Loser In Love: Shut up, Bitch!

Since he knew that Lanqin was Feng Qitian's private secretary and lived with Feng Qitian, Feng Jixiang was depressed all day and felt that the whole world was gloomy.

When he came home that day, he just took off his suit when he heard a noise in the kitchen. His first reaction was, is Lanqin back? Because only Lanqin has the key here. He happily ran into the kitchen, but saw Zhou Feifei.

Feng Jixiang's face could not hide the loss: "what are you doing here?"

"Cooking." Zhou Feifei looks back, smiling like a flower. In fact, she is pretty, big eyes, melon face, willow eyebrow, cherry mouth, can be called a beauty. Moreover, the legs are long, the waist is thin, and the chest is plump, which is the reason why the seal season Xiang could not bear.

Cooking? Who can eat what you cook. Feng Jixiang impatiently went after the guest: "please leave, I don't need it."

Zhou Feifei smile, gently walked to him, tiptoe deliberately to his body, with soft chest tightly pressed his solid chest: "don't be so fierce, people cook for you."

Man, he's a lower body thinking animal.

Feng Jixiang sneered twice, not at others, but at himself. He thought of Lanqin clearly, but he couldn't do liuxiahui when other women posted it.

He grabbed Zhou Feifei's hair, pulled her straight into the bedroom, left her on the bed, and began to undress himself. Zhou Feifei's scalp hurt because of his pulling. She frowned slightly and said, "Why are you so worried? It hurts people..."

Before she finished her words, Feng Jixiang had already rushed over. Without any foreplay, he reached into Zhou Feifei's skirt and pulled off her underwear. Regardless of whether she was in pain or not, Feng Jixiang rushed up.

Zhou Feifei was smart in pain. She tightly grasped Feng Jixiang's back, and her nails were deeply embedded in his flesh. She begged for mercy in a low voice: "ah, Ji Xiang, don't be so anxious..."

Feng Jixiang turned her over and pressed her again from behind.

Zhou Feifei can't stand the pain. This is the first time that Feng Jixiang has done it no matter how she feels. She is worried about the baby in her stomach. She reminds her: "Ji Xiang is lighter. I'm pregnant, and there is a baby in my stomach..."

Feng Jixiang suddenly lost his interest in the room, which was filled with strong erotic atmosphere. He turned over and lay beside Zhou Feifei. He turned over several times from the bedside table, took out a box of cigarettes and smoked one.

Seeing him stop suddenly, Zhou Feifei thought that he cherished himself. He came to him and put his head on his chest. His hand gently circled his solid abdominal muscles. Once, twice, three times

Menthol smoke is Lanqin's favorite flavor.

In the past, Lanqin always advised him to quit smoking, saying that if he didn't quit smoking, he couldn't kiss. But it is not so easy to quit smoking, so Feng Jixiang thought of a way to let friends bring this kind of smoke from abroad. It has a light smoke flavor and a strong peppermint flavor. When he goes to visit Lanqin after smoking, Lanqin always can't stop thinking that he has eaten a delicious mint candy.

Thinking of Lanqin, Feng Jixiang's eyebrows can't be opened. He slowly spits out the smoke ring and looks at the faint smoke floating in the air and then slowly disappearing. He feels like the love between him and Lanqin.

Zhou Feifei was just trying to make him lighter, but he just stopped. She pulled off the shoulder strap of her underwear and gently held Feng Jixiang's earlobe on her lips, turning and sucking, teasing his lust.

But Feng Jixiang seems to have no sense of general, one after another to smoke, has been smoking most of the bag.

Zhou Feifei couldn't help it. Her white, tender and smooth hand slipped slowly, sliding over his bronzed skin, his solid abdominal muscles, and then covered his lower body.

Change to do weekdays seal season Xiang already press can't bear, but at this time, he actually took away Zhou Feifei's hand: "hit the child."

A bolt from the blue!

Although Zhou Feifei knew that Feng Jixiang didn't love himself much, she could never have imagined that he would let her take the child away!

Zhou Feifei's face turned white. He sat up and looked at Feng Jixiang with a cold face. His voice trembled: "what do you say? It's your child..."

Feng Jixiang raised his hand and pinched his brow. He turned around tired and turned his back to Zhou Feifei: "I told you many times that you should know your position. We didn't say it at the beginning. It was just for fun. It was very difficult for me to do this..."

"Embarrassed?" Zhou Feifei's shrill voice rose in vain, and her faded lip trembled. "Yes, we said it was just physical play, but I'm pregnant now. Do you understand? Shouldn't you take even a little responsibility for this life in my stomach? "

Feng Jixiang, you are an asshole!

Zhou Feifei is more than heartbroken. Compared with Lanqin, she is probably the deepest one. She gave her whole body and mind to this man, but the man, who only knew how to play, didn't want to take any responsibility at all!

Feng Jixiang got up impatiently, grabbed Zhou Feifei's shoulder, and shook her back and forth: "it's all you, all of you! If it wasn't for you, I and Lanqin would not have come to this point. What else would you like to have a baby? I tell you, yes! If you are born, I will not marry youWhat is despair? This is despair The man he loves deeply has no love or even pity for himself, but he is powerless.

Zhou Feifei felt that her heart was suddenly covered with black and purple seaweed, and each seaweed was covered with poison. The black poison spread all over her body along with her own blood. She understood the words Lanqin gave her when she last met: "bitches with dogs."

She felt very sad, but since she couldn't get it, no one wanted it!

She stretched out her hand to put on the clothes under Feng Jixiang's body. Then she picked up the underpants which had just been torn by him from the ground, put them on casually, and then left the place where she was desperate without looking back.

Not to give up, but to strive for more. Lanqin, we'll see!

But Lanqin, who was watering the flowers, suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her little nose and felt a little strange. Did someone scold herself behind her back?

Feng Qitian took her shoulder from behind and leaned down to her ear: "little girl, have you caught a cold?"

"Cut!" Blue Qin sneer, I just did not have a cold, clearly is you scold me in the heart, also pretends to care. She pulled her elbow back slightly and stabbed Feng Qitian's stomach.

"Ah Feng Qitian covered his stomach and squatted on the ground with exaggeration, "murder, murder of her husband..."

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