My first love and childhood sweetheart couldn't possibly be a red hat addict.

What happened? It turns out it's because Feng Luo kissed her.

The sweet girl rolled her eyes at Feng Luo again, then reached out and pinched his cheek, saying to him in a low, reproachful tone, "I think you, you fickle radish, are just trying to mistake someone else for someone else and kiss Ling Xue."

Right?

Chapter 94 Soothing a Jealous Girlfriend

Upon learning of Feng Luo and her younger sister Ling Xue's kiss, Ling Yu was surprisingly not very angry. This was probably related to her terminal illness; she didn't even know if she would live past the age of 18.

After her death, her twin sister Lingxue took her place in caring for Xiao Luo.

Lingxue is also very nice, and they like each other anyway.

After a slightly confused look in her beautiful eyes, Jiang Lingyu gently shook her head, clearing her mind of these thoughts.

Feng Luo reached out and pulled his lovely and sweet childhood sweetheart Ling Yu into his arms. He smiled broadly and kissed her rosy and alluring soft cherry lips, saying, "Maybe I was a little groggy from just waking up this morning. I really mistook you for someone else. It wasn't intentional. Please forgive me, Sister Ling Yu."

Upon hearing Feng Luo's words and being called "sister," the sweet-looking Ling Yuying's lips curved slightly upwards. Her slender, snow-white hand gently pinched Feng Luo's cheek again, giving her a charming smile.

The person rolled their eyes in reproach and said to him in a coquettish voice:

"Lingxue never wears a ponytail, is she really that hard to recognize? Calling me 'sister' won't help, you silly boy."

younger brother.

"Alright, since Sister Lingyu is jealous of the kiss between Lingxue and me just now, then I'll just agree."

"How about we compensate Sister Lingyu in this way?" Feng Luo nodded, then winked at Lingyu with his clear eyes.

With eyes as clear as water, she asked Lingyu a question.

"Is the mischievous little wolf, Xiao Luo, trying to make amends to his sister? Does he want to kiss her?"

After hearing Feng Luo's words, Ling Yu said to Feng Luo in a coquettish tone.

"Well, if Sister Lingyu doesn't explicitly object, then I'll take it as Sister Lingyu's tacit agreement." Feng Luo stroked Lingyu's smooth and soft hair, and nodded to the girl Lingyu in his arms with a grin.

After speaking, Feng Luo suddenly lowered his head and kissed the girl's rosy, alluring, and soft cherry lips, and the one in his arms.

The sweet girls started kissing.

Suddenly kissed by Feng Luo, Ling Yu, held in his arms, didn't struggle at all. The young girl, Ling Yu, merely gave the handsome young man a slightly misty look before extending her slender hand to embrace Feng Luo.

She held his neck, letting him kiss her.

After savoring Lingyu's soft, supple, and alluring cherry lips, Feng Luo extended his tongue and traced it between her pearly white teeth.

It reached the cherry-like lips of the young girl Lingyu, whose breath was as fragrant as orchids, and there he tasted her sweet nectar.

When he was licking her, his tongue began to entwine with hers as she leaned in.

Actually, Feng Luo sensed Ling Yu's slight confusion and guessed that her confusion stemmed from her congenital terminal illness. So he called her "sister," kissed her, and tried to distract her from thinking about her disease.

These things.

"Do you really have a way to cure Lingyu's illness?"

While French kissing his childhood sweetheart, Feng Luo silently asked Feng Ling, "Sister Feng..."

"Of course, your older sister has a way to help you cure your girlfriend's illness, so don't worry, Xiao Luo." (Living in the wind)

Feng Ling in Luo's sea of ​​consciousness nodded gently and spoke softly to Feng Luo.

Hearing Sister Feng's gentle yet reassuring voice, Feng Luo felt relieved.

"If Sister Feng says so, then Xiao Luo can rest assured."

After a long while, their lips parted, and a stringy texture was created.

"You bad boy, you rascal, you womanizing radish." Lingyu stretched out her snowy hand and lightly patted Feng Luo's shoulder a few times, giving her rascal brother who always bullied her a charming eye roll and scolding him in a coquettish voice.

"Yes, yes, yes." Feng Luo nodded repeatedly and replied with a grin. Then he gently kissed Ling Yu's rosy, alluring, and tender face in his arms, and changed the subject, saying, "I wonder if Ling Yu saw what I did yesterday..."

What about the goodnight text I sent you last night?

