Although it is not the first time to have his skin with him.
But Cang Qiao's strange and suffocating atmosphere ... always made her unbearable.
And when he used his original identity, he was always too "to do whatever you want" and "curiosity" in love.
Not uncomfortable ...
Sometimes, too shameful, it really makes her unable to fight.
"Where is the second place?"
Cang Qiao took the gorgeous little knife inserted on the barbecue, cut a piece of grilled lamb, inserted it on the tip of the knife and sent it to Minglan Ruo's lips: "Try the craftsmanship in this seat?"
He is marinated by him today.
Ming Lan Ruo was hesitant, and she opened her mouth and bit the small piece of meat.
Sure enough, the lamb is grilled and tender inside, rich in gravy, and a spicy and rich flavor, which has a good taste ...
"Oh ..." She snorted, grasping the hand of his placket.
"Why, the little mother doesn't like it, isn't it delicious?" Cang Qiao raised his eyebrows, lowered her head and sniffed the aroma of the girl in her arms.
The little mother was cleaned in the morning, the aroma of the peach, like the taste of the spring, but with the astringent smell of the leaves.
Ming Lan's fair face red: "Delicious ..."
Speaking, she took a knife randomly to cut the lamb.
Cang Qiao slowly bowed his head and kissed her collarbone, and peeled her out of her clothes: "This morning this morning's flavor of the fragrant pancreas is very good."
"You just ... can't you eat well?" Although there are land dragons in the room, but Minglan is still cold and dull.
Her squeezing knife's hands curled up, holding the handle tightly.
Cang Qiao laughed, reached out and pressed her face down on the table, pressed on her trembling back, and then held the knife in her hand with one hand, and held her hand in her hand--
"Of course, I can cut the lamb, I ca n’t cut the meat like this, this grilled meat is so cut, this seat will teach you."
Ming Lanruo watched him holding the knife in his hand, and he really cut the lamb from a piece.
His slender fingers, stable and accurately, the size of each piece of meat was consistently amazing.
"Cang Qiao ... We are eating, first ... eat ..." Ming Lan could not help but start shaking, trying to struggle to escape his control.
But his slender body was like a fierce beast who pressed his little mother's beast. How could he let her run away when eating.
"Little Niangniang, you have to see it for a few months, so I want to be hungry for a long time. Should I eat with me for a day today?" He bowed his head, gently and ambiguously biting her back neck.
The tingling and warm and humid touch of the back neck made her shook more and more. Close her eyes: "Bashing meat will be cold, just eat first ... No?"
He seemed to control all her senses, and that feeling made her panic.
His mood was not right. Last time, she was forced to marry Shangguan Hongye.
He is in the East Factory ... From then on, she dare not use him to make a special step for her again,
"Well, isn't this eating?" He whispered softly behind her ears.
Speaking, he gave the meat on her lips with a dagger again with one hand.
Look at her fragile and blurred eyes, with a layer of wet water, seductive to tear her.
He laughed, and the movement on his hand became more and more exaggerated: "If you are obedient, this taste is crispy and spicy, try again."
Ming Lan Ruo trembled red lips, biting the fragrant flesh on the tip of the dagger, hey: "You bastard -oh oh ah!"
Suddenly, she opened her eyes slightly, tightened her tablecloth, and almost turned into screaming. This chapter has been completed!