Three days have passed since the last meeting, and plans have been delivered to Yan Zhi one after another. She was addicted to work and neglected Feng Yin for a few days, and only today she finalized the plan for the new company.
The fingerprint was unlocked, and the door made two small drops, and the green light flashed.
This is the original owner's private villa. After the hotel event, she lived here, and Feng Yin was also living together.Because there are few people here except for the cleaning aunt, it is suitable for the two-person world to cultivate feelings.
But these days she came back and fell asleep after taking a shower, and there was no time to stay warm.It is rare that Feng Yin didn’t say anything, and Yan Zhi didn’t think much about it.
Smelling a tempting aroma of food, Yan Zhi sniffed. There were only two people here, she and Feng Yin. She called Feng Yin and said that she would come back early today. Could it be that the one who cooked...
He leaned gently on the kitchen door, Yan Zhi poked out half of his little head, and the warm yellow light in the kitchen outlined Feng Yin's back as handsome and slender, with a hint of gentleness.
It’s her uncle Feng, who is so handsome, is that she is not wrong.
I thought there was a thief at home.Feng Yin did not turn around, and his hands were slow and skillful.
Yan Zhi circled his waist from behind and pressed against his back. Can I steal you?
The body that was hugged stiffened a little, and the soup in the pot was gushing, and the fire was burning at the bottom of the pot. Feng Yin snapped, turned off the fire, and pushed away the arm that was wrapped around his waist.
Go change your clothes, the meal will be ready soon.
So cold, is it because I didn’t do it a few days ago?What a petty pervert.Yan Zhi complained in her heart, and blushed at her sudden straightforward thoughts.
And, I was expecting a little, and there was a slight wet feeling between my legs.
Fortunately, Feng Yin didn't know what she was thinking, Yan Zhi said with gratitude.But I don't know that all my thoughts are written on my face.
Feng Yin smiled and leaned into her ears. Why don’t we just skip the supper session?
Yan Zhi jumped back two steps like a rabbit, and his ears were red.Fried rice...you still have to eat rice.
Turning around and running into the room, covering his undulating chest, is this person a devil?She even knows what she wants.
When Yan Zhi was eating, she remembered to ask, "How can you cook?"It's so delicious.
To be honest, Yan Zhi hadn't eaten food from the human world for a long time. She was originally a cultivator, and her appetite and lust were eliminated by her early on.
Fairies all drink dew, but fairies don’t eat.
But the food Feng Yin cooked made her want to touch her stomach and snore on the ground, lick her mouth, and be a fat fox.
When I was studying in the UK, I often did it myself and worked in a restaurant.Feng Yin downplayed it lightly, but Yan Zhi heard it unusual.
They all went abroad to study, and Feng Tiansheng went to a prosperous city, lived in a luxury house, was equipped with servants, and even hired people to do homework and graduation settings.
Unlike Feng Tiansheng's vacation-style study abroad, Feng Yin was discarded to the UK.
In those years, he was the only one, so he knew everything because he had to know, and he wanted to survive.
Mr. Feng didn't give him much money. In his eyes, Feng Yin was just like his prostitute who was so fond of money. It was not worth it and was not worthy.Enjoy the glory and wealth of the Feng family.
It was a happy event to have a son in old age, but because of Feng Yin's biological mother, there was only filth and shame.If it weren't for the fact that the Feng family's blood was still left on him, he wouldn't have even let Feng Yin enter.
Mr. Feng only woke up before his death and spoiled Feng Tiansheng, which hurt him. It was not because he had made Feng Yin discovery, but because of Feng Tiansheng.
Yan Zhi hugged him. Although it was delicious, she still didn't cook in the future.
I don't want you to recall unhappy things.
Also, if you do it, you can only make it for me to eat it alone.Yan Zhi added another sentence.
Why?Feng Yin asked on purpose.
Because it's so delicious, I'm afraid that others will want to marry you after eating it, as that will bring more love rivals.Yan Zhi answered seriously.
Feng Yin shaved her nose and lowered her head to smile, OK.The other hand touched her clothes, rubbed her lower abdomen, slammed it twice, climbed up her palms, and held her soft chest.