"I saw a goodnight text from Xiao Luo when I woke up this morning. Xiao Luo was still awake at 2 a.m. What was he doing?" Ling Yu nodded, took out her phone to check the time the text was sent, and asked him in confusion.

"Hmm~ Mom was helping me resolve the issue that Xiao Fengluo was holding back. After that, I ate the midnight snack my sister made, played games with Xiaoyue for a while, and then did some naughty things with her. And then..."

I have a lot to do, that's why I'm going to bed so late.

After thinking for a moment, Feng Luo decided to explain to his girlfriend Cheng Shi in his arms.

Lingyu overheard Fengluo say that Aunt Jing had resolved Fengluo's pent-up problem, which was why he was going to bed so late.

Of course, she didn't believe it. She reached out her little hand and tapped Feng Luo's shoulder again, then gave him a coquettish look.

road:

"Xiao Luo is lying again. Aunt Jing will solve Xiao Feng Luo's problem for you. How could such an absurd thing be possible? It seems that Xiao Luo has been playing games all night. It must be Xiao Yue who solved Xiao Feng Luo's problem for you, which is why you are going to bed so late."

"Uh." Feng Luo let out a soft "uh" upon hearing this, feeling a bit amused and exasperated. So this was what it meant to be honest and no one...

Do you believe it?

"In a sense, Lingxue, you're right, aren't you?" He nodded, then asked the girl in his arms curiously, "But Sister Lingyu, after hearing that Xiaoyue solved Xiaofengluo's problem for me, why didn't you eat Xiaoyu's food?"

"Yue's jealousy doesn't seem to stem from anger."

Upon hearing this, Lingyu reached out her slender hand and pinched the soft flesh of Feng Luo's waist, then pinched his sides with both hands.

She pinched his cheek slightly before saying softly, "What's wrong? Does Xiao Luo want me to be angry? You're such a womanizer."

One radish.

"Okay, of course I don't want Lingyu to be angry, so thank you to my dear Lingxue."

"That's a lot." Feng Luo shook his head and said, then smiled broadly and lowered his head to kiss the rosy cheeks of the green plum in his arms.

Delicate face.

"Xiao Luo, stop talking nonsense. I'm not part of your family, at least not now," Ling Yu said haughtily.

In the end, she subconsciously lowered her voice.

Feng Luo smiled at the slightly arrogant girl in his arms, intertwined his fingers with her soft hand, and stood up with her. He said softly, "Then let's go next door for breakfast. It's getting late, Ling Yu." "Aren't we going to wake Xiao Yue?" Ling Yu looked at Feng Luo's room and asked him.

"No, Xiaoyue is still very sleepy, so I won't wake her up. I'll wake her up for lunch later."

"Okay, Xiao Luo."

Feng Luo and his companion left their house, closed the door, walked down the hallway, arrived at the door next door, knocked, and went out.

The woman who opened the door was a charming and absent-minded Ji Jinghan.

Upon seeing her son Feng Luo and Ling Yu, the absent-minded, charming woman thought of her time with her son the previous night.

Upon witnessing this absurd act, a blush of shyness appeared on her delicate and charming face, and a hint of longing for Lingyu flashed in her beautiful eyes.

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Chapter 95 A French Kiss with a Charming Beauty

Feng Luo entered the house and closed the door, noticing the delicate blush on his mother's face. He then...

His mother, Ji Jinghan, blinked her clear, bright eyes.

Upon seeing Aunt Jing, the pretty girl with a single ponytail, Ling Yu, blushed slightly and pulled away the slender hair that Feng Luo was holding onto.

Little Hand quickly walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

When Feng Luo saw Ling Yu enter the living room, and saw the delicate blush on his mother's beautiful face, he couldn't help but...

A thought struck me.

He reached out and took the hand of the beautiful, mature woman, Ji Jinghan, holding her incredibly smooth and slender snow-white hand, her mother's mature and voluptuous figure...

He pulled her alluring body into his arms.

Ji Jinghan was pulled into Feng Luo's arms by his child, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. A blush appeared on her beautiful face, making her even more alluring and seductive.

The alluring woman pursed her captivating red lips, then asked Feng Luo with a hint of doubt.

He asked, "What's wrong, Xiao Luo?"

Feng Luo, carrying his beautiful mother Ji Jinghan in his arms, took a step back into the entryway, letting Aunt Qing, who was in the living room, pass.

Lingyu and the others couldn't see themselves being intimate with their mother.

