The first wild phoenix master beast: lazy concubine Zhu Tian

"..." Feng Yunmo had a dark face. When he turned around, the evil and handsome face came close to her, and his lips were pressed tightly against hers.

After a while, she was pressed against him, and her hands were imprisoned in his arms. Her original idea of ​​​​slapping him to death was killed by his hand.

Resist!

——She couldn't exert any effort.

Dodge!

——He didn't give her the slightest chance.

Fight back!

——He bit her lip hard.

It made him realize what the most poisonous and spicy emotions in the world are.

The domineering energy emanating from her body overshadowed all her resistance. She had nowhere to escape, and he didn't allow her to hide.

His eyes looked at her tenderly.

In his eyes, she cannot be described as beautiful.

Although she is a very small and fragile woman, she has a stubbornness and strength that is rare for women.

He caressed her little face lovingly, bit her lips tightly, and never moved again.

The coquettish bright eyes looked at the calm black eyes below him, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly, as if he was smiling at her.

He gently let go of her lips, and then raised his hand to wipe the blood from her lips, as if her lips were stained with something unclean, and he was helping her clean them bit by bit.

She raised her lips, pressed his lips with her fingers, and asked, "You have good skills."

Yu paused and then said: "I must have practiced with many women many times."

He held her little hand, his voice full of laziness: "You are wrong, man, there are many things that you can do well without practicing."

He lowered his face and asked: "Little one, don't you feel very emotional about it?"

She smiled, then withdrew the smile in the next second and said with a straight face: "No?"

He laughed in frustration: "You are really a woman who doesn't understand romance."

"Really, I think you are very boring." Feng Yunmo said while looking at the man on top of her.

Beiming Yexuan was puzzled: "How to say it?"

"If you don't want the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng to be with me, a loser, you won't be afraid that I will put a knife on your neck one day."

"Want to know why?" The hand around her waist suddenly tightened, and she responded to him silently.

He said: "Because no one in this world wants to stand by your side except me. I want you. I don't want the most beautiful woman."

She was startled, looking at Leng Jun's charming face, and both of them were silent for a moment.

All that could be heard was the steady breathing, so close to each other.

A gentle and calm word infected her cold heart. At this moment, her heart was like a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years and was slowly melted with a fire.

Her eyes as bright as obsidian turned left and right, staring into his eyes as if to see through him.

"Xiao Mo'er, are you really afraid that I will do something evil to you? Why don't I think about leaving you by my side?" Beiming Yexuan scratched her face.

"I haven't thought about this issue again. Now I doubt whether my charm value is higher than that of the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng."

"Hehehe..."

"Let me explain to you the promise of life." She pushed him away forcefully, and they both sat up at the same time.

But his hands were still on her waist, hugging her and not letting go: "What other explanation is there for this?"

"When I promised you my life, when did I say I would be your royal concubine?"

Well……

"you are not willing?"

"I'm thinking about it. Let me give you a leg cushion."

"Get up and explain it to me clearly." Beiming Yexuan shouted at Feng Yunmo who used his legs as a pillow.

"..." Feng Yunmo had a dark face. When he turned around, the evil and handsome face came close to her, and his lips were pressed tightly against hers.

After a while, she was pressed against him, and her hands were imprisoned in his arms. Her original idea of ​​​​slapping him to death was killed by his hand.

Resist!

——She couldn't exert any effort.

Dodge!

——He didn't give her the slightest chance.

Fight back!

——He bit her lip hard.

It made him realize what the most poisonous and spicy emotions in the world are.

The domineering energy emanating from her body overshadowed all her resistance. She had nowhere to escape, and he didn't allow her to hide.

His eyes looked at her tenderly.

In his eyes, she cannot be described as beautiful.

Although she is a very small and fragile woman, she has a stubbornness and strength that is rare for women.

He caressed her little face lovingly, bit her lips tightly, and never moved again.

The coquettish bright eyes looked at the calm black eyes below him, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly, as if he was smiling at her.

He gently let go of her lips, and then raised his hand to wipe the blood from her lips, as if her lips were stained with something unclean, and he was helping her clean them bit by bit.

She raised her lips, pressed his lips with her fingers, and asked, "You have good skills."

Yu paused and then said: "I must have practiced with many women many times."

He held her little hand, his voice full of laziness: "You are wrong, man, there are many things that you can do well without practicing."

He lowered his face and asked: "Little one, don't you feel very emotional about it?"

She smiled, then withdrew the smile in the next second and said with a straight face: "No?"

He laughed in frustration: "You are really a woman who doesn't understand romance."

"Really, I think you are very boring." Feng Yunmo said while looking at the man on top of her.

Beiming Yexuan was puzzled: "How to say it?"

"If you don't want the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng to be with me, a loser, you won't be afraid that I will put a knife on your neck one day."

"Want to know why?" The hand around her waist suddenly tightened, and she responded to him silently.

He said: "Because no one in this world wants to stand by your side except me. I want you. I don't want the most beautiful woman."

She was startled, looking at Leng Jun's charming face, and both of them were silent for a moment.

All that could be heard was the steady breathing, so close to each other.

A gentle and calm word infected her cold heart. At this moment, her heart was like a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years and was slowly melted with a fire.

Her eyes as bright as obsidian turned left and right, staring into his eyes as if to see through him.

"Xiao Mo'er, are you really afraid that I will do something evil to you? Why don't I think about leaving you by my side?" Beiming Yexuan scratched her face.

"I haven't thought about this issue again. Now I doubt whether my charm value is higher than that of the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng."

"Hehehe..."

"Let me explain to you the promise of life." She pushed him away forcefully, and they both sat up at the same time.

But his hands were still on her waist, hugging her and not letting go: "What other explanation is there for this?"

"When I promised you my life, when did I say I would be your royal concubine?"

Well……

"you are not willing?"

"I'm thinking about it. Let me give you a leg cushion."

"Get up and explain it to me clearly." Beiming Yexuan shouted at Feng Yunmo who used his legs as a pillow.