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

Chapter 602: Hot breath invaded

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Her fist hit Zhu Feng's chest one after another.

"Bang bang bang", it's like hitting a hard rock.

In fact, she doesn't have much strength.

Her resistance didn't have much practical effect either.

But her words and her unwillingness to give in made Zhu Feng feel helpless again.

In front of this little girl, how much powerlessness do I still have

He said in a deep voice, "Nanyan!"

But Nanyan didn't listen at all, and only used every ounce of strength to struggle and resist him.

"let me go!"

"...!"

He gritted his teeth, grabbed her hands and clasped them firmly on top of her head, pressing her body hard so that she could not move any more.

Then panting heavily, he roared with a breath that almost ignited the flames: "What do you want me to do?!"

"..."

At this moment, both of them were so embarrassed.

His lips were full of bite marks.

There was even a little blood on the lips.

What I tasted on the tip of my tongue was the smell of blood and iron, which made people's hearts palpitate one after another.

This is not what he wants.

The little girl who gritted her teeth, was full of tears, but was so stubborn that she refused to give in—

This is not what he wants.

He held her hands, raised his body slightly, like a crouching tiger, but unable to pounce on his food, gasping slightly: "What exactly do you want from me?"

Nan Yan gritted her teeth and said, "I want the emperor to be the same as before."

"..."

"Since the emperor doesn't want to touch me, don't touch me."

"..."

"Since the emperor cares about my chastity, don't touch me, an 'unclean person'!"

These words, like a knife, stabbed straight into Zhu Feng's heart.

Nan Yan could almost hear the sound of him grinding his teeth.

Those eyes were red, as if they were burning with flames. He looked at her in the middle of the flames, but his voice was filled with a bone-chilling chill.

"You think I care about this?"

"..."

"Do you think that I care about your 'uncleanness'?"

Nan Yan's breath was slightly suffocated.

She subconsciously said: "Could it be, isn't it?"

"..."

The two looked at each other like this.

The excitement of confrontation and fighting like wild beasts slowly faded from the bodies of the two of them at this moment.

Zhu Feng even felt that the karmic fire and strength in his body were all taken away at this moment.

He let out a sigh of relief.

The body slowly fell down.

Like a tired tiger, it crouched on Nan Yan's body, and his head was also buried between her neck.

The hot breath blowing over the slender neck made Nan Yan shudder slightly.

She groaned softly.

At this time, Zhu Feng's deep and magnetic voice rang in his ears—

"I have been fighting for more than ten years."

"..."

"I understand very well how helpless a woman is in this troubled world, especially the war."

"..."

"How innocent."

"..."

"They were killed, trampled, plundered, and even reduced to playthings without dignity."

Hearing these words, Nan Yan's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.

She thought about that night—

The night she was taken away by Tong Jie and trapped in the camp of Yue State.

She almost encountered the same desperate situation.

If Zhu Feng hadn't appeared, if he hadn't single-handedly gone to the Yue State University to rescue her, she might end up like that now.

Zhu Feng's deep voice was a little gloomy, as if he was gritting his teeth hard.

"Do you think that I will look down on such a person?"

"..."

"They are not wrong."

"..."

"It's wrong, it's the man who failed to protect them."

"..."

"Wrong, it's a man."

"..."

"Wrong, it's me..."

Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat.

This heartbeat even affected her whole body, making her tremble.

She said softly: "Your Majesty...?"

Zhu Feng buried his head between her necks, and said in a deep voice: "I only announced to all my subjects during the day that I want to create my own prosperous world, but at night, I have to face a fact—"

"..."

"I can't even protect the woman I love."

At this moment, the heat around him seemed to subside.

However, Nan Yan clearly felt that in the deepest part of her heart, where she didn't even know, there was a cluster of small flames burning.

Her hands moved slowly.

It was Zhu Feng who had let her go.

He just leaned on her body like this, and the two bodies were tightly pressed together, but there was no force or confinement.

Nan Yan raised her hands subconsciously, leaving his finger marks on her white wrists.

However, with such bruises, her hands gently caressed his back, and then slowly closed them.

hugged him.

Zhu Feng's body also trembled, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

These days, he "snubbed" her, in essence, he was torturing himself.

God knows, his desire, the desire to hug her, is about to tear this body apart.

And her touch seemed to tear open a gap.

He looked up and looked down at her.

Those eyes were almost red.

Nan Yan said softly: "I—"

Before she finished speaking, her thin voice disappeared in the fiery intertwining of lips and tongue.

Zhu Feng lowered his head and kissed her forcefully.

This time, it was a kiss.

Even, it was a kiss with gentle meaning.

But even though he deliberately controlled his strength, he still swept away all her reason and self-consciousness like a storm.

The already messy clothes turned into dancing nymphs under the constant tearing of his hands, scattered around the bed.

However, she didn't feel cold.

Because his body is hotter than fire.

The two were constantly entangled, and he even ignited fires everywhere on his body.

Nan Yan managed to regain some reason, and said softly between his entwined kisses: "Your Majesty, I—"

But the next moment, her voice was swallowed by him again.

"actually-"

"..."

"I-"

The several intermittent confessions were all interrupted by his desperate entanglement. Under him, under the invasion of his hot breath, Nanyan gradually softened into a puddle of syrup, and her soft body could only passively lie on the ground. Dance under his control.

The air is getting hotter.

Heartbeat, getting heavier and heavier.

At that moment, severe pain struck, all Nanyan wanted to say, even the little rationality left in her mind, was attacked by him like a gust of wind, and nothing was left.

She gave a short moan—

"ah!"

"..."

At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Looking down, this weak but stubborn little girl.

Tears finally slipped from the corners of her eyes.

All of a sudden, he understood.

I understand everything.

Immediately there was a lump in his throat, and he said softly: "Nanyan..."

"..."

Nan Yan didn't speak, but bit her lower lip firmly.

Tears, like broken beads, kept rolling down, soaking his face.