Lisa stood closer to him without a trace, her arms seemed to be close to his shirt sleeves, and her skirt was almost at his trousers, so that was enough. She raised her head and asked with a naive and curious look on her face: "Teacher Yin, what masterpiece are you writing recently?"

Yin Feng's eyes fell on her palm-sized face and thin neck, thinking: What book should I write? Can you understand after I say it? He looked down at her, smiled and said, "I didn't write anything."

This lazy tone and the smile on the corner of his lips made Lisa's heart tremble. She thought to herself, I heard that Yin Feng was very good at playing, and it was indeed true to look at it. Just one sentence can make a woman's heart feel itchy.

Seeing that other people were eating, they probably didn't look here on purpose, Lisa stood on tiptoe, so she almost leaned against his chest, but her tone was innocent and angry: "Teacher Yin refused to tell me that I am really your fan."

The warm and soft jade ball was almost in my arms. Even if I hug it, it was natural.

Yin Feng looked at the girl and knocked her hands on the terrace railing, but she didn't move.

He didn't move, but he didn't refuse to hide. The girl understood in her heart, thinking that she was such a bad man. But who told her that she had bad capital? The girl was once again trembling by his cold and bad appearance. She looked at him with a look that they knew each other, then reached out and grabbed the shirt on his chest, and whispered coquettishly: "Teacher Yin, why don't you talk to me?"

Yin Feng lowered his head and smiled.

At this time, footsteps came from the terrace and someone came.

Yin Feng's hand moved at this moment and hugged the girl's waist.

A light flashed in the girl's eyes.

Just then.

A voice suddenly sounded in Yin Feng's mind:

"Yin Feng, if you look at other women again, I will break your legs. If you dare to touch another woman, I will castrate you."

The voice was a lazy smile, so familiar. Yin Feng felt his heart tightening uncontrollably, and he was a little panicked and his hands stopped halfway.

He pulled the corner of his mouth: What the hell is this...

Is he actually guilty?

Just as I was about to calm down, my eyes were not focused on the woman in front of me, suddenly more pictures flashed back in my mind—

In the dark room, the woman's eyes were actually red, as if she had cried. Will she cry?

But his body was naked. His limbs were slender, slender, and concave and concave, and every inch seemed to contain the power of being good. Yin Feng suddenly felt his throat dry because he saw her long hair scattered so messyly under his arms. But her eyes were gentle, with a smile on her face, and she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.

Yin Feng got out of Adam's apple.

Then he saw more nights, they rolled on the bed, the sky was dark, the sheets were messy. They laughed and teased each other, touched and kissed, whispered and hugged each other.

"Ah, don't bite me." He heard himself say aggrievedly.

But her voice was panting, and she hated: "You little bird~ beast..."

He heard himself laughing again, and then he didn't notice it at all. At this moment, the corner of his mouth also raised, because he coaxed softly at that time: "Open it a little more, Ah Xu is a judo practitioner, it's really great..."

She snorted lightly, but still obeyed her.

...

Yin Feng only felt that his whole chest seemed to be filled with sweet and swelling things, and it was about to explode. He was still stunned, savoring the scene in his memory with unfulfilled feelings. Suddenly, there was a voice beside him shouting: "Teacher Yin? Teacher Yin?"

He came to his senses and looked at the source of the sound impatiently.

He was stunned for a moment, realizing where he was now and what he was doing.

Lisa's feeling was a little scary at this moment. She had also heard rumors that the great writer Yin had ruined his mind, but the men just now didn't ask and Yin Feng didn't mention it, so she couldn't figure out what was going on. But just now, looking at the handsome, deep and unruly man, she was about to hug her, but suddenly she was stunned.

Then his eyes were always staring straight at her, but clearly not looking at her, not knowing where he was looking. Then his breathing gradually became a little quick, and his face turned red. His straight eyes were simply no different from those mentally retarded.

Lisa was so entangled that she was a little afraid of him, and wanted to escape from him immediately. But such a good opportunity, except for the abnormal mind and almost perfect man, she was a little reluctant to let go. So she still grabbed the clothes on his chest and didn't put them down, making her heart beat like a pounding.

Yin Feng saw who the woman in front of him was, and suddenly he lost his appetite and had no mood to play with her. After being interrupted by Lisa, no new images appeared in his mind. His feeling was like he was smoking opium. After taking a few sips, he had no remission at all, and he disappeared. He suddenly understood that kind of happiness, the happiness he was with her at those nights, was the most extreme and incredible one in the world. He had no idea about it, and even thought it would not exist at all.

He actually got it.

So when You Mingxu walked onto the terrace, he saw this picture-

Behind the men and women, Yin Feng stood there. A woman was lying in his arms, grabbing his clothes with her hands. From the perspective of Yu Mingxu, his hands seemed to be wrapped around the woman's waist. He stared at the woman, his eyes were so deep, and his handsome face was even thin red.
Chapter completed!