The lights in the room were bright, and Mrs. Zhang's cheeks were rosy and attractive. Give the power of the literature network

Ye Xiaofeng's hands moved slowly, he felt his excitement, Ye Xiaofeng at this moment seemed to be a pile of lit matches, and he couldn't control the raging flames.

"Hmm!" As Ye Xiaofeng's hands gently rubbed Mrs. Zhang's white skin, the corners of Mrs. Zhang's mouth made a very charming sound, and she closed her eyes, maybe because of emotion, maybe because of nervousness, her body trembled slightly.

The black ** is worn on her white delicate body, which makes her charming and moving, her cheeks are blushing like blooming peach blossoms, and the red is full of **; She has a fruit that seems to be ripe, waiting to be picked by someone who cares.

With Ye Xiaofeng's hands gently rubbing, Mrs. Zhang felt that the flames that had been accumulated for many years were quickly burning in her body.

Now the intimate actions of the two people began to spread the flames in Mrs. Zhang's body quickly, Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to open her eyes, and she didn't even dare to think about what the next two people would do.

But thinking of Ye Xiaofeng's handsome face, thinking of the embarrassing scene on the sofa that night, Mrs. Zhang seemed to be longing for something in her heart.

"Ahh Mrs. Zhang felt Ye Xiaofeng's movement, and she couldn't help but shout.

She felt that her body was unusually hot, as if she was in flames, and with Ye Xiaofeng's activities, she vaguely felt that she had an obvious reaction.

"Xiaofeng." Mrs. Zhang opened her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice.

Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were full of flames, and he rubbed Mrs. Zhang's delicate body lovingly.

"Mom, what are you and Uncle Xiaofeng doing?"

At this time, Bei Bei, who had been in a coma, whispered, and after Mrs. Zhang and Ye Xiaofeng heard Bei Bei's voice, their faces instantly turned pale, and Ye Xiaofeng hurriedly took advantage of the situation to turn aside.

Seeing that Ye Xiaofeng was separated from her body, Mrs. Zhang hurriedly covered her body with a quilt.

Beibei's little face had returned to normal, her eyes were wide open, the middle finger of her right hand was placed on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at Mrs. Zhang and Ye Xiaofeng curiously.

"Beibei, are you alright?" Mrs. Zhang put her arms around Bei Bei and said softly.

"Mom, Bei Bei is fine, but what are you and Uncle Xiaofeng doing, why is he pressing on you, Mom, your face is so ugly, is Uncle Xiaofeng bullying you." Bei Bei looked at Mrs. Zhang curiously, and said in a snorting tone, very cute.

"No, no, Uncle Xiaofeng didn't bully his mother, Uncle Xiaofeng helped his mother heal." Mrs. Zhang's face turned red, and she longed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Uncle Xiaofeng, it turns out that you are treating your mother, then you continue to treat, Bei Bei will not bother you." Bei Bei broke free from Mrs. Zhang's embrace and lay down very well-behaved.

"Beibei, your mother has been cured by me." Ye Xiaofeng couldn't help blushing and said embarrassedly.

"Uncle Xiaofeng lied, my mother must not have been cured, woo woo, Uncle Xiaofeng, is my mother's illness very strict, you don't want to treat my mother." Bebe began to cry as she spoke.

Beibei's originally normal face gradually became ruddy, and she coughed a few times from time to time.

"Bei Bei, don't cry, it's actually your mother who is afraid of pain, so she doesn't let Uncle Xiaofeng treat her illness." Ye Xiaofeng lay on the ** and comforted Bei Bei softly.

Bei Bei stopped crying, looked at Mrs. Zhang, and said encouragingly: "Mom, it doesn't hurt at all, you let Uncle Xiaofeng treat it, Bei Bei can't live without her mother." ”

Mrs. Zhang's face was embarrassed, but she was worried that Bei Bei would cry again, triggering Bei Bei's illness.

She closed her eyes shyly and lay flat on the **, her meaning was already obvious.

Ye Xiaofeng was under Beibei's surveillance, and had to press on Mrs. Zhang's body again. Give the power of the literature network

The bodies of the two people were tightly pressed together, and a sly smile appeared on Beibei's little face.

"Uncle Xiaofeng, you didn't treat it like this just now, your hand seems to be on your mother's body."

Bei Bei pouted and looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a dissatisfied expression.

Ye Xiaofeng glanced at Mrs. Zhang under him, Mrs. Zhang closed her eyes and nodded gently.

After getting Mrs. Zhang's consent, Ye Xiaofeng's hands slowly rested on Mrs. Zhang's delicate body.

"Beibei, Uncle Xiaofeng is about to start treatment, you have to go out for a while." Ye Xiaofeng squeezed out a smile on his face, looked at Bei Bei and said.

Bei Bei nodded reluctantly, twisted her little ass, and walked outside.

After seeing Bei Bei leave, Ye Xiaofeng wanted to get off Mrs. Zhang's body, but Mrs. Zhang's expression became strange, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, her left hand covered her mouth, and her right hand tightly hugged Ye Xiaofeng's body.

