Qingfeng's movements were very fast, but Nangong Aotian's movements were not slow either.

As soon as he saw Qingfeng playing the flute, he immediately hooked his right hand and knocked back the flute that Qingfeng had brought to his mouth. Then he attacked with both hands, grabbed Qingfeng's wrist, twisted it to the right, and exerted force with both arms.

, and gathered Qingfeng in his arms.

Suddenly, the strong man's breath mixed with the smell of blood filled Qingfeng's nasal cavity: fierce and burning.

The most ridiculous thing is that Qingfeng actually felt that this man smelled very good, and this man's embrace actually gave her the illusion of comfort.

The two bodies were so close to each other that there was almost no gap. Qingfeng could feel the strong heartbeat in his strong chest through his clothes.

Qingfeng was a little angry. She had never felt that that man's embrace could give such an illusion of fit.

And a trace of shock flashed through Nangong Aotian's eyes: He just felt that it was only natural to hug the girl in front of him like this.

It seemed that his arms were born for her, and it seemed that her lips were born for him.

This is ridiculous!

Although he has never had such an experience, in his mind, women have always been synonymous with trouble. How could he feel like this?

No, it must be an illusion!

Nangong Aotian's cold gaze once again glanced at Qingfeng's tender and cherry-red lips, which were as alluring as the blooming petals on a spring branch. A complex light flashed in his eyes: Maybe try it again,

Can you be sure it’s not an illusion?

Nangong Aotian, who was extremely mobile, immediately put his lips on hers again without any hesitation. This time, he was different from the last taste. Instead, he stretched out the small red snake in his mouth and moved Qingfeng's lips.

Scan the mouth up and down, left and right.

Even if Qingfeng rolled her eyes again, she knew how to give in and dodge at this moment. Besides, she had never been a white-eyed person. She turned her head and retreated to the left, while the man's head immediately chased after her and dodged to the right. The man's head

The lips followed him without leaving for a moment.

He dodged left and right, but he couldn't get away from Nangong Aotian's tightly attached lips. One kept giving in, one kept attacking, one seemed about to open his mouth to rebuke, and the other just probed harder.

The girl is innocent and helpless, the man is young and ignorant, their lips are tightly touching each other, and they are fiercely entangled. They can only kiss each other's breath and listen to each other's heartbeat.

Jin Yi and Jin San, on the other hand, were almost ready to scream at first, and then became speechless. In the end, they just lowered their heads and remained silent, but their hearts were filled with a shocking wave: The young master actually chose this.

A woman whose name he doesn’t even know is his partner!

The ghost king's concubine, who was so powerful in the four kingdoms, was actually born in such a small forest in such an almost absurd way.

This is incredible!

But when I think about it, their young master has always been shocking and unruly, going his own way and being wild and unrestrained.

This method only fits his absurd reputation as the Ghost King!

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