Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 67 Does it hurt?
Mi Yao was startled.

Her gaze changed from shyness to dullness now, Feng Yueming frowned subconsciously, and then ordered, "Go to the kitchen and order dumplings."

Mi Yao didn't dare to hesitate, she picked up the dumplings on the crystal plate, and then hurried into the kitchen.

……

In the kitchen, Mi Yao boiled water, and then she used chopsticks to put the dumplings in one by one.

At this time, a series of footsteps sounded behind her. Mi Yao thought that Fu's mother was coming, so she said, "Fu's mother, the dumplings are all in, what condiments do you want to make next?"

There was no sound from behind.

Mi Yao wondered why Fu's mother didn't speak, she turned around.

With this turn, she turned into Feng Yueming's arms, and he came at some time, quietly standing behind her, still very close to her.

"Feng...Feng Shuai, why are you here?" Mi Yao blinked her big ignorant eyes. A big man like him probably wouldn't step into the kitchen.

"Don't move." Feng Yueming slowly stretched out his hand, covering her small face, and then wiped off the little flour on the corner of her mouth.

After wiping, his hands refused to go away.

Mi Yao moved uncomfortably, every time she was alone with him, she was afraid, because he was like a wild beast, every breath was hot.

When he went down the stairs just now, he looked at her strangely, both gentle and hot, like a husband staring at his little wife at home, his eyes would melt her.

"Feng Shuai, this is the kitchen, don't be like this, later...someone will come in..." Mi Yao wanted to push his big palm away.

"No one will come in, Fuma has this vision."

He means, what does he want to do?

Mi Yao backed away, just wanting to hide.

But there was no way to retreat, her waist hit the counter directly, "Hiss", she frowned in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Yueming asked in a low voice.

Mi Yao shook her head, "It doesn't hurt..." She stretched out her small hand and pushed his slender waist, "Don't be like this... Fuma and the others won't come in, but they know what we are doing..."

"Then what did we do to fear they would find out?"

He circled her in.

Mi Yao blinked and looked at him innocently, hoping that he would let her go.

Feng Yueming thinks her current appearance is really attractive, with sparse airy bangs, a band-aid on her forehead, a small face, clean and clear eyes, like Lin Daiyu, she has a kind of fragile beauty.

"If you know it, you know it. Are men and women just chatting together? I suspect that such a man can't do it at all."

His tone was very ordinary, Mi Yao felt that her evaluation of him was really right, animal.

Doesn't he know that men and women can do many beautiful and romantic things together, if, if brother Sheng is still there, she will feel very happy to look at brother Sheng every day.

Brother Sheng is also a man, but Brother Sheng is not an old man like him.

"Mi Yao, who are you thinking about?"

His eyes were sharp, and he could tell right away that she was thinking about someone else, Mi Yao quickly shook her head in denial, "I didn't think about anyone."

"Then you are missing me?"

"nor."

"Then I must find a way to make you miss me!"

Feng Yueming stretched out his big palm to clasp her soft waist, and pushed her to the corner between the refrigerator and the wall, and he kissed her red lips forcefully.

"Uh, uh!" Mi Yao pushed him twice, but her strength couldn't shake him, and he kept grabbing the back of her head.

Mi Yao felt that she was about to suffocate, she felt so uncomfortable, the man's strong hormonal aura was like a net that trapped her tightly, the sound of water stains made her face red, her tongue was already numb .

(End of this chapter)