C90 A Warm Home(2)

When Feng Ying'er was in a daze from the kiss, she felt her body being lifted up into the air. Then, she laid down on the bed.

"Ah Ting, don't." Feng Ying'er used her remaining rationality to look at Huo Ting and then at her own stomach.

"It's fine, I'm lighter." Huo Ting slowly took off Feng Ying'er's clothes. He did not know what was going on