Fengchen owns the cloud clan's power in the Zhongtian realm is very large, but he is willing to accompany his family Qianqian to build their own basic power from scratch.
"Let go and do it, I support you with all my heart."
Yu Qingqian wrapped her fingers around Feng Chen's hair, "You don't want to be a hand-lover, right?"
"Qianqian is the shopkeeper, and I can be your personal servant." Feng Chen bit Yu Qingqian's earlobe and said softly.
The mature and magnetic voice penetrated into Yu Qingqian's ears, making her body and heart numb. Her sick beauty actually provoked herself like this.
Yu Qingqian put his hand into Feng Chen's shirt, touched his delicate skin like jade, and winked like silk, "Really? Then wait for the shopkeeper first and then talk about it!"
Feng Chen laughed softly, and the dense kisses fell, "Okay, let me serve the shopkeeper and go to bed today!"
The two snorted quickly entangled together, the spring light of a room.
Early the next morning, Feng Li and the others made an appointment to visit the Central City, and found that Yu Qingqian and the two had closed their doors, thinking that they were cultivating again, so they went by themselves.
The sun was hanging high, Yu Qingqian woke up leisurely, and a melodious and familiar sound of the piano came from the yard.
Yu Qingqian was carried by Feng Chen and cleaned last night, and he casually put on his clothes and washed and walked out of the room.
"Sick beauty, you're in good spirits." Yu Qingqian hugged her hands and admired the beauty playing the piano, and only said lazily after the song was over.
Feng Chen smiled lightly, "Last night was very fun, and today I played a song when I felt it."
Yu Qingqian couldn't help but stroked his forehead, the more he learned, the worse his beautiful beauty became!
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Feng Li walk into the courtyard angrily, followed by Chi Moran and a few others.
Yu Qingqian looked at Feng Li in surprise and asked, "What's wrong? You came back so angry after going out?"
Feng Li's temperament is more arbitrary, but there are very few times when he is so angry and black.
"What else can I do, I've been molested." Shi Xi's voice of schadenfreude came from behind.
Feng Li turned his head and glared at him fiercely, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen were stunned, "What do you mean by being molested?"
Feng Li walked to the stone chair in the yard and sat down, picked up the tea that Feng Chen had just brewed for a while and drank a few cups.
then stood up in disgust and said, "I'll take a shower first!" Then he disappeared in a hurry.
Yu Qingqian found that Feng Li was abnormal today, looked at Sheng Moran curiously and asked, "Brother, what happened to him? Was he really molested?"
Although Feng Li and Feng Chen look exactly the same, Feng Chen's temperament is cold and cold, like an immortal descended to earth, so that life does not feel blasphemous. Feng Li was the exact opposite. She was dressed in red and was wicked and charming, and she was more beautiful than a woman. No matter where she went, her appearance and temperament were the focus.
Such beauties walking on the street always attract the eye and desire of men and women.
This kind of thing happened in the abyss and **** before, but Feng Li's strength was good, and he taught the other party a great lesson in public. This time, he was so black and angry that he was really taken advantage of.
"Well, we met a group of people in the restaurant. One of them was a beautiful woman who was interested in Feng Li. When she came up, she touched his face and teased him."
Sheng Moran's face was also not very good, "If Feng Li hadn't hid quickly, she would have almost kissed her on the mouth."
He and Feng Li were roaming in the abyss and **** together, and they were brothers of life and death. Naturally, it was impossible for him to be treated so lightly by others.