"Xiaofeng, you, don't move." Mrs. Zhang sensed that Ye Xiaofeng was leaving, she hurriedly hugged Ye Xiaofeng's body with her left hand, and said in a trembling tone.

Her body tensed, and a pair of beautiful legs tightly wrapped around Ye Xiaofeng's body.

After such a long period of close contact, Ye Xiaofeng had realized that Mrs. Zhang seemed to be at her peak.

Thinking of this wonderful, Ye Xiaofeng's body couldn't help but tremble.

When the two of them reached the peak at the same time, Mrs. Zhang hugged Ye Xiaofeng tightly with both hands.

Ye Xiaofeng looked at Mrs. Zhang under him, and his lips fell on Mrs. Zhang's red lips.

But Mrs. Zhang blocked Ye Xiaofeng's mouth with her left hand, she opened her eyes, and looked at Ye Xiaofeng who was close at hand, her eyes were full of anger.

"Sister Zhang." Ye Xiaofeng said softly.

Mrs. Zhang looked into Ye Xiaofeng's eyes and motioned for him to continue.

"That Tang Zhi, what does it have to do with you?" Ye Xiaofeng asked softly.

After hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, Mrs. Zhang's face instantly became annoyed, she pushed Ye Xiaofeng away with both hands, her body trembled slightly because of anger, and Ye Xiaofeng lay aside.

"You get out." Mrs. Zhang said angrily.

Ye Xiaofeng didn't know where he had offended Mrs. Zhang, and walked out with a depressed face.

He is now a little more recovered, and he has no problem walking at all.

After Ye Xiaofeng left, the corners of Mrs. Zhang's eyes were a little moist.

He has such a shameful intimacy with him, and he still doubts his relationship with others?

Mrs. Zhang felt very aggrieved in her heart, and at the same time, she was even more annoyed by Ye Xiaofeng's random speculation.

"Mom, did Uncle Xiaofeng bully you?" Bei Bei walked in from the outside and said depressedly.

"No, no." Mrs. Zhang turned her head and replied in a panic.

"Mom, Uncle Xiaofeng is a good person, right?" Bei Bei continued to ask.

Mrs. Zhang nodded, although Ye Xiaofeng said something that made her angry, she had to admit that Ye Xiaofeng was indeed a good man.

After seeing Mrs. Zhang nodding, Bei Bei ran out of a fart.

After Mrs. Zhang saw Bei Bei leave, she hurriedly lifted the quilt.

Looking at her wet little Nene, Mrs. Zhang's face instantly flushed.

**The list still left traces, and the breath of the man in the room seemed even stronger, Mrs. Zhang hurriedly put away the **list, and walked into the bathroom.

"Uncle Xiaofeng, Uncle Xiaofeng, do you think my mother is beautiful?" After Bei Bei came to Ye Xiaofeng's room, he hurriedly asked.

Fortunately, Ye Xiaofeng had already changed his clothes, otherwise Ye Xiaofeng would have been embarrassed.

Listening to Beibei's words, Ye Xiaofeng nodded, although Mrs. Zhang already has a five-year-old Beibei, her appearance is still very beautiful, and she has a mature **.

"Uncle Xiaofeng, Bei Bei wants a father, can you be Bei Bei's father?" Bei Bei pulled Ye Xiaofeng's right hand, and looked at Ye Xiaofeng pitifully with a pair of big eyes.

"Huh?" Ye Xiaofeng almost fell to the ground.

"Uncle Xiaofeng, will I call you dad in the future?" Beibei's eyes were already rosy, as if Ye Xiaofeng didn't agree, and she immediately cried.

"No...... Good...... Bebe, don't cry, I promise you. Ye Xiaofeng said helplessly.

After getting Ye Xiaofeng's affirmation, Beibei, who was like winning a battle, walked out in a hurry.

"Uncle Xiaofeng, ah, no, good night Dad!" Bei Bei said excitedly.

Looking at Beibei's happy appearance, Ye Xiaofeng had a happy smile on his face.

Bei Bei is very cute, and it will always make Ye Xiaofeng feel happy.

**No words, second morning.

Ye Xiaofeng got up very early in the morning, and after getting dressed, Ye Xiaofeng washed up briefly, and then opened the door.

Mrs. Zhang seemed to have already gotten up, but she was still wearing a red nightdress, and after seeing Ye Xiaofeng come out, Mrs. Zhang did not say hello, but went back to the bedroom directly, obviously she was still angry about what happened last night.

Ye Xiaofeng glanced at Mrs. Zhang's back depressedly, and still he didn't know where he had said the wrong thing.

After leaving the community, Ye Xiaofeng's mobile phone rang.

The call was from Dong Mengna, and she told Ye Xiaofeng that she was supervising the work in the beauty salon and asked Ye Xiaofeng to come over.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xiaofeng continued to walk forward, and when he walked about a hundred meters, four or five police cars quickly surrounded Ye Xiaofeng, and a policeman in a police uniform directly took out a pistol and aimed it at Ye Xiaofeng's head.

"Hmph, I'll see where you're running this time!"

Jiang Wanling, who was dressed in civilian clothes, looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a smug face, she took out the handcuffs and slowly walked towards Ye Xiaofeng.