Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Every night before, she was worried about this, so Anza's place was far away from Munch and they were specially guarded around.

The first two nights were fine.

But tonight, ever since he saw the rolling mountains on the horizon, Zhu Feng's expression has been wrong, and Nan Yan felt the tension in his breath.

Sure enough, at night, he started to have nightmares again.

I felt the people around me, the whole body was as tight as a full bow, and the expression on his face looked very disturbed, even at a loss, his brows were frowned, his breathing was short, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead in a short while , Condensed, dripping one by one.

He murmured: "No..."

"..."

"Do not!"

Feeling his breathing has become difficult, Nan Yan frowned, slowly stretched out his hands, holding his sweaty face, and whispered: "The emperor..."

Zhu Feng couldn't hear her voice, but was still trembling and struggling.

"Do not--"

"emperor."

"Do not!"

His voice gradually became louder, and more importantly, Nan Yan clearly felt that his breathing was choked.

It seems that someone has choked his throat.

In the past, she had gone to night for him countless times, slept next to him, and saw him falling into a nightmare, but she had never been like this.

Nan Yan stood up in horror and looked down at him: "The emperor!"

Zhu Feng didn't speak, but clenched his teeth hard, sweat dripping down one by one, but he couldn't hear his breathing at all.

"Chu Feng!"

Nan Yan has even called his name.

However, she could only hear his gritted teeth and the grating sound of his throat.

That does not work!

Nan Yan took a deep breath, simply propped up and leaned on top of him, bowed his head, and kissed his lips.

Unlike his fiery breath, his lips were slightly cool.

Although it was pressed tightly, it seemed to be a little dazed. When he touched the petal-like lips, he was guided and opened slightly.

Nan Yan took the opportunity to explore it.

Prying open his teeth, he gave him a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the tight body beside him trembled, and then, the long eyelashes condensed with sweat trembled slightly and opened his eyes.

Under the stars, he saw a familiar face.

Just above him, the pale, slightly thin face looked rather worried, staring at him.

Zhu Feng also looked at her.

Those eyes that were shining brightly, like sharp swords, were filled with dazedness at this time, and there was even a faint mist of water. Looking at the nearby Nan Yan, there was no response for a long while.

Nan Yan also did not respond.

Just stared at him blankly.

I don't know how long it took, a thick, hot hand, stroked her waist, and pressed her down firmly.

"Well!"

Nan Yan was propped up on his body, and with this press, the two of them pressed together tightly.

Immediately, Nan Yan felt the temperature on his body.

Same as fire.

His other hand reached out to the back of her head and buckled it firmly.

Suddenly, the lips of the two people pressed closer together.

He took the initiative all of a sudden, and, unlike the light kiss just now, his kiss was aggressive and even a kind of fierceness brought out of a nightmare, biting her lips and tongue strongly.

Feeling a tingling pain on the tips of their tongues, a rust-like smell burst on the tips of the two people's tongues.

Nan Yan let out a soft snort.

Hearing her sore voice, Zhu Fengcai seemed to wake up all at once, the mist in those eyes was cleared, revealing a sober light.

He stared at Nan Yan covering himself: "You--"

"I--"

I wanted to say something, but the breath of each other left between my lips and tongue, as if I didn't need to say anything.

With a pair of eyes, Nan Yan's face flushed with a single brush.

And Zhu Feng seemed to understand what had come.

His hand was still on her slender waist, and he felt the body tremble slightly. He stroked her back and hugged her, and the two changed positions.

Nan Yan lay under him.

Can't help but reach out, blocking his eyes.

What are you doing? !

Here, it's broad daylight, and the two people are also on the ground. She actually proactively fell on him and kissed him!

OMG!

Did anyone see it? Did anyone see it?

Thinking like this in her heart, but she didn't dare to turn her head to look at it, I was afraid that someone would see it, even if she saw it, she didn't want to live anymore!

When Zhu Feng looked at the way her ears were red in an instant, he naturally understood.

He leaned down and said softly: "No one saw it."

"..."

"None of them saw it."

Even if you don't see it--

But, you see it!

Nan Yan yelled in his heart, wishing that the world would fall apart at this moment and let himself die!

Although there were nightmare scenes in his mind, even his heartbeat and breathing had not completely stabilized, but seeing her like this, Zhu Feng actually wanted to laugh a little.

This was the first time he woke up from a nightmare and could still laugh.

He smiled and stretched out his hands for a long time.

Finally, took her arm off her face.

His hair was also a little disheveled, and his face flushed.

Those eyes are brighter than the stars in the sky.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Feng only felt that his lower abdomen was tightening again, as if a flame was about to faintly burn.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind passed.

The coolness of the night in the grassland made him sober.

Here, at this time, it really doesn't work.

People, and animals, are still different.

Although sometimes, humans are no different from beasts in the most primitive conditions.

He only whispered softly: "What do you have that I haven't seen before?"

"..."

This sentence was originally a joke.

But Nan Yan's flushed face showed a complicated expression. After looking at him for a while, he said softly: "But there are many emperors, I have never seen them, and I don't know them."

"..."

The breath of Zhu Feng suddenly sank.

Qin Ruolan was right, there is a past between them.

He has too many faces, none of which he has seen before.

even--

Nan Yan slowly turned his head, looked at the mountains that had already merged with the night at this time, and then turned around.

"For example, I don't know why the emperor doesn't like the Great Wall trench."

"..."

Zhu Feng looked at her for a long time.

The breath and heartbeat became heavy again.

But this time, he was not angry, nor did he have the tightness that he was familiar with before, almost suffocating himself.

Looking at the bright eyes of the little woman under him, he was silent for a long time.

Then, gently said: "Do you want to know?"