Rong Huang has experienced so many worlds, and the pancakes that Feng Xi has overturned. The two have no idea how many transactions worth 700 million yuan have been discussed. Seeing Feng Xi's appearance, the alarm bells suddenly sounded in his heart.

Rong Huang thumped his hands to get up, was relieved by Feng Xi's strength, and pressed into his arms again.

The slightly cool fingertips lightly tapped the soft lips, Feng Xi said unclearly, with a hint of teasing, "Here, I haven't tasted it yet."

Rong Huang: "???"

Before Rong Huang could react, the man lowered his head first and held Rong Huang's lips.

Lick, **** and lick, to resist the entanglement.

The sound of water is clearly audible in the huge room.

I don't know how long it has passed before Feng Xiyi let go of Rong Huang. The neatly combed ink hair was torn apart by Rong Huang, his eyes were deep, as if immersed in a pool of ink, and the depth was bottomless.

The beast in the deep of the man's eyes had already broken free from the cage, and the narrow and raised phoenix eyes were stained with a seductive lust.

"I have tasted it, it tastes very good."

Feng Xi leaned close to Rong Huang's ear, her hot breath slowly hitting her skin, her voice hoarse, low, and ambiguous.

Rong Huang: QAQ

Feng Bingbing this old silly critic! ! !

Fortunately, Feng Xi was very self-control, even if the little girl in his arms stood still, it would make people unconsciously give birth to desire. He still let go of her.

Upon seeing this, Rong Huang immediately wiped off his feet and ran away.

That posture, like a flywheel mounted on the soles of the feet, ran away without a trace.

Feng Xi lowered his eyes and adjusted his wide sleeves, his calm and self-contained voice spread into Rong Huang's ears over a long distance.

"You haven't finished your homework today, remember to come back early, and I will check it out tomorrow morning."

Rong Huang staggered under his feet and almost fell from the clouds.

Schoolwork?

What it is?

Do not listen to the eighth chanting.

Rong Huang avoided the gods all the way, speeded up and escaped from Tianyuan Palace.

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"I will warn you again, Brother Fushu is mine, you are not allowed to have any illusions about Brother Fushu, he will not marry you!"

Rong Huang stood at the gate of Wutong Forest, looking at Le Ling who was constantly clamoring in front of him, the secret crystal fruit in his hand was not fragrant.

Originally, I was thinking about hiding in Wutonglin to escape those obscure and difficult schoolwork, but Feng Xi didn't expect to come, but instead came a more annoying one.

Rong Huang snapped a bite of the secret crystal fruit, and the rich juice filled his mouth, leaning against the door frame like boneless, his embroidered shoes kicked the threshold.

"Little Blue Magpie, you are not brave enough to run to the gate of Wutong Forest to provoke me."

No one in the gods knows that Wutong Forest is a place where the Phoenix family has lived for generations, and not everyone is qualified to come.

Rong Huang looked at Le Ling up and down, scornful in his actions, "You are nothing but a blue magpie that has become a fairy, not even a god. What qualifications do you have to warn me in front of me?"

"I really thought that if I was recognized as a righteous woman by the **** emperor, I was taller than me? You haven't woken up in your dream yet?"

Le Ling's face was like a color palette, and it was extremely colorful and brilliant. He gritted his teeth and stared at Rong Huang with a humiliating look, "Rong Huang, you!"

Rong Huang raised his chin, pampered and presumptuous, "Don't think I'm a bully, there will be another time..."

Rong Huang deliberately sold it off, sneered and stopped talking.

Le Ling didn't fight, because the divine emperor wanted to give Rong Huang and Fushu a marriage, and his anger and anger became worse. He wanted to scratch Hua Ronghuang's smiling face.

"What can you do next time? I forgive you for not doing anything to me!"