Although she had a lot of theoretical knowledge, she had no practical experience and didn't realize what was going on. She thought Feng Xiaoxun was carrying some weapons and was licking her. She couldn't help but reach out and touch her: "Hey, if you go down, your scabbard hurts..." Before she finished speaking, she finally understood it later.

Her head blew, and finally she understood what it was. Her face turned red and she shrank her hands: "You...you pervert! Go down!" God, why did she forget that it would be easy to get angry when she lay with this big devil who was not calculating? She struggled even more...

"Stop moving!" Feng Xiaoxun's voice was slightly dull, his purple eyes flowed in the night, his eyes were faint, and he seemed to be patient: "Otherwise - I don't guarantee something will happen!"

Fang Xiyan's pretty face was burned by fire, and she really didn't dare to move anymore. She said in a trembling voice: "You...you go down first." The thing was at the center of her legs, making her feel panicked, and another strange feeling surged up, making her heart beat like a drum.

"You answer me first." Feng Xiaoxun's eyes were as deep as wine, his body moved slightly, deliberately polishing the center of her legs...

Although he doesn't know how to pursue girls, his kung fu is first-class in some aspects. If he thinks he is second, no one dares to recognize him as first, but Fang Xiyan is a young little yellow flower. How can he be his opponent?

He was teased by his random action and was almost blank: "Answer...what to answer?"

"What are my preferences?" Feng Xiaoxun repeated again.

"Your preferences-" Fang Xiyan's somewhat slow brain slowly circled, and she couldn't remember anything for a moment: "I don't know..."

"I don't know?" Feng Xiaoxun's voice was cold and he grinded her hard again: "Say it again!"

Fang Xiyan had nowhere to escape. There seemed to be something in his depths. His heart was beating wildly, and his nervous eyes turned black: "You... don't do this, get up!" His voice trembled.

Feng Xiaoxun looked at her with his eyes down, and saw her pretty face blushing like an apple, her hands and feet trembled slightly, her black eyes looked like tears and mist, and she seemed to be panic and disorderly. Such a young and tender appearance immediately made him feel lustful, and he wanted to ask her immediately-

"Say!" He suppressed himself hard while refusing to give in to her.

"Do you like - like - like killing - does this count?" Fang Xiyan was forced to finally say something, and this is the only thing she can remember now.
Chapter completed!