The cub with the protagonist wears it back

Before Luo Xingyuan could reply, Feng Yan covered his mouth.

His movements were strong, but he seemed much more nervous than Luo Xingyuan, he stumbled and said: "Yuanyuan, don't, don't be afraid, I will be gentle."

Luo Xingyuan: "..."

This sentence seems familiar.Because Feng Yan said that every time before starting, and it turned out...

In the end, it always has nothing to do with gentleness.

Although Feng Yan only had one Ji Ji left, and he could handle it, Luo Xingyuan was still very worried, with Feng Yan's strength, would he just smash his egg...

Luo Xingyuan quickly made a decision.

He took off Feng Yan's hand and said, "Lie down, I can move by myself."

Feng Yan was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue: "Yuan, Yuanyuan?!!"

Feng Yan was greatly shocked, he glanced at Luo Xingyuan's round belly, he choked up first, then worried: "This is not convenient..."

"Don't worry, it's not like we haven't used this position before." Luo Xingyuan took Feng Yan's hand and walked a few steps, but he couldn't pull it away. When he looked back, he found Feng Yan frozen in place.

Luo Xingyuan couldn't help being surprised, seeing the smashed door behind Feng Yan, he understood: "Let's go to another room."

The doors are broken, so I feel insecure.

Luo Xingyuan turned around, ready to go out with Feng Yan to find another room, but Feng Yan was still stuck in place like a pillar, motionless.

Luo Xingyuan walked up to Feng Yan, held Feng Yan's cloudy face, and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Feng Yan said in a hoarse voice, his expression seemed to be very calm, nothing unusual.But what Luo Xingyuan didn't know was how much shock he had brought to Feng Yan when he casually said "It's not like we haven't used this posture before".

Feng Yan's eyes became more and more red.

After hearing Luo Xingyuan's words, he was on the verge of going berserk all the time. Taking into account Luo Xingyuan's body, he managed to stay awake and suppress the riot deep in his body.

Can't be impulsive, can't be impulsive...

Feng Yan almost gritted his teeth.

He didn't dare to think about whether Luo Xingyuan was joking, or if he really "used" that posture.

If it is really "used", then the object can only be...

Feng Yan's gaze involuntarily drifted to Luo Xingyuan's stomach.

The only possibility is that it is the biological father of the dragon egg, the unidentified slag dragon.

"Feng Yan, Feng Yan? Husband? Are you really okay?" Luo Xingyuan called Feng Yan several times, and finally, Feng Yan moved.

Feng Yan did not go out with Luo Xingyuan, but remained silent, closed the door behind his back, and cast a spell to seal it tightly.

Luo Xingyuan was taken aback, perhaps the heat in his body had also spread to his head, Luo Xingyuan didn't expect that Feng Yan could use supernatural power to "repair the door".

This time, there is no need to make a fuss.

"Then we..."

Before Luo Xingyuan could finish speaking, Feng Yan approached him with red eyes, held his shoulders tightly with both hands, and said through gritted teeth: "Yuanyuan, what the hell are you..."

Luo Xingyuan suddenly felt pain, frowned, and gasped.

Seeing Luo Xingyuan's slightly painful expression, Feng Yan's grip on his shoulder suddenly loosened, but he did not give up questioning him.

No matter how intense the fire on his body was, Feng Yan wanted to know the answer first.

Burning with jealousy, he asked that sentence with the last sliver of reason left.

——"Do you still remember that dragon?"

Luo Xingyuan: "...?"

For a moment, Luo Xingyuan couldn't tell whether it was his own brain that burned out, or Feng Yan's.

At this time, why did Feng Yan's drama addiction relapse? !

Now, Feng Yan looked like a husband who questioned his cheating wife, and Luo Xingyuan, in this script, was the cheating wife.

"Stop making trouble, Feng Yan, we should get down to business." This kind of plot can't add interest, Luo Xingyuan didn't really want to cooperate with Feng Yan.

However, Feng Yan was puzzled by the drama, and repeated again: "Yuan Yuan, answer me, do you still remember that dragon?"

Luo Xingyuan frowned even deeper, feeling so uncomfortable that he was about to cry.

It's not a dragon, this script is not fun at all!

He grabbed Feng Yan's wrist, trying to make him let go: "Feng Yan...don't do this again..."

Unknowingly, Luo Xingyuan's eyes became watery due to the torment of passion, and he looked at Feng Yan beggingly, it seemed that if Feng Yan continued, what he touched would be Luo Xingyuan's unbearable past.

At least Feng Yan thinks so.

Seeing Luo Xingyuan begging for mercy pitifully, Feng Yan's heart shrank, and he suddenly woke up.

What is he doing?

Even if Luo Xingyuan remembered, so what?Isn't this attitude enough to explain?

Yes, Luo Xingyuan still remembered the past with that scumbag.

But no matter what, that part of the past is over, it's enough that Luo Xingyuan likes him so much.

If you chase after him, not only is it meaningless, but it will also hurt Luo Xingyuan.

But just now, Feng Yan blurted out the words that reminded Luo Xingyuan of the unbearable past.

Feng Yan slowly let go of his hand, and then lightly hugged Luo Xingyuan into his arms: "Yuanyuan, I... No, I'm sorry, I won't ask any more questions."

Luo Xingyuan no longer cared what Feng Yan said, he just wanted to do business.

However, Luo Xingyuan's body became weaker and weaker. After being held in Feng Yan's arms, he couldn't even stand up, let alone pull Feng Yan who insisted on acting in a bitter drama to bed.

Forget it, just do it on the spot.Luo Xingyuan thought powerlessly.

Fortunately, Feng Yan hugged him tenderly for a while, then told him with a blushing face, "Let's... let's get started."

Luo Xingyuan still didn't forget the initial request in a daze: "Hurry up, I want to be on..."

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan gritted his teeth. Now, he still couldn't feel relieved, but he still agreed: "Okay, listen to Yuanyuan."

Luo Xingyuan's consciousness was completely blurred.

As soon as Feng Yan hugged him to bed, he forgot the posture he asked for at the beginning. He stuck to Feng Yan's arms, and started to grope around without taking off his clothes.

Feng Yan didn't dare to move, he was afraid that if he got agitated, he would hurt Luo Xingyuan... and the dragon egg in his belly.

He just let Luo Xingyuan touch it for a long time before he remembered that he had to take off his clothes first.

Feng Yan looked at Luo Xingyuan's delicate collarbone and fair and tender skin faintly revealing from his neckline, and couldn't help swallowing, feeling a little timid in his heart.

Can he really?

"It's so hot..." Luo Xingyuan tugged at his clothes, but couldn't take them off, but he didn't know that he was tugging on Feng Yan's clothes.

Feng Yan instantly felt that he could do it again.

He snapped his fingers, and the clothes on the two of them instantly shattered into pieces.

In almost a second, Luo Xingyuan accurately grasped Feng Yan's handle.

He frowned tightly, his ruddy face was full of confusion.

"Honey, why do you only have one?"