Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 164 Mianmian, I'm here to collect debts
After saying that, he didn't even give Jiang Yimian time to complain, he raised his hand and took off her clothes.

Cotton clothes, sweaters...

One piece after another, with plausibility in your mouth, "Didn't you just say last time, you want to show me what you're wearing under this dress?

Mianmian, I'm here to collect debts. "

He put his earlobe in his mouth and kissed her inch by inch until her neck was dyed rose color.

Her lying body was bound by his arms, like a fish that fit infinitely with his soul, fast and slow, in the vitality under the sky.

Jiang Yimian saw the image of the bonfire reflected in the water in his eyes.

He is hot and wild, pure and passionate, and she drifts forward with him like this, loving a wide Mississippi River that flows to the ocean of women.

After being together with Feng Beiting, Jiang Yimian often looked at his alluring face, and when he was free, it was not like the two of them had sex in one way or another.

But she had thought of countless possibilities, but she didn't have this one in front of her.

Watching Feng Beiting take out a pair of gleaming silver handcuffs from the bedside table, she felt a chill in her heart.

Ruined!
It looked like he was terminally ill.

"Feng Beiting...you..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yimian felt a chill on her wrist, and there was a "click" in her ear, and her hands were handcuffed.

"You, why are you handcuffing me?!" What was he thinking again this time?

"I'm afraid you will refuse."

"I won't refuse." She felt that their relationship had developed to the point where they could get closer, and she didn't want to refuse.

"I do not believe."

"..."

Feng Beiting covered her body, and his tall figure enveloped her.

Gently tap Jiang Yimian's forehead with his fingertips, his soft fingertips slid down little by little along the outline of her face, tracing slowly, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance deeply in his heart.

Closing his eyes, he could picture in his mind her round eyes when she was acting like a baby to him, her long oval nails, and her long hair that was always rolled up and would only fall down in front of him.

He wanted to find the depth inside her, digging endlessly, there was a crystal-level water flowing gently.

There was a white rose on the stool at the end of the bed, lying there quietly.

A pretty rose, small and beautiful, that seemed to fit right in one of his hands, as if he held her so tightly and brought her to his lips.

Jiang Yimian was extremely disturbed by his handcuffed hands above his head.

She moved slightly, and there was a crisp sound between her wrists. The tone was pleasant, but it made her scalp tingle.

"Feng Beiting, can you let me go?" She frowned and looked at him pitifully.

He was unmoved, "No."

The clothes on Jiang Yimian's body were almost stripped off by him. He looked down, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and there was a charming smile on his lips, "Mianmian, I've heard a saying."

"……what?"

"Some people say that when a woman wears a full set of underwear and goes out on a date with a man, that man is the one who gets slept with." He stroked her shoulder straps with his hand, and made a "pop" a sound.

With thin lips close to hers, Feng Beiting asked with a gentle smile, "It's all pink...

Mianmian, are you the same? "

"..."

Brother, you think too much.

All her underwear comes in sets and she doesn't like mixing them up.

But obviously, such a thing cannot be said.

Shyness does not exist at all with Miss Jiang, she nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, I just wore it for you to see."

These words pleased Feng Beiting to some extent. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek, and whispered softly, "Thank you, I like it very much."

"Then can you let me go?"

"No."

"..."

One sentence back to its original form.

Feng Beiting didn't seem to think it was a big deal, and continued to do everything he wanted to do, affectionately and focused.

In many days and nights like this moment, he embraced her and kissed her again and again under the eternal sky.

The lamp of his soul dyed her whole body rosy, and his lips became much sweeter between her lips.

"Mianmian, I love you." I love your wise eyes and the sunny gift from your fingertips.

I once believed so firmly in a lonely dream that you will belong to me.

Feng Beiting used to always think that he should not be greedy, as long as he could see her every day.

Gradually, the heart becomes more and more difficult to be satisfied.

He wanted to own her completely, to love her and be loved by her.

The finite cannot satisfy him, but the march to the infinite can excite him.

They would marry, have a child or two, live in their own house, and he would decorate the kitchen beautifully, wash cherries there for them to eat, and at dusk, he would cook a big dinner, that was him. I want eternal happiness.

A woman and a man, simple story, simple love.

Jiang Yimian blinked and blinked at him with big eyes that were full of water, and raised her handcuffed arms to wrap around his neck.

She raised her lips and smiled, "Well, I love you too."

Even if he is not a good person, even if he has a serious mental illness, but she just loves him like this.

Because I love him, I can throw away my reason and accompany him completely crazy.

Two sick people cling to each other, not using ropes, but using love, that is the longest bondage, without end or death.

"Mianmian..."

He sighed softly, seemingly satisfied and excited.

Feng Beiting never imagined that one day, his life would be dyed a touch of honey by such an abundance of love.

He narrowed his obsessed eyes, and the light and shadow seemed to be stained with tide.

She in his arms understood the deep nature of the water and the scent of the flower, and the two were about to become one in her.

Kiss fell one by one until the empty flower came to life.

……

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There were two red marks on the wrists of Jiang Yimian's hands, which didn't hurt very much, but it looked a little shocking.

Feng Beiting was too obsessed and didn't notice in time, and she didn't care. She wasn't that kind of hypocritical girl.

man...

It's not surprising that someone like Feng Beiting, who has just tasted meat for the first time, is acting crazy.

Fortunately, she acted like a baby to him with tears in her eyes and yelled to hug him, so he opened the handcuffs for her.

Shaking his slightly sore wrist, Jiang Yimian wiped the sweat from his forehead, arched himself under the quilt, raised his face to look at the person lying beside him.

Feng Beiting's eyes were tightly closed, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Maybe it's because in his sleep, he was beautiful and quiet, not showing those sparkling eyes like usual, beautiful and aggressive.

Thinking back to some unsuitable scenes just now, Miss Jiang couldn't help the cat secretly laughing under the quilt.

How wonderful that such a beautiful man actually belonged to her.

pretty……

Lifting her chin and kissing Feng Beiting's nose, Jiang Yimian gently moved his hand away, and quietly climbed out of bed.

It was already dark outside, she stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, picked up the shirt that Feng Beiting had thrown on the ground, put it on, picked up his mobile phone and went to the living room.

Although the pre-sent message was not sent, she did not clearly explain her whereabouts when she separated from the third brother. She guessed that she would not be able to leave tonight, so she had to say hello to the third brother in advance.

Called Jiang Lan's phone, but the other party didn't answer it immediately.

Jiang Yimian frowned and gave a "tsk", feeling slightly suspicious.

Strange, why didn't the third brother answer the phone?
She thought there was something going on with Jiang Lan, but she didn't know that he just didn't hear it.

Jiang Lan was sitting in front of the bar of the Muse bar, turning a beautiful crystal cup between her fingers, her eyes were brightened by the colorful lights, not as faint as usual.

However, that elegant and elegant aura is still incompatible with this place.

Su Fu brought him a dessert, pretending to be calm and asked, "Uh...you came here at this time to..."

"Looking for you."

He sent her here yesterday, so if he can't contact Xiao Mian today, he will try his luck.

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　　ps: Second update~
　　I can only write this kind of meat, you can make do with it~O(∩_∩)Ohaha~
　　
　
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