She opened her mouth and took the jade ear in, laughing heartily as she said:

Then, Feng Luo lowered his head and kissed her rosy, alluring, soft lips, on the sensitive skin of the mature beauty.

"I want to kiss Mommy, because she's so alluring, I just can't resist." The charming and alluring woman shook her head nervously upon hearing this, and said anxiously:

"No, Xiao Luo, this is your Aunt Qing's house. Even if you want to kiss your mother, you have to wait..."

Let's go home first and then kiss.

Feng Luo reached out and touched the beautiful woman in his arms, her long, smooth, dark hair reaching her waist. He smiled broadly and spoke softly to her.

road:

"It's just a quick kiss, it'll be over quickly, Aunt Qing and the others won't see it. Besides, Aunt Qing has seen me and Mom kiss before, so even if she did, she probably wouldn't say anything."

The alluring woman gave her adopted son a charmingly reproachful glare and said in a coquettish voice, "That's a little..."

Is Luo's childhood the same as Luo's present self? Little Shrimp Wolf.

Xiao Luo felt that they were all the same, at least her mother loved her equally, so her mother agreed.

"What?" Feng Luo said with a broad smile.

"When you're doing something naughty, don't call her 'Mom,' that's such a shameful name. Call her 'Aunt Jing.' Naughty, disobedient children..."

Luo. The alluring woman, with a touch of helplessness, playfully scolded Feng Luo while simultaneously extending her smooth, delicate hand to hook her adopted son's arm.

Feng Luo's neck.

"Alright, Aunt Jing." Feng Luo nodded with a broad smile, then leaned in and kissed the beautiful woman in his arms.

The mature woman's soft, red lips.

"Hurry up, Xiao Se... um." Before Ji Jinghan could finish speaking, Feng Luo, that little rascal, kissed her soft, fragrant lips, interrupting her speech, and she could only utter a soft "um."

After kissing the mature beauty's rosy and alluring soft lips, Feng Luo extended his snake head through Ji Jinghan's snow-white teeth and into her sweet, fragrant mouth, savoring the sweet saliva that his adoptive mother had made him addicted and the moist, fragrant tongue that the beauty had offered.

After pausing for a minute inside the beautiful foster mother Ji Jinghan's cherry-like lips, Feng Luo proactively parted...

They left, their entwined lips still locked in a saliva-like kiss.

Still somewhat dazed, the alluring beauty Ji Jinghan was still clinging to Feng Luo's neck. After a while, she gradually came to her senses, and the tempting blush on her delicate face became even more alluring.

"Aunt Jing's blushing face is so alluring." Feng Luo lowered his head and kissed the charming, mature woman's blushing face.

With her smooth, delicate face, he smiled slightly and said.

"A little rascal." Ji Jinghan reached out her snowy hand and lightly tapped Feng Luo's shoulder, looking at the man who always seemed to want to...

The naughty child, who had done something bad to his own body, said in a coquettish voice.

After finishing his French kiss with his beautiful foster mother, Ji Jinghan, Feng Luo went to the living room and sat down next to his older sister, Ji Wanrou.

It came down.

"Sister, Aunt Qing, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Except for Xiao Luo and Xiao Yue, we've all eaten," the elegant and beautiful Jiang Qingyin replied, gently touching Feng Luo's handsome cheek with her smooth, slender hand. Then she asked Feng Luo, "Where's Xiao Yue?"

"Xiaoyue went to bed too late, so she can't get up for breakfast, Mom." Lingyu, a pretty girl with a single ponytail who was watching TV on the sofa with her chin resting on her hand, said to her mother after hearing her words.

"Alright, Xiaoyue and Xiaoluo, you two need to go to bed early. It's good for your health." Jiang Qing

Yin continued to stroke Feng Luo's cheek, speaking softly with a slight reproach.

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Aunt Qing."

Luo, where's Mom? I haven't seen her.

Ji Wanrou also reached out and gently patted her younger brother's head, then asked softly with a hint of doubt, "Little..."

Jiang Qingyin also looked at Feng Luo with some doubt.

Feng Luo took the bowl that her sister Ji Wanrou had finished eating from, picked up her chopsticks, and put the breakfast in front of her—pork offal soup rice noodles that Jiang Qingyin had made herself—into her bowl. She then explained to Aunt Qing and her sister:

"Mom said she was a little sleepy, so she went to sleep at the neighbor's house, sister, Aunt Qing."

Ji Jinghan didn't go home for that reason, of course. She was embarrassed after kissing her son, and her blushing face must have been seen by her friends, so she went home first.