Zhu Feng's heavy breathing didn't seem to be his own.
He stared closely at those dazed eyes filled with water vapor, but his sobriety didn't seem to have any effect at this moment.
He couldn't say anything.
There is nothing to do.
The two of them were too close, their breaths were lingering, and their breaths were completely filled with each other's smell.
Maybe, it's that kind of smell that makes people dizzy.
After an unknown amount of time, Nan Yan's slightly swollen red lips parted slightly, and murmured: "Emperor...?"
The voice was a little nasal, but at the moment it sounded indescribably sweet and sweet.
Zhu Feng exhausted the greatest perseverance in his life to control himself not to swallow her voice, together with the red lips that made the voice, again.
He also never knew that his perseverance was so weak, it could even be said-vulnerable to a single blow.
He frowned slightly, and only coughed lightly: "Yeah."
"The emperor...?"
"What?"
"The emperor..."
"..."
Hearing Nanyan calling herself repeatedly, Zhu Feng understood a little bit, she was not fully awake yet, she just looked at him and reacted intuitively.
He looked into her confused eyes: "how is it?"
Nan Yan smiled at him.
"Your majesty... that's great."
"..."
Zhu Feng took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and pushed the wet hair off her face.
"Are you still suffering?"
At this moment, Nan Yan was extremely obedient and shook her head gently.
A little bit of sobriety finally returned to her mind at this time, and she subconsciously lowered her head to look.
Immediately there was an exclamation: "Ah!"
She pushed Zhu Feng away, but with this push, she fell on her back.
All of a sudden fell into the water.
She flailed her hands and feet in panic, but the surrounding pool walls were made of smooth white marble, which made her unable to stand still, unable to hold her up, and the whole body was thrashing desperately in the bath.
Huge water splashes continued to splash.
Zhu Feng sat on the side, watching her toss coldly for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back into his arms again.
"What are you fussing about?!"
After struggling for a while, Nan Yan was already sick, but now she was even weaker and weak, leaning against his arms and panting.
His face was so red that it was about to drip blood.
Especially at this moment, she saw herself sticking to his body again. He was alright, his strong chest was exposed, and there were one or two scars on it that could be used as a man's meritorious service.
Looking strong and wild.
As for herself, she only had a close-fitting skirt, which had been soaked long ago, and was softly attached to her body, so she could see everything clearly.
Especially the chest—
How can this be? !
How could I soak in the bathtub with him like this
She was so flustered that she didn't know what to do, and she didn't have time to ask anything, she just stretched out her hands to his chest in shame.
She wanted to push him away, but she really didn't have much strength left.
Feeling her refusal, although it was weak, Zhu Feng's brows were still tightened.
Especially, her body was moving restlessly all the time, touching him made it even more difficult for him to bear.
He gritted his teeth and pinched the back of her neck to make her raise her head to face him.
Red, almost fire-breathing eyes stared at her.
"If you move around again, I will be right here, and I want you!"