This is the first time.

Zhu Feng was a little forgot to occupy her lips and tongue, and only felt that the little woman under her was soft and her little tongue was sweet, making him unable to extricate herself.

I've long thought, I've done this!

He couldn't admit it, but he couldn't control it. He had thought about it for a long time. It was probably the first time he saw her in the fire in Jiaotai Hall and appeared in front of him in disheveled clothes.

But he has to control himself.

He is the King of Yan, the Emperor, and the man who respects Liuhe ruled the world, and she is just a slave.

But, I want it too!

He rubbed her delicate body hard, and his already thin clothes quickly became messy under his palm. His snow-white skin was exposed inch by inch, which further aroused the flames in his heart.

Men always have desires in the early morning, but they are probably injured and their willpower has reached its weakest momentum. They don’t want to control their desires at all.

He just wants her.

He wants her!

Compared to Zhu Feng, who was burning in the fire of desire, Nanyan was completely shocked at this time.

She was pressed under him, feeling his hot palms wandering around her body, feeling her clothes peeled off inch by inch, and felt her skin and his hot body, and the feeling of rubbing against her seemed to be igniting a flame.

He is kissing himself?

Does he want himself?

She couldn't figure it out, but she was unconsciously addicted to his hot breath, especially when her powerful arms hugged her tightly, almost melting her thin body into his arms, she couldn't help but reach out and hug his shoulders.

Very hot, very hot...

She was a little dizzy and allowed herself to turn into a pool of spring water under him, turning into a wisp of smoke, allowing him to entangle.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt something wet and hot with one hand.

When I opened my eyes, it was Zhu Feng's shoulder. The wound was cracked again due to his force. The blood was soaked in the bandage and was flowing down his strong arms at this moment.

"No……"

She broke free from his kiss and whispered: "Master, you"

But Zhu Feng couldn't hear what she was saying at all, so he just bit her lips hard and pestered her.

"don't want!"

Seeing more blood flowing down, Nan Yan felt very distressed, and suddenly a burst of strength came out, pushing him away.

Zhu Feng was suddenly lifted by her and his whole body froze.

And immediately, his face darkened.

"you!"

"Your Majesty, no, I" Nan Yan was a little panicked, especially as the blood on his shoulders had flowed down, dyeing the newly replaced bedding red last night again, and hurriedly said: "You are bleeding, your wound is cracked!"

“…”

"I'll find someone!"

After saying that, he rolled out of bed and pulled his clothes on his body, and hurriedly ran out. When he walked to the door, he shouted loudly: "Come, come, come! The emperor's wound has cracked again!"

Zhu Feng was still sitting on the bed and turned around and looked at his shoulders.

Blood flows like a turbulent one.

But, he was not afraid at all.

This kind of injury was not worth mentioning during his decades of fighting career as King Yan back then. However, this little woman dared to resist herself just now and pushed herself away, which shocked him even more.
Chapter completed!