After all, he has not been to that era. When Fang Xiyan talked about these idols, she talked about things like a hammer and a stick, which made him seem to understand...
"Are you very familiar with them?" Feng Xiaoxun's tone already had a hint of jealousy.
"It's familiar!" Fang Xi's face was beaming with pride: "I know all their preferences..." Since she is her favorite idol, she naturally knows everything about the idol through various channels. Now it's time to talk about it
She can tell them all their treasures, such as their birthdays, zodiac signs, favorite colors, favorite foods, and even which one of them has a mole on their chest...
These are the capital for her and her best friends to communicate with each other. When they start talking, they can't stop immediately, and they are like the Yangtze River.[
However, Feng Xiaoxun heard a dark line, suddenly turned over, pressed Fang Xiyan under him, looked into her eyes, and asked coldly: "What are my preferences?"
Fang Xiyan was so suppressed by him that she could hardly breathe. She finally woke up from her worship of her idol and realized that the person lying next to her was not her best friend, but a murderous murderer.
I actually talked about such other men in the ears of this big devil.
What does it mean to make oneself miserable? This is it!
She had been kicked in the head by a donkey before talking to him! Fang Xiyan regretted it endlessly. His body was pressed against hers, and his handsome face was less than an inch away from the tip of her nose. Such closeness and such posture made Fang Xiyan extremely happy.
Feeling the pressure, I couldn't help but reach out to his shoulder: "You, get down."
She used a lot of force, but it didn't have much effect. It was like an ant shaking a tree on him, not moving at all.
And her struggle immediately caused Feng Xiao to react...
After all, Feng Xiaoxun has not been close to a woman's body for more than five hundred years, and Fang Xiyan is the sweetheart of his heart. Lying side by side with Fang Xiyan like this is actually forcing himself to suppress himself.
In this life, he didn't want to force her, so he didn't want to act rashly without her consent, so as not to scare her.
At this moment, with the anger in his heart, his self-control was a bit weak, and if she continued to struggle like this, his desire was burning like fire, and a certain part of his body was swollen and harder than...
Fang Xiyan struggled twice and finally realized something was wrong. A hard object hit her thigh and it hurt.
Although she had rich theoretical knowledge, she had no practical experience and was not aware of what was going on. She thought Feng Xiaoxun had some kind of weapon on her and was trying to catch her, so she couldn't help but reach out and touch her: "Hey, go down, you