Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 1126: Yumantang (24)

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After watching Feng Luo Sunian and the others leave, in the void, Wen Heng took Shi Yu's hand and said, "Let's go too."

No matter what the sky becomes, this is his home.

Now he is getting a wife, and he wants to take her to see the scenery he has seen before.

April is not over, and the forest is full of flowers.

The pink petals swirled in the wind and fell on the carriage with a single umbrella cover. Finally, they were swept by the wind, and then rushed towards the faces of the people in the carriage.

Shi Yu stretched out his hand and gently held it.

"It's a vegetarian girl."

"Why don't you call it this name?" It was the first time Wen Heng noticed the little flowers on the side of the road.

"I don't know," Shi Yu held the petals toward Wen Heng's mouth. "Its juice is very sweet. I usually put a little bit in it when I make pastries."

Wen Heng hung his head and held the petals, but Shi Yu approached him, using his tongue to help put the petals into his mouth.

The petals were crushed quickly, and the juice was indeed extremely sweet, which made people wanting.

Shi Yu's hand was placed on Wen Heng's neckline, and the white jade buckle tentacles were slightly cool, which made people unable to help but play.

At the end of the long kiss, Wen Heng embraced Shiyu's waist and said dumbly in her ear: "How many times have you thought about the buttons in your mind?"

Shi Yu blushed and kissed his chin and said: "It's true that I wanted to do this when I first saw you in the teahouse that day."

Finally, he unfastened all the buckles on his placket. Shiyu's hands got in from his slightly open waist and noticed that his body was slightly tight. She chuckled and used it deliberately Fingernails hung his waist muscles.

But the next moment, she was picked up by Wen Heng pinching her waist and let her sit on his lap.

"Speaking of that day, I answered so many questions you want to know, should you also tell, when did you feel your heart for me?"

Feeling the man's breath enveloping him, Shi Yu left him at his mercy, thinking of the eighth heaven in his mind.

"I don't know." That night, the shock was not a whim.

She is not a person who easily believes in feelings. Even if she has a good feeling, she will not easily indulge in it.

Wen Heng...Wen Heng is the grass in her heart, and it only takes a sharp point and grows wildly.

"Then you fancy me very early?"

"Nothing!" This resolutely refused to admit it. As she was speaking, she suddenly groaned, and the whole person was lying in Wen Heng's arms.

"Will someone..." Her face was already hot, and Ai Ai said for some time.

"You didn't think so when you unbuttoned me just now," Wen Heng likes to see her duplicity, "Or, I will come out?"

"You are not allowed to speak!" Shi Yu's body is already soft, and no matter how heavy the tone is at this time, it is too soft to speak.

Wen Heng gave a low laugh, "I don't think I can go out, call brother to listen."

"Wen Heng!" Shi Yu was almost crying by him.

"If you don't want to, I can wait slowly."

"You..." Shi Yu bitterly bit his shoulder like a kitten, and then softly said: "Brother..."

After success, Wen Heng's eyes are full of smiles, um, brother Qing.

Chunhua is prosperous all the way. For others, these are suffering years, but for Shi Yuwenheng, this is a rare quiet time for them.

Ten thousand years is not too long, and a hundred years are not too short. With you, it is just right.