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Chapter 423: Round Table Negotiation

Shangguan Feng'er was filled with indignation as he spoke, and the curvature of the thin lips of the man leaning on the bed became wider, "What then?" A voice that was neither yin nor yang.

"Then," Shangguan Feng'er took the words and was about to continue, but felt that Yuan'er's voice had changed and became more equivocal. She pulled off the thin silk quilt covering her head, sat up, and in a blink of an eye,

Look, he screamed "Ah" and quickly hugged the thin silk quilt to his chest. His eyes were slightly angry, "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"

The man in bright red clothes chuckled twice, his charming eyes lightly passed over her red lips, and he stared into her beautiful eyes. He rushed towards her, and the distance between them was only five centimeters.

Shangguan Feng'er was startled, and hurriedly stepped back. The hand covering her chest tightened, and she looked at the man warily, "You, you are Li Moran." This man must be Li Moran, and he is indeed older than Yi'er.

It's as if they were carved from the same mold.

The man winked seductively, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to hook Shangguan Feng'er's chin, and moved closer to her, "I'm so lucky that I still remember my husband." He said with a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

Shangguan Feng'er tried hard to lean back, trying to avoid Li Moran's fingers that hooked his chin, but because of this, he lost his balance, so he used both hands to support his body behind him to keep his balance and not fall on the bed.

When the man saw her like this, he simply knelt on the bed with his right knee and looked down at Shangguan Feng'er. The hand that hooked her chin was raised higher, and a sense of oppression came to Shangguan Feng'er.

"Pah!" Shangguan Feng'er raised her body with her left hand behind her, and with her right hand she slapped the man's hand that was holding her chin away unceremoniously. Her beautiful eyes dodge, showing annoyance: How could she not know that Yuan'er went out just now?

Damn it that he actually heard the words.

Li Moran chuckled and retracted his hand, but he counterattacked again and threw Shangguan Feng'er directly onto the bed.

Shangguan Feng'er fell on the bed and quickly covered his chest with both hands. Feng'er looked at Li Moran angrily, "You, what do you want to do?" It seemed that he was facing a prostitute squatting in an alley in the middle of the night, and

The emotion in Li Moran's eyes at this time was completely pure lust in her eyes.

Li Moran supported Shangguan Feng'er with both hands on both sides, trapping her. Looking at Shangguan Feng'er beneath him like an angry hedgehog, he smiled evilly, "What do you think I want to do?" After saying that, he leaned down,

The thin lips gradually came closer, and the two people's posture was very ambiguous.

Shangguan Feng'er didn't care whether the posture was ambiguous or not, and quickly took out a hand from the sensitive part of her chest to cover her red lips, "Get out of the way quickly."

"Ha," Li Moran chuckled, and turned to look at her hand covering her chest. Shangguan Feng'er thought he was looking at her lower body, so she quickly clamped her legs and covered her lower body with the hand covering her chest.

He said in shame, "You, you are not allowed to look."

Li Moran stared at her breasts with the eyes of someone going to a butcher shop to buy pork belly. He frowned slightly and seemed dissatisfied. "It's been five years and my breasts are still so small. It's really unattractive."

"You," Shangguan Feng'er said angrily, raising her head and chest toward Li Moran, "Why are my breasts so small?"

Li Moran's eyes seemed to be very satisfied with Shangguan Feng'er's posture. His right arm quickly passed through the gap created by Shangguan Feng'er lying on the bed with her head raised and her chest raised. He picked up Shangguan Feng'er and lifted her up.

Her breasts were pressed against her own, and she could feel the softness and heat through the thin pure white gauze in early summer. Her thin lips were slightly parted, "The fleshy feeling seems pretty good." A charming voice that fit the folds of the human soul.

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