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

Chapter 1583: lingering

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Nan Yan blushed a little.

A pair of soft little hands slowly climbed up his chest and wrapped around his neck.

She doesn't know whether the "beauty trap" will work or not, but she knows that if the emperor gets angry, nothing will happen.

No matter what she wants to say or do, she should put out his fire first.

Sure enough, Zhu Feng's body froze again.

But he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to push Nan Yan, and said, "Don't do this with me."

"..."

"If you don't make this matter clear today, you—"

The one just now did not push Nan Yan away.

This is simply impossible for a noble concubine who has no strength to restrain a chicken, and an emperor who was born in the army and fought on the battlefield.

Zhu Feng also didn't know if it was the fragrance from her body that carried a deadly poison.

He didn't even have the strength to do so.

What's more terrible is that Nan Yan didn't push it away, and immediately hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and her whole body was softly attached to his body.

Zhu Feng felt that she was entangled with him like a vine.

Moreover, her two hands are obviously soft, so why are they so strong.

I seem to be a little out of breath.

He took deep breaths and panted hard, and his strong chest continued to rise and fall violently. Even when he touched Nan Yan who was close to his body, the two of them seemed to be a little out of breath.

But Nanyan still didn't let go.

She buried her face deeply on his shoulder, only her two hands did not let go, and the exposed tips of her ears were flushed.

Zhu Feng's voice was hoarse.

"You let go!"

"..."

"Are you letting go?!"

"..."

"You, if you don't let go, I will—"

Nan Yan still didn't move, but she was a little worried that he would really push herself away, and the cheek that was close to his neck moved slightly.

The corner of the lips touched his ear, and rubbed it over.

"...!"

At this moment, Zhu Feng's breath was suffocated.

Even, the world was emptied at this moment.

The next moment, Nan Yan felt dizzy, before she even understood what happened, she fell heavily into the soft bedding on the dragon couch, and Zhu Feng, like a predatory tiger, It overturned her completely, and then covered her body.

With one bite, he bit her lip.

The intertwined lips and tongue quickly took away her breath, and even bit the tip of her tongue, a bit of salty taste bloomed on the tip of her tongue.

is blood!

However, the bloody taste seemed to stimulate the fierce tiger on his body even more, his panting became heavier, and he was not satisfied with holding her breath anymore, but wanted to tear her whole body apart.

His kiss left her lips and began to plunder her chin again.

her slender neck.

Her bony collarbone.

And her softness hidden in the messy clothes.

"ah!"

Nan Yan couldn't help letting out a deep sigh that seemed uncomfortable and comfortable, and this soft sigh stimulated Zhu Feng's body to surge, and something almost broke through his muscles and bones and exploded. Come.

He held the back of her head with one hand, and wrapped her waist with the other.

He picked up Nanyan almost in his arms, and pressed it tightly against his hot and strong body. Every breath, every heartbeat was transmitted on the skin that was close to each other.

The two people are like vines and trees intertwined, inseparable.

There will be more later.

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(end of this chapter)