Pick / tease, 撩 / dial, honing, lip and honing, Fang Chixia all kinds of methods are exhausted.

Luo Yibei had been ignoring her at first, and she was lying on the bed like ice, leaving her with nothing.

Fang Chi Xia clearly felt that his body was already very tight, and some accidents were so good today.

She is not discouraged. In this kind of thing, she still has confidence in facing Luo Yibei.

Fang Chi Xia is determined that he will break the work and his behavior is very arrogant.

Kissing and kissing on him, his fingertips slowly descended down his strong chest, and her hand even picked up his waistband.

The twilight of Luo Yibei seems to be darker after that.

His gaze is very hot, hot and hot, like a burning flame, even body temperature is no exception.

Fang Chi Xia’s chest was ironed by him, and through his body temperature, she could clearly feel his.

Her lips were lightly lifted, her eyes slowly moving down his tight body, and her behavior was more self-willed.

She does not believe that he can hold on!

With the experience of Fang Chi Xia in the past too many times, she felt that Luo Yibei could not tolerate up to fifteen minutes.

With the direction of the fingertips turned, she directly ran into the waistband of his trousers, and wanted to go straight to his boxer pants. The cold wrist was suddenly pressed by one hand.

Fang Chi Xia raised his face, but he still didn't see the situation. He only felt that his hand that had been buckled was lifted by force.

Followed by, a faint turn, before a pair of men who banned the yu-style face, made a quick counterattack in one second, the movement was agile like a cheetah patrolling the same food, and turned over to suppress her.

The big hand clasped her wrist tightly, pressed her hand up to the top of the head, and he accumulated a full day of anger like a catharsis, and the voice snorted at her. "Are you going to drive me crazy?" ?"

His remarks were directed at Fang Chi Xia’s act of publicizing his identity without any consent from him. He also referred to all the picks/music she had just made.

Fang Chi Xia was rumbling in his ears.

She is actually not afraid of his anger. Compared with this, she is even more afraid of the two people in the cold war.

No matter what happens, it’s right.

When the problem is said, everything is solved.

Did not continue to defend himself, arms around his neck, sticking his body to him, her lips kissed him again...

Fang Chixia's behavior this time, in fact, did not consider his feelings.

Perhaps because of the subconscious, she knew that no matter what she did, he would forgive her.

Fang Chixia actually felt that she had been spoiled by him for so many years with Luo Yibei.

However, what is the relationship?

He still spoils her, he will not really care about her.

If it is open to the heirs today, if she does not do this, there is no better way to solve the problem.

Unless he is willing to sit on the position of the first heir, he will explain his fault.

However, he is not happy with the current situation.

Tonight's Fang Chi Xia's head was dizzy, and he was deprived of oxygen by Luo Yibei. Thinking about all the things, the head that had a headache was even more dizzy.

Now she only hopes that Luo Yibei is angry, venting and venting, and wakes up the next day, he can stand in her perspective to understand her mood at the time.

A groggy night.

When I woke up the next day, Luo Yibei was no longer there, and there were many people in the room.

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