The second floor of the banquet hall is a place to rest, with rooms next to each other, almost hundreds of rooms. Think about the hundreds of young and impetuous nobles and young noble ladies below, and know the role of them without asking.

The third room on the left side of the stairs is a lounge with a living room, with gorgeous decorations. Two men and women are talking ambiguously. The gorgeous red ceiling crystal lamp emits tempting lights, making the two people look more beautiful. The red wine is confused and the fragrance is filled with fragrance. A spring ripples out.

"Miss Feilin, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your beauty cannot be expressed in words. Even the moon in the sky cannot be as dazzling as you. Please let me use this light necklace to express my praise for you." Viscount Brandt knelt on one knee, took out a pocket and exquisite blue box from behind, and handed it to Feilin and opened it gently.

The soft white light emitted from the box, illuminating the entire room and suppressing the red light. It was dazzling, this was a pure white crystal the size of a finger. The crystal was embedded in the silence and peaceful breath of natural life rippled out, and was shrouded by the white light, making people feel as if they were wrapped in warm water and a comfortable feeling of massage.

Feilin was slightly surprised: "This is the Light Stone, where did you find it?"

Brandt smiled and said, "It doesn't matter where you find it. What's important is that from now on, this light stone will belong to you."

Feilin flew Brandt with a charming look and said with a smile: "Dear Brandt, you are such a gentleman. I want you to put it on me personally, okay?"

Brandt was overjoyed and said immediately: "I am so honorable." As he said that, he walked behind Feilin, took out the necklace from the box, and the long necklace leaked from the palm of his hand, and gently placed it on Feilin's snow-white chest skin. It was dark blue and white, and the deep grooves, and the plump and soft touch was transmitted to his heart with his fingertips.

The cold necklace stimulates Feilin's skin and stimulates Feilin's desire.

Brandt's hand slowly slid on the white part of Feilin's chest. His fingertips touched the white skin, which was smooth, white, plump and soft. The zero-distance touch between the skin seemed to be electric shock, which made both of them beat faster and their faces turned red. With a click, the necklace was buckled by Brandt after Feilin's strength, but Brandt did not withdraw his hand. Instead, he unbuttoned the hole of his wrist, slid gently, and penetrated into Feilin's neckline, and headed towards Feilin's sacred peaks.

"Haha, it's going to be successful. This slut woman, I didn't expect to be so good. It really surprised me. But this is just right. When I got on her, I immediately used my mandala magic medicine to control her, make her obsessed with me, and make her depend on me. From now on, she will be my little bitch and listen to me. Hehe, then the property of the Hoth family will be mine." Brandt thought insidiously, and his hands slowly climbed up to the plump and soft breasts.

"Bang!" Feilin opened Brandt and was about to grab her sensitive part of her hand, stood up and smiled, "Dear, why are you doing so urgent? Come, let's go to the room!"

Feilin twisted her slender and soft waist, and her hips were slightly shaking, as if she was calling Brandt over.

Leaning against the bedroom door, Feilin hooked Brandt's fingers with red nails and said with a tingling voice: "Bad guy, why don't you come here?"

Brandt was teased by Feilin, and his fire suddenly surged, and the lower part immediately became swollen. He took a step forward, hugged Feilin and entered the bedroom, turned around and slammed the door of the bedroom. He was locked.

Immediately, there were fierce panting and "crunching" bed shaking in the room.

Brandt felt that he was almost dying of pleasure. Waves of pleasure after waves of pleasure obscured him. The unprecedented pleasure made him jealous and happy, almost as if he had entered heaven. He only felt like he was immersed in the mother's world, extremely comfortable and passionate. At this time, his eyes were red, and he grabbed the plump breasts of the woman under his crotch, and his butt was shaking like a motor. He fully exerted the powerful strength of a professional.

Waves of love and desire obscured him, and he felt that he loved the woman under his crotch at this moment. He no longer knew where he was and who the woman below was. He was already in a state of madness.

