Pain, like an invisible arrow.
Straight into her heart.
And the two embraced each other like this, even Zhu Feng could feel that his heart was hit hard by something at this moment.
His back was slightly arched, like a beast accumulating energy, and under the light of the dark candlelight, his muscular body was full of sweat and radiated a wild light.
His breath is also savage.
But when he spoke, his voice was extremely gentle: "Nanyan..."
Nan Yan couldn't speak, but bit her lower lip so hard that she almost broke her lip.
Tears gushed out like a bank bursting.
it hurts!
Zhu Feng stretched out his arms and hugged her up. The frail and slender body was completely embraced by him, almost embedded in his hot body.
At this time, Nan Yan finally couldn't help it, and bit his shoulder.
"...!"
Finally, he too was in pain.
But this kind of pain made him laugh. He turned his head and kissed her tears-soaked temples lightly, and then hugged her even harder.
With a throbbing, the silver hook beside the bed was loosened, and the curtain fell down.
Like a cloud of smoke, it enveloped them.
The moonlight is dim, but I can only hear bursts of sweet whispers, drifting farther and farther away in this heavy night...
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Happy spring.
The sunlight coming in from the window shone on the messy big bed.
A piece of brocade was hung beside the bed, half of it stretched across the ground, while the other half covered the body on the bed.
Of course, it is not completely covered.
His fair shoulders and half of his slender back were exposed.
Fortunately, the weather is not cold anymore at this time.
What's more, there is a stove by his side that is as warm as a stove, and even a little hot body.
After a whole night of entanglement, Zhu Feng still didn't feel that the high temperature in his body dropped a little.
Even, after seeing the body in his arms that had been crushed by himself, the flame burned again.
But no more.
Last night's excessive demands, she has collapsed several times under him.
Almost broke.
Even at dawn, she could only cry unconsciously, begging for mercy, and didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.
But it still didn't relieve the burning burning desire in his body.
He stretched out his big palm and gently stroked her fair shoulders.
There were also a lot of pink traces left there, which looked rather nice on her slender body.
With a smile on the corner of Zhu Feng's mouth, he couldn't help lowering his head, and took a light bite.
The body in his arms trembled slightly again.
She is not awake yet.
But even in her dream, the familiar touch made her aware that a violent onslaught was coming.
Uneasy, she murmured subconsciously: "No more..."
"..."
"No more..."
"..."
"It hurts..."
Zhu Feng laughed lightly.
He bent down, kissed her gently on the shoulder, and looked at the little face that was still flushed.
His brows were slightly frowned, and there was a little shivering between his brows, as if he was really scared, his lips were slightly red and swollen, and there was a little injury - left by himself.
The whole person seemed wronged and innocent.
Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the center of her brow with his thumb, as if wanting to disperse her wrinkled brow.
He said softly, "Zhen, did you use that much force?"
As if feeling something, the butterfly-like eyelashes trembled a few times, and then slowly, Nan Yan opened her eyes.
A pair of misty eyes looked at him with confusion.
Zhu Feng also looked down at her.
The two of them were so close that they could almost clearly see themselves reflected in each other's pupils.
It seems that they only have themselves in each other's eyes.
After a while, I heard Nan Yan softly say: "Your Majesty..."
Because of moaning and even crying all night, her fragile voice was already hoarse, and when she spoke at this time, there was a bit of chaos in the dream that had not been completely stripped away.
It looks lazy and sweet.
Zhu Feng only felt a tightness in his lower abdomen.
He took a deep breath before suppressing the flame in his body, trying to make himself look calmer.
Although, breathing has been a bit heavy.
Said: "Huh?"
"..."
Nan Yan didn't realize that the danger was in front of him, and he looked at him blankly, and said: "The emperor..."
"Um?"
What the hell are you going to say
He watched her patiently.
After a long time, Nan Yan said softly: "It hurts..."
"..."
Zhu Feng was taken aback.
I couldn't help laughing a little.
He hugged her, and gently stroked her slippery but slightly trembling back with his thick palms.
"Does it still hurt?"
"..."
Nan Yan didn't understand.
She was at a loss all over, but she felt those big palms hugging herself tightly.
hot…
The flame that had burned her all night last night seemed to have sprung up again.
"I-"
She wanted to say something, but it was too late.
She could only feel that tall body, with the heat of a flame, falling down again, covering her whole body.
Her limbs and bones, even the room for thinking, were destroyed by the man in front of her again.
Limbs that are so soft that they are almost boneless are like weak flower branches in a strong wind.
Under his berserk attack, he can only swing lightly with him.
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"..."
Nan Yan was angry.
Biting the pillow hard, without saying a word.
And the energetic man behind him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, pressed his sweaty solid chest against her back, and he could feel his slight tremor.
It seems to be laughing.
Even more angry.
She didn't forget how this man folded and tossed himself so much last night.
A hand touched her shoulder: "What's wrong?"
"..."
"Does it still hurt?"
I don't want to talk to him!
Can it not hurt
The whole night, how many times did I say it, how many times did I beg for forgiveness
But he didn't stop even once.
even after daybreak—
Thinking of this, Nan Yan only felt that her face was scalding as if being burned by fire, and she wished that a crack would be opened on the ground and swallow herself in.
And Zhu Feng leaned behind her, watching her ears turn red.
He couldn't help but let out a low laugh, hugged her tightly, and hugged her tightly into his arms, ignoring her struggle, and said softly: "Why, are you still angry with me?"
Nan Yan clenched her fists and punched him hard on the chest a few times.
But, bang bang bang, it was like hitting a rock.
On the contrary, it was himself, his hands were hurting, but he still didn't change his face, and the smile on his mouth was even deeper than before.
He smiled and said, "Are you still angry? If you are angry, just keep hitting."
"..."
Nan Yan thumped him hard again.
His hands hurt so much that he couldn't speak, so he could only give up angrily.
Zhu Feng chuckled and hugged her tightly.
After taking a breath, Nan Yan obediently put her face on his solid chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
He said softly, "Your Majesty."
"Um?"
"I have a question I want to ask you."