The bowl was put back on the tray, and Feng Jin winked at Bo Qichen, "I wish you a pleasant night."
Looking at Feng Jin, who had slipped into the elevator, Bo Qichen frowned, but he didn't think much about it, raised his hand and closed the door.
I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it.
The door closed, Bo Qichen took two deep breaths, and then walked towards the bedroom.
And Yan Yan Qi inside was still sitting there waiting for him.
Downstairs, Dongfang Shiyu watched Feng Jin come out of the elevator, and she hurriedly stepped forward to look at the bowl in the tray in his hand.
Seeing that it was empty inside, Dongfang Shiyu smiled with satisfaction: "Perfect" "Hey, you're not afraid that the Seventh Master will beat you."
Feng Jin laughed twice.
"You are also an accomplice, it's not right, there are accomplices up and down the mansion" Dongfang Shiyu looked a little proud, and whispered: "The seventh master is so sullen, and now he takes care of Xiao Qi's thoughts and psychology so much, he doesn't dare to do anything to her."
I've already explained Xiao Qi today, I'm afraid that the seventh master will drop the chain at the critical moment, in case he suddenly has any concerns, and then endure not touching Xiao Qi, won't I do Xiao Qi's ideological work for nothing today.
So, she made a move in the soup and made a big deal.
With a snort, Feng Jin wrapped his arms around her waist and pecked her lightly on the lips: "Is there still that soup, I want to drink it too." ” Oriental poetry naturally hears the hidden meaning in his words.
The soup man drank it, but it was like an aphrodisiac, and the physical strength in bed was estimated to be stronger than usual, and it lasted longer.
Tsk tsk.
Feng Jin smiled evilly at her, and then directly picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.
"I saw that you have an extra nightgown in your closet, and I want to help you put it on."
Oriental poetry: "That pajamas are more revealing than the one in Yan Yanqi."
It's almost two pieces of cloth.
Originally, she wanted Yan Yanqi to buy it, but Yan Yanqi didn't want to die, and it was not easy to persuade for a long time, so Yan Yanqi bought another one, although it didn't reveal much, but it was also very xggǎn After that, she easily bought the most revealing one.
Well, what greeted her tonight was the ambiguous torture brought by Feng Jin.
Upstairs, Bo Qichen glanced at Yan Yanqi on the bed, and then raised his hand to turn off the light in the room.
Suddenly, all that was left in the room was a dim lamp beside the bed.
"What's wrong," Yan Yanqi asked stunned.
I haven't reacted yet.
Bo Qichen shook his head slightly, then lay down in his place and said softly: "It's nothing."
Rest early. ” Hearing this, Yan Yanqi frowned, did she wear her clothes in vain, or did she say that Bo Qichen was really indifferent, and she didn't react to her at all, which was completely different from what Dongfang Shiyu said.
Dongfang Shiyu said in the afternoon that as long as she wears this pajamas, she will definitely make Bo Qichen want to stop.
So now it's a must-have Frowning, Yan Yanqi only felt insulted in his heart now.
Could it be that she doesn't have the impact of the women outside, and he has the smell of perfume from other women, and he doesn't come to touch her Thinking of this, Yan Yanqi was unbalanced for a while.
Now she doesn't know that this is jealousy.
Although I don't remember, but subconsciously, subconsciously, I like it or like it, and every little action and every careful thought is full of her love for him
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