Song Tianmo was really surprised and delighted, with an undisguised heat in his warm eyes.

He leaned over, couldn't help but itch and wanted to reach out and pinch her face, but his hand reached halfway, looked at his fingers, and he gave up again.

Ling Fei is actually extremely afraid of the cold.

He just came in from outside, he had just touched the cold water in his hand, and he was holding the shower in the other hand.

Straightening up, Song Tianmo walked lightly, carrying the shower to the orchid on the windowsill, the orchid that Ling Fei raised was quite delicate, and now that the weather was cold, he didn't dare to water it too much.

put the shower in the bathroom, soaked his hands in hot water, and when his hands were completely warm, Song Tianmo returned to the bed.

Because Song Tianmo went out early, it was not yet eight o'clock in the morning, looking at Ling Fei sleeping very sweetly, Song Tianmo smiled slightly and reached out and touched Ling Fei's pretty face.

Warm and creamy.

It's hard to put down.

Linger.

"Little vixen!" With a soft mutter, a strange color flashed in Song Tianmo's eyes, thinking about the phone call Ling Fei made last night.

No wonder.

kept asking him what he was doing, and when he said he was going home and was about to go to sleep, her reaction would be so loud, and her voice was raised by several decibels, and he didn't care at the time, he didn't think about it deeply, and his feelings were suspicious that he was merry outside?

Glancing at the green bluegrass on the windowsill, the smile in Song Tianmo's eyes became stronger, and the strength in his hand increased slightly, and he pinched it gently.

"Hmm!"

Ling Fei, who was sleeping sweetly, was pinched by him and snorted softly, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't open her eyes, turned over, and fell asleep again.

The whole person curled up in a ball, and his face was buried in the quilt, leaving only two eyes and a forehead covered by bangs.

That cute and lazy appearance made Song Tianmo even more itchy, and stared at her eyes for a moment.

Suddenly raised his eyebrows, smiling meaningfully, he walked outside the living room and made a phone call, and when he came back in, he took off his coat, and recklessly ripped off the tie around his neck, uncovered the corner of the quilt behind Ling Fei and got in.

The fiery chest was against Ling Fei's back, his hand lightly wrapped around her slender waist, and Song Tianmo gently buried his head in Ling Fei's neck.

The familiar seductive sweetness of Ling Fei's body burrowed into his nose, and the palm on her waist couldn't help but slowly go up, outlining her seductive curves.

Ling Fei, who was pretending to be asleep, stiffened slightly.

The roots of the ears began to heat and turn powder.

On the pretty face with his back to Song Tianmo, although his apricot eyes did not open, his eyelashes were constantly trembling, and his red lips were gently pursed.

The earlobe was gently bitten again.

The scorching breath sucked on her neck, making her little face involuntarily hotter, and when Song Tianmo's hand began to move down recklessly, touching Ling Fei's extremely itchy waist, Ling Fei couldn't hold back any longer, giggled, and twisted her body to escape Song Tianmo's presumptuous fingers while laughing.

"Don't, don't touch there, haha...... Don't touch it again! Husband, don't touch it! ”

"Don't pretend to be asleep? Finally willing to wake up? Song Tianmo ignored her struggles, chuckled and fished Ling Fei over, suppressed domineeringly under him, and kissed her red lips for a while.

It took a long time to let her go.

He looked at the people below him with burning eyes.

Ling Fei's chest gasped sharply, her eyes were full of excitement, her red lips that had been thoroughly moisturized were delicate, and her little face was as attractive as if it had been dyed with rouge.