My heart hurts... Looking at the plump woman on the bed, her slender waist, plump xiong, and her perky snow buttocks, Han Beibei finally understood the difference between herself and those women...
To grow up... She wants to grow up... Yu... It's not possible...
Feng Qianyu was obviously surprised, and he actually... in this situation... Damn, she didn't knock on the door... and he suddenly rang out. She was by his side for 7 years... He had never taught her to knock.
This kind of etiquette of the door!
"……go out!"
“…”
"Babe! Go out!"[
He was a little annoyed and immediately wrapped himself with the bed sheet, and there was no hazy place in his eyes when he was in love just now? The endless cold light had already burst out!
“…Daddy…Why? Why?”
"This is the adult business. When you grow up, you will understand, be good... Beibei, go back to your room, close the door, sleep well, and forget everything you just saw!"
He knew very well how perfect he was in her psychological aspect, and he also knew very well that this night, his perfection no longer exists, and there were gradually cracks in her psychological aspect...
Well, having cracks is also a good thing, at least... she shouldn't be so obsessed with him, right?
Beibei is 15 years old, and she is just beginning to fall in love. Feng Qianyu understands very well that this child has put all the admiration, love and appreciation on him, which is not allowed... So think about it carefully,
Perhaps it is not a bad thing to let her see this kind of scene today!
“…Dady…”
By his side, whenever there is another woman, she will always call Daddy well. Without another woman, she will always call Yu! This also gave Feng Qianyu a headache, and it has been corrected for so many years.
, he still didn't correct it, and he was too lazy to correct it!
The cold sweat on her forehead seemed to have gathered more, and her face became paler, and her legs seemed to be gradually becoming weak, and she almost fell down!
Feng Qianyu raised his charming eyes and looked at her, a trace of haze flashed across his psychological face... This expression... He has been familiar with it for a long time, not the first time he has seen it... Could it be... I'll make up for the days
, Damn it, it's almost the same, it should be just right...