Chapter 557 Soft Tofu (2)

Liu Huo never thought that Ji Fengyan would continue, his hands were still trying to grab his clothes to prevent Ji Fengyan from succeeding.

who knows……

Ji Fengyan took advantage of the situation and pulled the flowing pants down to his ankles.

A pair of slender and well-proportioned legs were exposed in front of Ji Fengyan's eyes.

In terms of body proportions, these legs are perfect. They are not as thick and muscular as adult men, nor are they soft and slender like women. They are powerful but well-proportioned.

Although Liuhuo slept with Liuhuo all day long, every time Liuhuo was dragged to bed, he wore tight clothes. This was the first time Ji Fengyan saw Liuhuo's "candid meeting" scene. Ji Fengyan narrowed her satisfied eyes.

Ji Fengyan was satisfied, but Liu Huo was overwhelmed by Ji Fengyan's "overlord bowing hard" posture. He could only hug the shirt that had faded to his flat stomach, and stared blankly at the smiling and squinty-eyed monsoon smoke.

"Tsk tsk, my little Liuhuo is really perfect." Ji Fengyan's eyes slid past Liuhuo's well-proportioned arms, and her eyes fell on Liuhuo's body, like a goose feather sweeping inch by inch, causing Liuhuo to feel numb.

"You...you don't... like this..." Liu Huo's expression was indescribably tense, he was holding the clothes in his hands, pressing tightly against his lower abdomen, using the corners of the clothes to cover it up.

Ji Fengyan looked at Liuhuo's distressed appearance with a smile, and the vicious primers in her cells became active. She moved closer, and the tip of her nose almost touched Liuhuo's neck. Here comes his shudder.

"Liuhuo...have you... grown taller?" Ji Fengyan half-closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and looked at Liuhuo's slightly flushed cheeks.

I still remember that when he picked up Liuhuo, he was about the same height as her, but now, before he knew it, he was already a head taller than her.

"That's right..." Liu Huo was almost tormented mad by Ji Fengyan's intimate behavior, but he could only restrain his inner impulse and let himself not care about Ji Fengyan's breath and breath.

The kiss in the imperial capital made Ji Fengyan completely loathe Xinglou, which also made Liuhuo not dare to take another step easily.

Liu Huo, absolutely cannot be hated by Ji Fengyan again.

Unaware of Liu Huo's inner struggle, Ji Fengyan's small hands irregularly climbed onto Liu Huo's flat and strong chest.

"The age of your blood race is different from that of human beings. How old are you? Why did you look from twelve or thirteen to fifteen or sixteen years old in less than a year?" Ji Fengyan said slowly, with slightly cool fingers. The tip slowly passed across Liuhuo's chest, leaving behind a series of fiery sensations.

Liu Huo could only feel a nameless fire burning ragingly in his body, covering his whole body with a thin layer of sweat. Ji Fengyan's unruly little hands were like two balls of flames. It was scalding hot.

That blazing heat seemed to have burned his flaming consciousness into a little confusion.

"I... don't know..." Liu Huo gritted his teeth and responded, a slightly hoarse voice rang in Ji Fengyan's ears.

Ji Fengyan originally wanted to tease Liu Huo, but he didn't expect that Liu Huo's reaction would be so "serious", which inevitably made Ji Fengyan feel very depressed.

Liuhuo now looks about the same as a human being at the age of fifteen or sixteen. A boy of this age should have begun to fall in love long ago. Why...

He's just grown up?