pour out all his love.
In fact, although Feng Sufei said so in her mouth, she thought about it both physically and mentally.
She loves him. It's all like this. How to control it?
Control and restraint will hurt your body.
Feng Sufei's eyes were lifted with tears of excitement.
She looked at Nanrong Huai'an pitifully.
As soon as Feng Sufei pours, Nan Rong Huai'an kisses her lips, "darling..."
When the two are really frank, Feng Sufei takes a breath of cold air. She can't stand it.
When she was about to explode, Nanrong Huai'an finally held her Together they
Feng Sufei frowned, but also satisfied with the breath.
She is in love with Nanrong Huai'an.
Because of love, both body and mind have a very happy feeling.
Feng Sufei did not dare to move or do anything. She always considered the physical condition of Nanrong Huai'an.
There is a faint light in the eyes of Nanrong Huai'an, as if he had suddenly changed from a banished immortal to a man with the smell of the world of mortals.
He holds Feng Sufei's waist and lets her up and down
Knowing the end of a love affair, Feng Sufei lies powerless in the arms of Nanrong Huai'an, breathing hard
Nanrong Huai'an reaches out to Feng Sufei and wipes the tear mark from the corner of her eyes, then gently taps her back.
It's like helping her breathe.
Such a love, I thought can ease the next miss.
But Nanrong Huai'an found that he couldn't let go of it. He wanted to hold her like this and not let her leave him.
Even for a moment, he didn't want to.
Her eyebrows and eyes are like silk, and her face can bleed.
The feeling under her is too strong. Her heart beats very fast. Her heart has to jump out of her heart.
She was totally touched by a kiss from Nanrong Huai'an, and her blood became hot.
Her body began to empty and the light in her eyes changed.
At this moment, Feng Sufei can't be rational.
She gasped for breath, but when she opened her mouth, Nan Rong Huai'an swallowed her breath, her fragrance
"Huai'an, no..."
Even if the emotion is so fierce, Feng Sufei remembers that Nanrong Huai'an is hurt.
For Nanrong Huai'an, injury is not important. What he cares about is fengsufei.
Thinking that she was going to the Empire, and that she would not see it for at least a few days, the flames on Nanrong Huai'an rose.
He wants to vent all his thoughts.
He wants to integrate Feng Sufei into his body.
This feeling is very strong. Nanrong Huai'an doesn't want to control it.
When Feng Sufei and Nan Rong Huai'an opened their hearts, they knew clearly that people who are as elegant as dust and as immortal as painting are very strong when they love her.
"Sophie, don't move, listen..."
Nanrong Huai'an whispered in the ear of fengsufei: "listen, or I will hurt you."
Feng Sufei blinked her eyes with excited tears, and duzui said, "you are hurt..."
"No harm..."
Even if the wound is reopened, Nanrong Huai'an doesn't care.
Besides, he also has his own heart. When he treats Feng Sufei, he will have a devil.
The wound is split. Sophie will think of him if she goes to the Empire.
If you think about it, you can make her come back earlier.
Nanrong Huai'an didn't know that Feng Sufei had already passed the video with her sister. She would go to the empire with him after the new year.
Nan Rong Huai'an didn't know, so he wanted to pour out all his love.
In fact, although Feng Sufei said so in her mouth, she thought about it both physically and mentally.
She loves him. It's all like this. How to control it?
Control and restraint will hurt your body.
Feng Sufei's eyes were lifted with tears of excitement.
She looked at Nanrong Huai'an pitifully.
As soon as Feng Sufei pours, Nan Rong Huai'an kisses her lips, "darling..."
When the two are really frank, Feng Sufei takes a breath of cold air. She can't stand it.
When she was about to explode, Nanrong Huai'an finally held her Together they
Feng Sufei frowned, but also satisfied with the breath.
She is in love with Nanrong Huai'an.
Because of love, both body and mind have a very happy feeling.
Feng Sufei did not dare to move or do anything. She always considered the physical condition of Nanrong Huai'an.
There is a faint light in the eyes of Nanrong Huai'an, as if he had suddenly changed from a banished immortal to a man with the smell of the world of mortals.
He holds Feng Sufei's waist and lets her up and down
Knowing the end of a love affair, Feng Sufei lies powerless in the arms of Nanrong Huai'an, breathing hard
Nanrong Huai'an reaches out to Feng Sufei and wipes the tear mark from the corner of her eyes, then gently taps her back.
It's like helping her breathe.
Such a love, I thought can ease the next miss.
But Nanrong Huai'an found that he couldn't let go of it. He wanted to hold her like this and not let her leave him.
Even for a moment, he didn't want to.