Nan Yan was stunned all of a sudden.
She only felt that she was hugged by a hot chest, as if a fire surrounded her all of a sudden.
His back touched the cold and hard door, but at this moment, he couldn't care about it at all.
Zhu Feng's ravages on her lips, as hot as a prairie fire, burned her whole body in an instant.
She struggled subconsciously, and those powerful arms suddenly exerted force and hugged her up.
With a bang, the door was knocked.
Nan Yan only felt that her soul was going to be sucked away by him, but the muffled sound pulled her back from the lust all at once.
There are people out there!
But Zhu Feng seemed to have completely forgotten all of this. He lifted her off the ground, pressed her hard against the vermilion gate of the Hall of Martial Arts, and even kept squeezing her, trying to crush her whole body. Average.
Nan Yan wanted to talk, wanted him to stop, but couldn't make any sound at all.
Under the rubbing of the lips, only one or two sweet whimpers came out.
"Uh-um..."
This voice made him even more intoxicated, his lower abdomen was burning hot, and the big hand that was originally behind her slowly stroked Nan Yan's cheek, pinching her soft earlobe.
Nan Yan only felt a tingling numbness that spread from her back to her whole body.
But at this moment, Eunuch Yu's voice came from outside.
"emperor?"
That sound was like a basin of cold water, and immediately rescued Zhu Feng's rationality that was about to be burnt out from the fire.
He opened his eyes and looked at Nan Yan with a slight panting.
She almost melted into his arms, her eyes were full of mist, confused and innocent.
The lips were really red and swollen.
The lips of the two were still almost touching, and even when they were separated, they still felt a little sticky. Zhu Feng's breath sank, and he took another bite of her lips.
Nan Yan whimpered in pain.
But finally, let her go.
It's just that her two legs were weak, and she could hardly stand still. Zhu Feng grabbed her arm with one hand, and then remembered that she was still injured!
And I actually—
He whispered, "Does it hurt?"
"..."
How could Nanyan speak
The wound on her body was indeed painful under his hug, but at that moment just now, she couldn't feel it.
Zhu Feng said: "Huh?"
"..."
Nan Yan hesitated for a long time before softly saying: "It doesn't hurt..."
After speaking, his face turned red.
Only then did Zhu Feng feel relieved, took a deep breath to let himself look normal, then opened the door and walked out.
Eunuch Yu was standing at the door: "Your Majesty?"
Zhu Feng glanced at him and said, "I'm fine, let's go!"
"Well… "
He always felt that something was wrong, what happened just now
Zhu Feng was already on fire in his heart, but seeing him now, he was even more angry, and said angrily, "Still leaving!?"
"yes!"
Eunuch Yu didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly opened the way ahead.
Zhu Feng pulled Nan Yan whose legs were still a little weak, and soon walked forward.
Along the way, Nan Yan felt as if her feet were stepping on cotton. Zhu Feng's hand holding his arm was still hot, and she could feel the temperature through the thick clothes.
he just-
She looked up at him, but as soon as she saw his sharp-edged and resolute chin, her face became hot for a while, and she didn't dare to look any further.
And at this moment, they also came to a palace gate.
Nan Yan was a little dazed, she forgot to look at the road just now, and just let Zhu Feng pull her forward, but this place was obviously not going to Yeting.
As soon as he looked up, he saw a carriage in front of him.
And the one standing in front of the carriage was none other than Jian Ruocheng!