Qian Yikun clamped Mo Fei's hand and just pulled him into his arms.
"Ding dong—ding dong—ding dong—"
Qian Yikun put out his hand and walked out directly.
Mo Fei pulled the pajamas that were pulled open by Qian Yikun and almost lost to him.
Qian Yikun saw the person outside through the peephole, and he was from the property management company.
So he reached out and opened the door without thinking too much.
"Well, Mr. Qian, the owner downstairs complained that you, your voice is too loud." The small property owner said with a red face. He saw Mr. Qian bring a beautiful woman in again today.
And they clearly said it was above the bedroom.
Moreover, Qian Yikun's bathrobe has just been torn apart a little now. It really looks like this -
"Please be gentle, otherwise it will be difficult for us to explain." Obediently, the soundproofing here has been taken care of, but in the end, a complaint was filed. Being a policeman is a good thing.
Qian Yikun: "..."
"Okay, sorry, we will pay attention." Qian Yikun said and closed the door with a bang.
Could he be standing at the door of the bedroom looking over here, "What's wrong?"
Qian Yikun looked back at Mo Fei, who was dressed in cool clothes, turned around directly, and then pushed the wall against the door. "The people downstairs don't like us making too much noise." He said, reaching out to scratch Mo Fei's cheek.
Could it be: "..."
Could it be that I blinked and didn't understand.
Qian Yikun whispered something in her ear.
When Mo Fei raised his foot and was about to kick Qian Yikun, Qian Yikun directly held his calf. "You are the one who is going to cry when you are crippled." He said and directly buckled Mo Fei's leg around his waist. In the meantime, the other hand directly grabbed her waist and picked her up.
"Is there a single dog living downstairs? There are so many things." Mo Fei put his arms around Qian Yikun's neck and sneered.
It's obviously a fight, okay
If the movement is so loud, aren't you afraid of being damaged
Qian Yikun closed the bedroom door with one foot, carried Mo Fei to the bed, and placed him directly on the bed, "Why don't we confirm his complaint."
Mo Fei suddenly turned around, and when Qian Yikun was about to press her on the bed, she clasped her legs around his waist and turned him over on the bed. She sat directly on Qian Yikun's body.
Mo Fei lowered his head and put his hand on his chest, "Scholar, please obey me. From now on, I will take you to eat and drink, how about it?"
Qian Yikun: "..."
Is the drama spirit possessed
"From, from, from -" Qian Yikun lay down directly, with a look of 'You can eat me now'.
Mo Fei looked at his reaction with satisfaction, then bent down and kissed his lips.
Qian Yikun reached out and pressed the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Mo Fei's dominance in the first half became Qian Yikun's special show in the second half. In the midst of deep affection, Qian Yikun whispered in Mo Fei's ear: "Fei Fei, let's get married."
Maybe she couldn't really hear what he said, so her legs broke away from his waist. This time it took a long time before she slowly regained consciousness, but the man was still lying on her body.
"What did you just say?" Could it be that her voice was hoarse when she spoke, because she didn't hold back from shouting too loudly, or maybe she was shouting on purpose so that people downstairs could hear her.
Well, Sister Fei must avenge herself, especially those who wronged her like this.
Qian Yikun rubbed her ear and whispered: "Get married, let's get married."
He wanted to marry Mo Fei, and he longed to marry her more than ever.