"...!"
Zhu Feng's eyes widened in astonishment when he was blocked by flowery lips.
He couldn't believe it.
However, Nan Yan's magnified face was clearly in front of her eyes, and on her neck, she could also feel her thin and weak arms, encircling her with all her strength, and pressed her lips to her own.
Her kiss... was direct and simple.
Although the two have been married for so long and have had countless bed affairs, this little girl is still as pure as a Wang Qingquan, and she can see to the end.
She is not like the other women in the palace—even, not only the women in the palace, who wink at him, flirt with him, and even in the words, there are countless seductive meanings, she even kisses him, They all kissed so clumsily.
Not like a kiss, but more like, to gag him.
To keep him from asking questions.
In fact, Zhu Feng originally wanted to ask, there were still many questions he wanted to ask her, and there were many things he wanted to say to her, but, being so close to her all of a sudden, all his thoughts and unspoken words It was also thrown out of the sky all of a sudden.
In my mind, there was a blank.
The only thing that can be felt is the clumsy ironing of this little girl on her lips.
There was also a burst of flames that suddenly shot up in his body, instantly burning his whole body red.
"Nanyan!"
There was an indistinct murmur in her mouth, and before Nan Yan could even hear it clearly, she felt a hot hand suddenly reach out and wrap around her waist.
Then, her whole body felt dizzy.
When he came back to his senses, his back was already sunken on the soft carpet.
And Zhu Feng's tall and hot body lay on top of her, and his lips suddenly became hostile, grabbing her lips and tongue in an instant, and swallowing her low cry of astonishment in an instant.
"Well!"
In the quiet bedroom, only Nanyan murmured indistinctly.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of cloth being torn.
In such a quiet night, such a sound was originally a bit shocking, but at this moment, it was the Zishi, the moment when the old and the new intersected, and countless fireworks were lit up in the entire imperial city.
Half of the night sky was illuminated.
The light from the fireworks shone on the two of them through the window, as if a raging fire burned from his body to hers.
So hot…
It turns out that the Great Yan Dynasty was really so hot
Nanyan lay on the map, with the vast territory of the Yan Dynasty under her body, and this was originally lifeless, just a territory map embroidered on the carpet. At this moment, it seemed to be the same as its owner, hot and enthusiastic, making Nanyan Like being in a sea of fire.
She struggled slightly.
But immediately, Zhu Feng's two hands touched her palm along her slender arms, felt her trembling, and clasped her fingers together.
He also imprisoned her tightly under him.
"Nanyan..."
He whispered her name again, but this time, even his voice became hoarse, because he was burned by the flames in his body, he forgot everything, and everything became blank.
only the name...
Only this person underneath.
He hugged her tightly, pressing every inch of his skin against her, and even when the two of them were in harmony with each other and almost forgot everything, he didn't loosen a single bit.
Nanyan...
Nanyan...
He kept chanting this name in a low voice, as if there was a force, following this name, was constantly hitting the deepest part of his mind, a place of the deepest and most solid darkness.
(end of this chapter)