Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Yun Xi stared blankly at the man who killed him by touching his head in front of him. At such a close distance, something vaguely fermented in the air.

For a moment, she felt like she was about to drown in his gentle gaze.

After a while, she was stunned, pulled away his big hand on top of her head, smiled and asked, "How does the young marshal know that it's my birthday today?"

"What do you have that I don't know?" Mu Feichi turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Her little bed, when he sat like this, became narrow in an instant.

"..." There are also things you don't know, Yun Xi silently added in her heart

She was reborn, he didn't know it.

With a light laugh, she sat on the chair and glanced at him slightly. The light by the desk was bright, and she vaguely felt that his face was not very good.

He was wearing an army green badge down jacket, black trousers and army boots, lining his handsome and handsome face, he was trendy and handsome!

Faintly, she seemed to smell a smell of disinfectant.

Slightly frowning, she leaned over to him and sniffed lightly, making sure that the smell came from him.

Mu Feichi lowered his eyes and looked at the little thing that came close to him, thinking about this guy so much!

She came over with an innocent look on her face at this moment, her pink face, smart eyes, and watery red lips, all of which were irresistible temptations in front of her eyes!

Especially when he was on a mission at the border for half a month, all he saw were men!

Such a seemingly unintentional action, for a normal man, is simply on fire!

He stretched out his hand suddenly, lowered his head, clasped her neck and kissed her—

"Uuuu..." Yun Xi was caught off guard before she reacted after being attacked suddenly.

The force on her lips and teeth was so domineering that she couldn't break free, and the tip of the tongue that jumped into her mouth rolled up a strong and undeniable masculinity.

She stared suddenly at the man who was close at hand, her mind went blank for a moment, and her breathing became short.

Seeing her cute reaction, he suddenly forcibly opened her lips and pressed the tip of his tongue against her teeth.

Yun Xi felt a little pain, and pushed his chest with both hands, but couldn't push him away.

Flexible thin lips, hard teeth, and the familiar masculinity filled her mouth!

The two people's breaths are intertwined, and the atmosphere in the room is heated up and burned at once!

Mu Feichi was holding the little thing in his arms, and the strength in his hands could not be contained, as if he wanted to rub her into his body!

His little thing, to him, is like the poison of the poppy.

Once it is contaminated, the taste will never be forgotten!

In the flustered struggle, her hand pressed on the wound on his shoulder, Mu Feichi gasped, and the stinging pain in his shoulder made him let go.

"You're injured?!" Yun Xi looked at his raised eyebrows and quickly realized that something was wrong.

Recalling the position he had just touched, he reached out and took off his jacket.

In the black T-shirt, the place on the left shoulder is bulging, and when I touch it, the palm is hot and humid.

She glanced at the blood stains on her palms, and her face suddenly turned white!

He reached out and took off his coat and T-shirt, only to see that he had a thick gauze wrapped around his left shoulder.

The white gauze was stained red. I don't know if it was the wound that was torn when turning over the window, or if she had just injured him.

Looking at the blood in her palm, Yun Xi was really angry!

Really angry, her eyes full of small flames, stretched out her claws and twisted his ears, and tugged fiercely!

The immature face was stern, and he reprimanded him with a serious face: "Soul Dan! If you are injured, you dare to mess around!"

Being pulled by his ears, Mu Feichi seemed to be stunned for a moment, but then he laughed like a child.

When he was a child, his mother would teach him to pull his ears when he was angry, but now that his little woman did it, he felt that his whole heart was softened into a puddle of water.

He reached out and grabbed her little hand, deliberately shouting, "It hurts... baby, take it easy..."

Soft little hands with a slight coolness, ironed on his palm, straight to the bottom of his heart.

Um, is dog food sweet? The young marshal shouted a baby, and the bones were crispy~ Today's 77 article is in PK~ Babies, please add to the bookshelf collection, ask for tickets, please keep claws~~