One.

One.

Another one.

Her chest became cool, and her naked skin was blown by the wind and contracted rapidly.

"What are you doing?" Qianxun realized it and protected her chest, and the blush spread from her cheeks and the neck was burning and hot.

"I want you." He didn't hide it, and he was satisfied to see her at a loss and panic.

A spread similar to revenge, he picked up her pointed jaw and found her thinness.

As he approached inch by inch, he deliberately tortured her.

"No..." She intuition wanted to refuse, and she clearly remembered what day it was today.

He is getting married.

The woman she decided to marry was Tang Yue, not her Qianxun.

Since this is the case, he should no longer kiss her as freely as before, and he should not do any further intimacy with her casually.

That's wrong.

But his body was clearly familiar with his touch.

His burning breathing blew the most sensitive skin on her neck, which was itchy and numb, and an indescribable feeling that was rushing into her body freely, making her eager, resist, and uneasy.

"No?" Feng Xing's eyes had traces of passion and male arrogance, "Isn't it really?"

He asked.

The thin lips fell down gently.

Kissed the trembling pulse between the neck.

Brush the tip of the tongue gently.

The lips were sucked with moderate weight, and a beautiful plum blossom mark appeared under the lips, with a charming beauty.

The sun shone through the mottled tree shadows and fell behind him, half bright and half dark.

He deliberately teased her, and she was no match for him at all.

Qianxun's mind was already blank.

The heartbeat was uncontrolled and jumped at an extremely fast speed.

His arms, which were protected by his chest, were unconsciously pulled up by him and then wrapped around his neck.

"Qianqian, you are back, finally." He stripped off her coat and threw it under his feet.

With a maze as a protection, he was not worried that someone would rashly break in and interrupt good things.

"Young Master." She called him in a daze, her unfamiliar call was extremely harsh.

Since that incident, she refused to call his name again, and until later, she decided to leave, he never heard her call "Fengxing".

Qianxun's timid appearance made his heart angry. His thin lips and lips were pursed accurately and found her like an eagle. He kissed her angrily, enjoying her tender lips and soft tongue, absorbing her sweetness, and in a blink of an eye, she kissed her drowsy, and she collapsed in his arms.

No matter what, he wouldn't let her go.

One year, three hundred and sixty-five days.

He longed for her return, and the days passed long.

It turns out that life is as sad as the years.

When Zhenzhen hugged her back into her arms, the feeling of losing and gaining was indescribable.

However, he was used to calm down and was indulging in his heart to the huge waves, but his expression did not show any sign of it.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes were trembling uneasy.

Maybe he guessed what was about to happen and knew that he could not escape Feng Xing's control, so he simply refused to look at him.

If you love, just do it.

If you want her this time, maybe he will get tired of it.
Chapter completed!