He - how could he be here? The sound of the piano just now was played by him! I didn't expect that guy has such talent!
She couldn't help but look at Di Shiyin: "He-"
Indra naturally knew who he was in her mouth. He smiled slightly and hugged her tighter, and his lips almost touched her small ear: "He is our emcee now."
Feng Qingyu: "..."
She paused, then raised her eyebrows in surprise: "How did you conquer him?" It's so weird that it was so weird that this big devil could be the emcee!
Indra chuckled: "Are you very surprised?"
Feng Qingyu smiled dryly: "It's very surprised - joy." The surprise is true, but joy hasn't come to light. After all, she has suffered many great losses, and the setbacks she and Di Shiyin suffered.
Most of them were thanks to this guy. However, this guy has always had his eyes on his head, so why would he be the emcee? Is he what purpose he wants to make trouble?
After all, Feng Qingyu was an agent before and had always considered a lot of things. She looked at Indra and had a sudden idea: "Did he ask for you?" Now there is only one possibility.
Indra kissed her on the cheek and praised her without hesitation: "Little Feather, you are so smart."
Feng Qingyu's pretty face turned slightly red. After getting on the car, Di Shiyin often made some intimate actions with her. She liked it very much, but after all, it was on the wedding car, and the curtain in front of the wedding car was crystal. She looked outside.
It can be seen at a glance, and I believe that people outside should be like this too -
Does this show of love in public? Does it affect his reputation as a cold and cold master?
She coughed, pushed his body slightly, making his handsome face a little further away from him. His warm breathing brushed away in her ears, making her unable to calm down and her head was like
It is difficult to maintain true soberness after being muddy.
But she obviously didn't use enough strength. It was like an ant shaking a tree. Instead of pushing him away, it made him closer. His lips almost bit her ears. "Little Feather, what are you doing?"
Feng Qingyu felt that the numb feeling flowed through his ears directly. The earlobe he touched seemed to be covered with pepper juice, and it was hot: "Master... Stay away from me, there are so many eyes outside looking at it.
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"What? Are you shy?" Di Shiyin looked at her with interest. Seeing that the blush on her face was getting more and more, she was quite funny, so she simply took her into her arms: "What they look at, we are
Couples, be as friendly as they want. They joke that they have no knowledge.”