The wide open windows let in the cold air of midnight.
The man seemed to be distracted on the couch, coughed softly, then lowered his head to pull Feng Zhiwei out from under the couch.
"boom!"
The short couch suddenly toppled over, and sawdust splashed all over the ground. The man was caught off guard and fell. At the same time, Feng Zhiwei's figure flashed from the billowing smoke and dust, and jumped onto his body. Hitting the waist, elbowing, and locking the throat in one go, pressing him firmly to the ground, raising his hand to tear off his mask—
Shocked to tear off the face scarf, Feng Zhiwei made gestures in one go like a startling wind.
Just as her fingers touched the edge of the face towel, the person below gave a low laugh, crossed her arms, and with a dark force gushed out, she instantly swiped her fingers out.
Swinging her fingers away, Feng Zhiwei didn't even turn around, the other hand was already strangling the opponent's throat like lightning.
The man's arms stretched out suddenly retracted, and the tip of his elbow hit his elbow with a bang. Amidst the muffled sound of physical clashing, both of them groaned.
Smoke and dust rose from the muffled sound, and in an instant the man's waist kicked up violently, overwhelming Feng Zhiwei. Feng Zhiwei raised his knee and slammed him hard against an important part of him. With a flash of light, Feng Zhiwei straightened his waist, rolled over on his side, pressed onto his body again with a bang, and pressed his elbow on his throat.
The man on the ground gave a low cough and twisted his legs, Feng Zhiwei's dangling legs were twisted immediately, rolled on the ground, and when he realized it, he pushed back.
Feng Zhiwei raised her leg and kicked him forward, then kicked him in the back, his knees sank, there was another slap, another muffled sound, and another muffled groan at the same time.
In an instant, you pressed me and I pressed you, rolling back and forth on the ground a few times without making a sound. Within a square inch distance, the two of them entangled each other in hand-to-hand combat, hitting fast, elbow bumps, knee bumps, finger-cut fists, snapping, snapping. In a series of crisp sounds like firecrackers, more than ten moves have been counterattacked in an instant.
Feng Zhiwei only felt that all the joints of her elbows and knees that had collided with each other were numb, and it seemed that what was pushed out was not her own limbs. She is a woman after all, and she knew that she could not compare with men in terms of strength. Taking Gu Nanyi's jade sword back, he raised his elbow to his knees and strangled his throat, while reaching out his hand to touch Gu Nanyi's jade sword.
With this touch, the person below was just letting her push her knees to attack, and her body slipped, and her hand that was originally groping for the waist touched another part for some reason.
Feng Zhiwei was stunned, her face flushed instantly.
She is a pig, and now she also knows what important part she has caught with her wolf claws, and she quickly withdraws her hand as if she caught a burning coal.
She withdrew her hands, but the people below didn't resist anymore, and suddenly spread her body like spring water, and said with a soft smile: "So you want this... just touch it."
His laughter suddenly seemed to carry the bone-eating flavor of the woman just now. In the quiet spring night of the fragrance of flowers, the night insects in the distance suddenly chirped, calling out the burning heat of the night. .
Touch, touch, touch, touch...
Feng Zhiwei froze there, pressing down on someone, shoulder to shoulder, knee to knee, hands still in the shape of wolf claws in mid-air, like a romantic thief walking through boudoirs on a moonlit night to pick flowers.
The flower that was very difficult to deal with was now lying under her very cooperatively, spreading her hands and feet, smiling slightly, assuming the posture of Ren Qing picking and taking what she wants.
Feng Zhiwei gritted her teeth and lowered her head for a long time, thinking whether to punch this guy who was a fierce girl and now a slut, suddenly, the people under him chuckled, and said, "Excuse me? Then I will..."
He wrapped his arms around her waist and turned over, and he was already pressing on her in a whirl.
Pressing up, he immediately twisted his legs around her legs, hugged her arms with both hands, entangled her like an octopus, and didn't give her a chance to break free.
Feng Zhiwei still wanted to struggle, but suddenly felt the body of the person on her body was hot. She had always disguised herself as a man, and in a place like the officialdom and army, where there were all men, all kinds of dirty stories were not uncommon. If you tease me a little bit, otherwise a man might shoot his gun and go off, and if he goes off, it's someone else who is happy, but she is the one who loses.
She didn't dare to move, but her body was gradually sweating. Since she was a child, she has been strong and deep, and she does tough things with a gentle style. Even if she is sometimes tactful and wronged, she actually looks down on all living beings in her heart. How can she adapt to this kind of oppressed posture? The familiar aura of that person meanders over, making her heart beat even more because of the impossibly close distance. She stood there in a daze, her mind went blank.
In a blank space, I just want to say some unpleasant words to dispel someone's desire, so I said with a dry smile: "Everyone is a man, why should a man make things difficult for a man?"
The person above was startled at first, as if he didn't expect her to say such a stupid sentence at this time, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, and after laughing, it seemed that the more he thought about it, the more funny he was, he couldn't help shaking his whole body from laughing. Slowly resting his head on her shoulder.
Feng Zhiwei only felt that his heavy head was resting on her shoulders, and the smooth hair was falling on her face, itching, and gradually felt that he was not moving, his face was buried on her shoulders, pressing down on her shoulders. Feeling heavy, I don't know if he is still laughing after thinking about it, or he is simply planning to sleep on his shoulder
She waited for a while, but for some reason he didn't move, and a strange smell came out. Suddenly, she felt a little uneasy, and tentatively stretched out her hand to push him, and said softly, "Hey..."
With this push, he moved, and lifted his face from her shoulder. She smelled the smell more and more clearly, and turned her head to look at her shoulder, but he pressed her shoulder with one hand, and stretched out his hand to tear her. The face mask and the mask, and he also pulled off his own face towel.
The two looked at each other and both smiled.
One laughed unwillingly, and the other laughed helplessly.
In the half-bright and half-dark moonlight, Ning Yi's eyes were like a sea of starlight, full of ups and downs of emotions, while shaking his head lightly, he said, "You, you... never let me worry."
Feng Zhiwei blinked, with a dazed look on his face, "Your Highness, this is wrong, this is Jingshen Palace, I will recuperate in the palace, but you, Your Highness, are not in Haoyunxuan to guard the palace at night, so you come here to do it." What?"
Ning Yi looked at her, his eyes gradually became softer, and he said seriously, "This king is ordered by His Majesty to come to visit Lord Wei, who knows that Lord Wei's bed is empty and cold, and people don't know where he went, this king There is only one room to look for, and I finally found it in the quiet room of the side hall. I don't want my lord to know what is good or bad, so he suddenly put a poisonous hand on this king, intending to destroy the flower... um..."