Yi Qingchen was also completely awakened by the sound. She opened her hazy sleepy eyes, and in front of her eyes was a handsome face as black as the bottom of a pot. Feng Yiying pressed a hand on her pillow, and a face was as good as a squirt.
Huo Yaksha's handsome face was less than a foot away from hers: "Girl, you kicked me down again! Say, what were you dreaming about?!" Yi Qingchen shrank her neck in fright, and swallowed with a grunt.
Damn it, she wouldn't dare to say that she was kissed by Bai Zimo again in her dream. Damn, she hated that pervert! How could she dream of him? And she was kissed by a wolf from him...
Could it be that I hate him so much that I subconsciously want to beat him up in my dream! Well, well, that must be the case. Random thoughts were running through Yi Qingchen’s mind quickly, and he looked at his handsome eyebrows slightly raised and his dark pupils.
Feng Yiying locked her eyes with a dangerous luster, and she smiled with a guilty conscience: "That... that... I... I didn't dream of anything..." Feng Yiying didn't intend to let her go, and brushed her finger lightly.
Her small mouth and eyes were narrowed, and the light in her eyes was like the undercurrent of the sea, which made Yi Qingchen frightened: "Girl, if you don't tell the truth, believe it or not, I will kill you now?" Yi Qingchen shuddered, her face
Her face suddenly turned red, and she said anxiously: "I, I'm telling the truth, I... I dreamed... I dreamed... Oh, I'm anxious!" The more anxious she became, the less she knew what to say, so she simply said this
A lame reason. She wanted to jump up as soon as she could, but suddenly she felt her body tighten. Before she could react, Feng Yiying was already pressing on her. His handsome face instantly enlarged. Li Yi Qingchen's big cake
Her face was less than one centimeter long. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, and said tremblingly: "You... you said you wouldn't force me..." Yi Qingchen's fingers lightly slid across her white mouth, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously.
He raised his eyes, but the expression on his face was calm: "Girl, you are playing with fire. Tell me, what did you dream about? Did you dream about that bastard Bai Zimo? Is he being scornful of you?" His voice was strange.
It was low, but it seemed to contain a volcano that could erupt at any time, making Yi Qingchen couldn't help but tremble. Damn, he has one on the left and one on the right. I don't even care if he has so many concubines. Why should I be so angry?
This erotic dream is like catching my husband in bed? What’s more, this erotic dream was caused by this guy secretly kissing me!