On the chair beside the bed, Feilin was dressed in dignifiedly holding red wine and gently savoring it. She was holding the blue light necklace in her right hand. The beautiful body wrapped in the red skirt was revealed, but Feilin's face was cold. She looked at Brandt, who was already in a madman who was already crazy on the bed, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Brandt, who was wrapped in pink smoke on the bed, was holding a maid with a very ordinary appearance, shaking wildly, without knowing that her crotch was not Feilin. The maid also showed a happy and wonderful expression on her face, and her fresh feet dyed with pink nail polish were stretched high. Her body was spasming. But she seemed to enjoy it, as if she often did such things for the lady.

She savored the wine carefully, but her eyes showed a look of vigilance. She held the necklace in front of her, and the crystal clear light stone shone brightly, charming and beautiful.

Feilin sneered, "Hmph, there is a mandala ecstasy in this necklace. Do you think I don't know? If you want to confuse me, you don't see who I am. I won't use such a low-level trick anymore."

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!"

A burst of cheque sounded suddenly in the room, and then a lazy voice said, "Felin, I am really a believer of the goddess of love, playing with men in my palms. I'm afraid that Brandt would have thought he was really having a good time with you afterwards. He would never have thought that he would be a very ordinary maid. Hahaha, I was thinking, this is how you made your reputation for being slut in the imperial capital circle? Unfortunately, Oliver really thought you were so slutty and gave up a great marriage."

Feilin didn't look back, and her surprised look flashed. He laughed and said, "Colin, you are finally willing to show up."

A figure gradually emerged behind him. Today, Wang Fan changed his walking clothes. The hem of the white thick shirt was split, a pair of silver-white cloud boots on his feet, and a crown and hat similar to that of a scholar and a scholar in the Song Dynasty, and a look like a young man from a noble family. This outfit is really strange in this imperial capital. If he takes to the streets, he will be watched.

Wang Fan also walked to the bed and sat down beside Feilin. Like Feilin, his eyes were placed on the man and woman who were still crazy on the bed. His eyes fell on the face of the maid who had fainted by Brandt's desperate attack, and Wang Fan's pupils tightened.

"Haha, Feilin, you borrowed my identity to refuse the marriage of the Alto family. This was the method I used that night? So, the girl I had sex with me that night was also this maid?" Wang Fan said with a smile, but his tone was dangerous anger.

Feilin giggled, flew to Wang Fan, and said in a daze: "It seems that you are very resentful of the incident back then. Didn't you just cheated on you? You are not short of that little thing. If you think you have lost something? Can I compensate you?"

Wang Fan turned his head suddenly, grinned, grabbed Feilin's wrist and pulled it over hard. Feilin's wine glass fell to the ground with a sudden force, sprinkling bright red. Unpredictable, Feilin was pulled into Wang Fan's arms and hugged her tightly.

"You, let me go!" Feilin struggled and her eyes were a little flustered. She didn't expect that Wang Fan really dared to do this.

"Let you go? You said you wanted to compensate me. Why? You don't want to do it now?" Wang Fan snorted, grabbing Feilin's body like an iron hoop, and pressing her on himself. The soft buttocks, flesh and slender waist twisted, and Wang Fan was a little angry when the friction was rubbing. Wang Fan was just trying to scare Feilin, and the changes in his body at this time made him feel a little distracted.

I have to say that Feilin is really an absolute ***. Her face is definitely the most touching thing that Wang Fan has ever seen. It is different from Bailianer's pure and gracefulness and demeanor of Dean Daslin. Feilin is the peerless *** with pure charm and charm, beauty and temptation. Her temperament is varied, and she can be a lady, a witch, a princess, or a prostitute. Almost all the advantages of a woman can be found in her. She is definitely a woman that a man dreams of.

Although Wang Fan knew that this was because Feilin was a believer in the goddess of love, he still couldn't help but feel moved.

"Colin, don't you let me go?" Feilin suddenly stopped struggling, but instead smiled and leaned into Wang Fan's ears and spoke, and the heat penetrated into Wang Fan's ears.

Wang Fan laughed, pulled Feilin's body over, looked straight at Feilin's beautiful eyes, and showed a smug and teasing smile on his face: "I won't let go, what can you do to me?"

Feilin laughed sweetly, suddenly stretched out her slender hand, slid down, and grabbed it.

"Hiss!" Wang Fan gasped and stared at Feilin in surprise and said, "You, you..."
Chapter completed!