Half an hour later, the tall and mighty man got up from his own collapse.

There seemed to be a faint milky fragrance in the air.

The smell was not heavy, Su Wanrong had already become accustomed to this smell during the time she was feeding Xi'er. But now she smelled it, with another ambiguous smell, and it lingered in her breath.

Su Wan's face was hot flashes, and she lay tremblingly on the soft bed. Her thin and soft bedclothes were half-disappeared, her shoulder bones were slender and well-proportioned, and her skin was white and white. The shadows revealed a large area of ​​seductive beauty.

Her pink lips were open, like a drowning fish, gasping for breath. Her bright and moist eyes were filled with a layer of mist, and now she was a little confused and helpless, staring at the tassel tent on the roof, as if she had not yet come back to her senses from the waves just now.

...It's really a bit too much.

Su Wanrong now recalled the ridiculous thing she had just had, her face turned red and she was so burning.

How could he do something like that?

It should be said that Su Wanrong never thought that an adult man with big and strong, tall and tough would do such a thing.

That was something that Xiao Xier had been obsessed with every day, but she became this man.

In fact, they were always doing the same thing, watching the man buried there and holding her body, looking at her with a pleasant look. Su Wanrong even recalled that when she hugged Xiao Xier and fed her every day, the little guy was anxious and urgent, waving his little head left and right, and his little cheeks were pounding hard.

But a big man who has become a young man is naturally different from a baby who is hungry for feeding just over a month old like Xiao Xier.

The strength is different first. The fat girl, even if she tried hard and her face turned red, her pink and tender mouth was round and pouty. Then, it opened and closed, and the soft and soft moistness made people's heart turn into a pool of water.

As for a man like Yinmang.

The thick and tough man had two thin and sharp lips.

In fact, he had already controlled the force intentionally, but with a slight scrubbing inadvertently, Su Wanrong's scalp was numb, and her soft body trembled constantly.

At first, he would still push and hit him softly and weakly. When he arrived at the back, he was completely powerless and his wrist was grabbed by the man's thick palm. He could only breathe, lying there with a red face, watching the man do these ridiculous things with shame.

Now I saw the man turning over, his thin lips, which were light in the past, turned red at this moment, and even soaked with an unknown layer of water. The dark eyes seemed to be two dark pools, staring straight at her.

An unprecedented sense of shame slashed from the head to the tip of the toe.

But this man still looked as if he was right.

Su Wanrong was completely angry and bit her lip and scolded:

"What a big man! Is there still shamelessness!"

She was a thin-skinned person who was really a perfunctory person, but she met such a rebellious and shameless rough man.

When Su Wanrong scolded her, she felt extremely ashamed and angry.

Little did she know that her cheeks were flushed, her shirt was slightly untied, and her shoulders were half exposed. She just leaned there softly, biting a pair of rosy lips, and scolding this sentence, which was originally not intimidating.

He was glared as shyly and angry by the pair of water eyes, which looked like smoke and mist. Yinmang was not angry at all, but seemed to have a cluster of fire burst out from his body.

The dark eyes seemed to get darker and darker. He forced himself to endure the evil fire in his heart, so he did not suppress the soft and slender man and bullyed him hard.

The thick and hard palm stretched over restraintly, tightening the loose-fitting lapel of the little woman on the couch. Yinmang took a deep breath, and then said with a low voice:

"Since you are my queen, you are my woman. It is natural for me to do whatever I do to my own woman."

The voice was very rough, with a little domineering and arrogant, and the tone was indeed very natural.

"But that's what I did for Xiao Xier!"

When she thought of this, Su Wanrong felt even more angry when she felt ashamed.

Such a soft and charming little baby is the one who has been pregnant for ten months and finally gave birth to her heart. So Su Wanrong insisted on feeding the little guy by herself, just wanting to leave all the good things for her.

Xiao Xier is really well-behaved and rarely cries on weekdays. She doesn’t need others to do more, but she’s just a bite.

But at the moment, this domineering and rude man snatched him away without saying a word.
Chapter completed!