Touching the corner of his lips, Feng Churui laughed and joked: "Well, I'm sure you're not angry."

"Uncle Feng has become bad, take advantage of me." Wu Xuewei wrinkled her nose, pushed him away, and planned to put her suitcase in place.

Feng Churui pulled her back again, "This time, let you take advantage of me."

After saying that, he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

Her kiss was not a kiss at all. She could only say that she really kissed her, just a moment.

When the lips touched each other, they separated. Where could he satisfy him?

Unlike her shallow kiss, Feng Churui gave her a solid French kiss, deep throat lingering, saliva exchange, and the tip of her tongue was gentle and entangled. He kissed her lingeringly. Wu Xuewei gradually lost in his kiss, and her soft little fragrant tongue was tempted by him. She took the initiative to explore the exit and attacked his mouth, looking for the big tongue that made her lingering.

He deliberately teased her, dodging left and right, just to prevent her from entangling her. Wu Xuewei moaned in annoyance, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled it down, and the tip of her tongue even more vigorously penetrated into his mouth.

After the kiss, Wu Xuewei was panting, and Feng Churui was also slightly breathing. The deep kiss seemed to be a game between two people, and she tried her best to eat each other.

Wu Xuewei pushed him embarrassedly, "You go to the city hall quickly, otherwise it should be too late."

"Well." Although he was reluctant to leave, he still had his own responsibility. "I'll let my aunt cook for you what I want to eat. I'll come back at noon to have dinner with you, and then take you to the airport. Wait for me at home."

He smiled and pushed him out of the bedroom and sent him to the door, "I know, you go, be careful on the way."

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Wu Xuewei soon forgot about the unhappiness in the morning. She told her aunt that she liked the food, so she went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and cook home.

When the meal was ready, Feng Churui happened to go home.

She smiled and pulled him to wash his hands, then went back to the restaurant to sit down. Feng Churui looked at the dishes she liked on the table and chuckled. It seemed that she was really dissatisfied. She was not polite to her aunt. Every dish she liked.

"Uncle Feng, after I returned to the United States, we have to make a call every day. If you are busy, you can save the phone number, but you can't save text messages. If I really can't hold it in, I miss you, can I come back to see you on the weekend?" While eating, Wu Xuewei chattered and said all kinds of trivial matters.

"No." Feng Churui ruthlessly killed her thoughts.

Wu Xuewei put down her chopsticks and pouted: "Why can't it work? There are no classes on the weekend, why can't I come back to see you?"

Feng Churui put the chopsticks back into her hand, and saw her continue eating in a depressed mood, then said, "I hope that in addition to studying, you will enrich your extracurricular activities. Of course, you can make friends, attend parties, study with your classmates, or go cycling with your friends for outdoor activities. These are the life you should enjoy at your age, and I am just a part of your life. You can't let love replace the whole of your life, otherwise your world will become very narrow. Can you understand this?"

In fact, what he didn't tell her was that friends he made at school were often the purest and most impurities free of impurities.
Chapter completed!