Feng Sheng was happy to accept Luo Yangyang's gentle attacks.
She didn't dare to act behind her back.
"Stupid." Feng Sheng was still not satisfied with the little thing's immature kissing skills. He cursed at her lovingly and took the initiative to kiss her.
As their lips and teeth intertwined, their bodies gradually heated up.
"Yes." Luo Yangyang moaned, her soft voice like a cute kitten.
Feng Sheng's heart skipped a beat. He was caught off guard and bit her on her neck.
"It hurts." Luo Yangyang's neck shrank and she opened her misty eyes. She complained to Feng Sheng with resentment.
She had said that Feng Sheng was born in the year of the dog, but he had still argued that he was a wolf. A wolf, my ass. A dog that loved to bite people so much!
"Be good." Feng Shengfu kissed her tender lips again." It won't hurt if I'm gentle.""