You are full, is it my turn?
The fingerprint was unlocked, and the door made two small drops, and the green light flashed.
This is the original owner's private villa. After the hotel event, she lived here, and Feng Yin was also living together.Because there are few people here except for the cleaning aunt, it is suitable for the two-person world to cultivate feelings.
But these days she came back and fell asleep after taking a shower, and there was no time to stay warm.It is rare that Feng Yin didn’t say anything, and Yan Zhi didn’t think much about it.
Smelling a tempting aroma of food, Yan Zhi sniffed. There were only two people here, she and Feng Yin. She called Feng Yin and said that she would come back early today. Could it be that the one who cooked...
He leaned gently on the kitchen door, Yan Zhi poked out half of his little head, and the warm yellow light in the kitchen outlined Feng Yin's back as handsome and slender, with a hint of gentleness.
It’s her uncle Feng, who is so handsome, is that she is not wrong.
I thought there was a thief at home.Feng Yin did not turn around, and his hands were slow and skillful.
Yan Zhi circled his waist from behind and pressed against his back. Can I steal you?
The body that was hugged stiffened a little, and the soup in the pot was gushing, and the fire was burning at the bottom of the pot. Feng Yin snapped, turned off the fire, and pushed away the arm that was wrapped around his waist.
Go change your clothes, the meal will be ready soon.
So cold, is it because I didn’t do it a few days ago?What a petty pervert.Yan Zhi complained in her heart, and blushed at her sudden straightforward thoughts.
And, I was expecting a little, and there was a slight wet feeling between my legs.
Fortunately, Feng Yin didn't know what she was thinking, Yan Zhi said with gratitude.But I don't know that all my thoughts are written on my face.
Feng Yin smiled and leaned into her ears. Why don’t we just skip the supper session?
Yan Zhi jumped back two steps like a rabbit, and his ears were red.Fried rice...you still have to eat rice.
Turning around and running into the room, covering his undulating chest, is this person a devil?She even knows what she wants.
When Yan Zhi was eating, she remembered to ask, "How can you cook?"It's so delicious.
To be honest, Yan Zhi hadn't eaten food from the human world for a long time. She was originally a cultivator, and her appetite and lust were eliminated by her early on.
Fairies all drink dew, but fairies don’t eat.
But the food Feng Yin cooked made her want to touch her stomach and snore on the ground, lick her mouth, and be a fat fox.
When I was studying in the UK, I often did it myself and worked in a restaurant.Feng Yin downplayed it lightly, but Yan Zhi heard it unusual.
They all went abroad to study, and Feng Tiansheng went to a prosperous city, lived in a luxury house, was equipped with servants, and even hired people to do homework and graduation settings.
Unlike Feng Tiansheng's vacation-style study abroad, Feng Yin was discarded to the UK.
In those years, he was the only one, so he knew everything because he had to know, and he wanted to survive.
Mr. Feng didn't give him much money. In his eyes, Feng Yin was just like his prostitute who was so fond of money. It was not worth it and was not worthy.Enjoy the glory and wealth of the Feng family.
It was a happy event to have a son in old age, but because of Feng Yin's biological mother, there was only filth and shame.If it weren't for the fact that the Feng family's blood was still left on him, he wouldn't have even let Feng Yin enter.
Mr. Feng only woke up before his death and spoiled Feng Tiansheng, which hurt him. It was not because he had made Feng Yin discovery, but because of Feng Tiansheng.
Yan Zhi hugged him. Although it was delicious, she still didn't cook in the future.
I don't want you to recall unhappy things.
Also, if you do it, you can only make it for me to eat it alone.Yan Zhi added another sentence.
Why?Feng Yin asked on purpose.
Because it's so delicious, I'm afraid that others will want to marry you after eating it, as that will bring more love rivals.Yan Zhi answered seriously.
Feng Yin shaved her nose and lowered her head to smile, OK.The other hand touched her clothes, rubbed her lower abdomen, slammed it twice, climbed up her palms, and held her soft chest.
You are full, is it my turn?
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