Love Never Ends

Although he was embarrassed to say it, but...    

This was what this bastard meant!    

And, it was very obvious, extremely clear!    

Every time he saw her, he would either do something to her or tease her using all kinds of words. Furthermore, that time …    

Even directly …    

His body would react almost every time he saw her. Moreover, he would hurriedly rub himself against her!    

All the facts proved that this bastard …    

He wanted to drag her to bed!    

Heh! Stop dreaming! She wouldn't be as foolish as she was in the past!    

After being asked by the yew tree, Yun Feng smiled evilly, his big hands kept moving around her waist, "Little Wu, looks like your brain has developed quite well after birth! This lord has always been infatuated with your body, daydreaming day and night about what kind of position I should use to do it. F * ck! Yang Xiaoshan, you're a dog! "    

This idiotic woman …    

It actually bit his neck!    

Moreover, the strength he displayed was enough to seal his throat with blood.    

As a bold man, Yun Feng naturally wouldn't allow her to be arrogant on his body for too long.    

His large hand reached out and caught her chin accurately, pushing away her sharp teeth as he cursed, "Yang Xiaoshan, your mother must have cut you out from the dog's belly!"    

"You were the one who was cut out from a pig's belly! A pig! "    

The yew continued to strike back at him, unafraid of death.    

"Very good!"    

Yun Feng laughed sinisterly, and effortlessly pushed her back onto the steering wheel, "Since I'm a pig, then I'll let you be a pig's grandma and plant a pig in your stomach!"    

Yun Feng said as he reached out to tug at her jeans.    

"Ah!    

yew was scared and shouted. His legs looked like they were drowning as he desperately struggled and kicked, "Don't! "Yun Feng, you fucking bastard!"    

The normally unboorish yew could not help but curse.    

Yun Feng had already pulled his jeans down to the bottom of the butt, revealing the pink and blue bottom of his pants. He was so scared that his yew face turned pale and his eyes turned red.    

Yun Feng stared at her sexy panties and his expression tensed up …    

Standing up, he pressed down on the body of the yew tree inch by inch. His large hand moved along his panties from top to bottom, gently grinding it …    

"Bastard, you're not human!"    

yew really does not know how to scold people, scold people do not have the courage.    

"Obedient, apologize to this grandpa. This grandpa won't do anything to you …"    

Yun Feng coaxed her with a hoarse voice.    

God knows how much he wanted to tear off her panties and drive his own heat straight through her defenses and into her.    

"Apologize? I apologize to you? "    

The yew tree seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. "Stop dreaming!"    

The person who should be apologizing from beginning to end was him, right?    

First, he had smashed someone else's car, then forcefully kidnapped himself to get on the car, and then he had personally attacked her. Until now … He was being careless with her again …    

Just as she was shouting out in anger, she suddenly felt a big hand on her soft stamen.    

"Yun Feng, you bastard!" "Ah …"    

yew desperately struggled. As his eyes met hers, he could feel a flame of desire rapidly heating up in his eyes.    

"Little Shan …"    

Yun Feng murmured as he shouted her nickname in an infatuation.    

Yew was so innocent that she was on the verge of tears. She shouted at him in hatred, "You're clearly the one playing me now!"    

Yun Feng sighed as he felt that his body was about to collapse.    

He really couldn't take it anymore.    

"Here!"    

He used, the imperative.    

There was no intention of seeking her opinion at all.    

"No!"    

Yewtree was terrified. She reached out her hand to push him, sweating profusely from anxiety, and her tears gushed out like beads from a broken string. "I don't want to! Yun Feng, I beg of you... Don't touch me, don't force me. "Woo woo …"    

Before Zishan could finish begging him, Yun Feng deeply swallowed it into his thin lips.    

It was as if he wanted to stop her from speaking any further.    

For some reason, the yew tree felt that this kiss was a little sad.    

Unlike Yun Feng's usual rough style, it was a slow and gentle form of pity.