Chapter 1528 Concubine Ai is shy "Hey, Yun Linghan, you go down quickly, otherwise I'll have to call someone. et” Feng Qingge raised his head in astonishment.
As soon as he saw the slender and upright figure in front of him, he immediately shouted at him with a red face.
This man What the hell is he trying to do?
Before Feng Qingge could finish protesting, the next moment, Yun Linghan suddenly stretched out his arms.
Feng Tingge's body was crooked, and the whole person fell into the scorching embrace with the quilt.
Feeling that he was once again surrounded by the thick scent of ambergris, Feng Qinge's heart suddenly skipped two beats.
A delicate body moved from side to side from his arms a few times, trying to struggle out.
It's a pity that his strength is too great, and he is wrapped in the quilt like a dumpling, so he doesn't dare to make much movement at all.
Feng Tingge was depressed.
The elastic chest in front of his face suddenly leaned forward, and a scorching breath had been quickly suppressed.
"Woman, look up."
Yun Linghan's low and clear voice resounded in his ears in a low voice.
Dumping Song subconsciously raised his head.
In the next second, a handsome face like a god and demon appeared very clearly in front of him.
I saw that under the illumination of the night pearl, that handsome face was close at hand.
A pair of deep eyes are as black as ink, glowing with a seductive dark color under the soft and dazzling light of the night pearl.
The corners of his good-looking lips are slightly upturned, evoking a charming and natural smile, demonic and charming, revealing an unfathomable cold atmosphere.
A rich aroma of wine emanated from his body, with a sinking mellow taste.
Feng Qingge looked at the front of him with a dull gaze, and the handsome face that was close at hand felt that his chest was once again jumping up like a deer crashing.
The whole person was as red as a glow.
"Why, look stupid," Yun Linghan laughed in a low voice.
Seeing that Feng Qingge did not move.
Yun Linghan suddenly stretched out a finger, and his breath pressed against her lips domineeringly.
Then with a flick of his thumb, he traced it carefully along the contours of her cherry lips.
In the quiet night, Yun Linghan's slightly rough fingers rubbed over Feng Qingge's soft lips.
"Woman, come back to your senses."
The low voice, with an unenticing tone, seemed to deliberately lead people to sin.
Feeling the burning touch of the lip flap, Feng Qingge shuddered and quickly came back to his senses.
"Yun Linghan, let go of me, did you hear me?"
Feng Qingge pushed Yun Linghan's strong chest with both hands, and said in an angry tone, a beautiful little face covered with red.
"Damn."
Feng Qingge clenched his teeth tightly and muttered to himself in his mouth.
It's just touching my lips.
How did he feel like an electric shock, and his heart was beating wildly "Shy, huh" A slightly deep, magnetic nasal voice that sounds low overhead.
Yun Linghan stretched out his long arm, and she hugged her into his arms.
Feeling a lot of satiety in his arms, Yun Linghan's thin lips were cold and charming.
The slender fingertips rubbed gently, carefully feeling the slippery touch under the fingertips, and the beautiful ones were reluctant to let go.
"Who is shy Yun Linghan, you hurry up, do you hear it?"
Pushing away the chest of the man in front of him, Feng Qingge screamed in shame.
Pulling the quilt with his hands, he moved towards the corner of the bed again
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