God of War's Love: Forced to Marry a Cute Wife

Chapter 139 Chapter 146

Second Master Luo glanced at her shining pupils, which were as black as ink: "You didn't take gunpowder today, you took the wrong medicine."

After hearing such a sentence, Song Feiyu's little sister unexpectedly didn't blow her hair. Instead, she stretched out her hand and beat his arm: "Seriously, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Whoops, the sun comes out from the west and sets in the east?Second Master Luo turned his face to look in the direction of the setting sun.

This girl ordered to take the wrong medicine, and she took a lot of it.

Of course Second Master Luo would not let go of this rare opportunity. With a slight turn of the swivel chair and a slight hug with his hands, he pulled Song Feiyu over and sat on his lap.The two of them nestled in the large swivel chair, their hot bodies pressed against each other, and their breathing became chaotic in an instant.

"I want to eat you." Second Master Luo hooked his lips evilly, biting these words with incomparable eroticism.

Song Feiyu struggled to run: "Oh, office, what do you want to do?" His face was red, his ears were hot, his heart was beating, and his palms were full of sweat.

"It's okay if it's not the office?" Second Master Luo was very interested: "Why don't we go home now?"

Song Feiyu was so angry that he couldn't be nicer to this man, because he fell in love with evil wolves.Grinding his teeth hard: "Can you be a man with style?"

Depend on!It's these two words again!Second Master Luo tightened his hand: "Stop imposing style on me, it's annoying!"

Song Feiyu was overjoyed, and scratched the second master's chest with his small hands: "Style, style, style, second master is a man of style..."

Second Master Luo lowered his head, bit her small mouth, and said vaguely, "I will show you the style at night, and the style for one night, you'd better not hide..."

Song Feiyu was silent, licking the man's lips with his small tongue: "Master... To be honest with you, what do you want to eat? Let's go back and cook."

Second Master Luo's eyes darkened. Does a woman who is willing to cook for him love him?Inexplicably, a warm current surged up, and his heart was crisp: "Fish, I want to eat fish."

"Go! Here we go again!" Song Feiyu pouted, and adjusted a comfortable position on his lap, because he was wearing an office uniform and an A-line skirt, so he could only sit sideways on his lap.

"I'm serious, I want to eat sweet and sour fish, will you do it?" Second Master Luo has lost his appetite for a long time, so it doesn't matter what he eats, as long as he fills his stomach.

"Yes, we will go buy ingredients later, does Ziyu like to eat it too?" Song Feiyu muttered to himself: "If Ziyu wants to eat, he has to pick out the thorns for him, don't get stuck and it will be troublesome."

Second Master Luo leaned on the swivel chair, hugged Song Feiyu tightly, and remained silent.In these years, there are almost no people who can really care about Ziyu except him.

After all, Mr. Luo is a man, and there are many things in the army. It is impossible to care about the son who has been stimulated and mentally retarded all the time, let alone other people.

He could tell that Song Feiyu really cared about Ziyu.That kind of concern is not to please him, but a natural instinct.She is as attentive and caring as she is to her own brother and mother.

Song Feiyu was still planning with her fingers: "Fried pork with garlic, do you like it?" Seeing him nodding, she leaned forward to find a paper on the desk to write down, and then asked: "Dried flat bitter gourd, okay?"

Luo Zhan nodded again, his eyes full of doting.

Three dishes and one soup, done. "You call back and ask them not to cook our dishes, or they will be wasteful." She issued instructions.

Second Master Luo followed his girl's instructions, and stroked her pink cheek with his hand: "Can I add a late-night snack?"

"No problem, say it!" Song Feiyu threw himself on the desk seriously and prepared to write it down.

"You." It was Luo Erye's very sure voice.

"..." Song Feiyu's pen paused on the paper, his eyes were a little starry.

(End of this chapter)