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Chapter 886 The idol boy group in the age of love (38)

After a simple shower, the two went to bed.

Same quilt.

Sleeping together on a pillow.

The original owner had a heart transplant surgery and the heart was not supplied with blood, which caused cold hands and feet in winter.

Even if the heater is on indoors, the servant who cares for her will fill her with two soup pots every night, wrapped in the softest wool silk cloth and placed it on her hands and feet.

...It's so cold.

Under the quilt, the girl's cold feet looked towards the heat source.

The boy's body stiffened slightly, and the sound that sounded in the night seemed to be extremely tense, "...soft?"

"It's a little cold, can you give me a hug?" Fenghua asked in a low voice.

After a while, a faint sound of "Yes."

Fenghua curled her lips.

She moved her body over.

Su Xinglan hesitated for a while and slowly stretched out his hand to hold the girl's waist.

The girl's hand slid along the hem of the clothes, "One, two, three... I really have eight pack abdominal muscles."

"Ruan Ruan." Su Xinglan grabbed Fenghua's wrist, and his glazed eyes were bright and burning in the dark, emitting some strange light.

Fenghua turned over above him, and his long black hair poured on him like a waterfall, asking, "Do you want to do it?"

Su Xinglan was stunned, showing a rare cute look. Her slender and thick eyelids blinked and nodded hesitantly.

"Silly." She lowered her body and kissed him, "I'll agree to let me be on it."

“…”

Su Xinglan...has no objection.

A small wall light was turned on, and the dim and ambiguous light fell into the room.

The boy who took off his clothes lay on the bed, revealing his delicate chest and beautiful waist and abdomen, which was just right.

Fenghua's fingertips slid across from above, and the exquisite and sturdy texture is intoxicating.

Su Xinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly, her fair cheeks were stained with a moving color, and her voice was hoarse: "Soft..."

Compared to the old driver's Queen, he has no experience at all.

Fenghua raised a strand of black hair and put it behind her ears, leaned down to kiss him.

The two exchanged a lingering and long kiss.

When they parted, the boy's glass-colored eyes were filled with enchanting mist, which was extremely beautiful.

But she lowered her body again, kissed the boy's neck, collarbone, to his waist and abdomen, and then unbuttoned her belt...

Sink down and blend together.

The girl sitting on the boy's waist and abdomen frowned slightly with delicate eyebrows and bit her red lips as if she was enduring some strange pain.

"... soft." Su Xinglan gasped slightly, and her gorgeous voice was mutely calling her name, and her hands that had nowhere to put them consciously held the girl's waist.

Soon, the girl's cold body became hot...

Hot, very hot.

It's almost melting.

Outside the window, the goose feathers were snowing heavily, and the sky was pure white.

Indoor, ambiguity is like fire, lingering and affectionate.

After struggling until midnight, the young man who had just had a meal still had an unfulfilled rest.

Su Xinglan picked up Fenghua, who was lazy, went to the bathroom to take a shower, wiped it clean before returning to the bed.

Fenghua slept in bed, but he didn't know that the boy hugged her and had not fallen asleep for a long time.

The wall lights have been turned off and the room has fallen into darkness again.

Su Xinglan stared at the girl's face with the moonlight outside the window reflecting the snow.

He likes those eyebrows, those eyes, those lips, and those black hair.

He also... likes this person very much.

The boy lowered his head and gently kissed the girl on the forehead.

"Good night, soft."

It's really...

Satisfied.
Chapter completed!
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