Feng Yu, who was flustered, immediately reached out to push Xin Moge on her body, and tried to bring her bare legs together while pushing, but Xin Moge's body was under heavy pressure, and no matter how hard Ren Fengyu tried, she couldn't move at all.

The horses were still running with their hooves spread, and the undriven carriage was speeding through the silent and deserted streets.

In the dim carriage, the cold wind swept in and blew the curtains. Simmogo remained motionless, the dim light completely obscuring all the look on his face.

Feng Yu couldn't help but become more and more flustered in her heart, and while continuing to push, she continued to keep pushing and said over and over again, "Childe, please let me go...... I really didn't mean to, please let go of ......" As she spoke, between her legs, which could not be brought together, Feng Yu felt more and more clearly that the man's thing between her legs was getting hotter and hotter, and it was getting harder and harder, as if it was about to burn off the fabric of the robe in the middle.

The ground on the street is flat, but it's not completely flat, and there are some rocks.

The two wheels of the carriage occasionally crushed the stones on the ground, and each time they inevitably caused a light or violent shock to the carriage.

Xin Moge, who was pressed on Feng Yu's body, was shaken by the carriage from time to time, and the place between Feng Yu's legs obviously vibrated with it, and it became tighter and tighter to Feng Yu.

Feng Yu's heart was unprecedentedly flustered for a while, and her hand pushed Xin Moge on her body harder and harder, and at the same time, her voice became cold, "Childe, please respect yourself, please let go of me immediately!" The first time she had a relationship with someone on her body, she forced him, he hated her to the bone, and she was really forced to do so, Feng Yu never thought of having any relationship with the person on her body again.

Simmogo remained unmoved.

The atmosphere in the carriage was visibly stiff and frozen for a while.

Halfway through, Xin Moge suddenly let go of Feng Yu under him, sat up quickly, and turned his back to Feng Yu in the direction of the car curtain.

As soon as Feng Yupu was free, the whole person immediately shrank and shrank to the innermost corner of the soft couch.

Simmogo didn't speak, his sleeves visibly tightened.

Feng Yu had a feeling of "the rest of her life after the catastrophe" in her heart, and she could still vaguely feel the burning and hardness that made her panic, and then quickly took off the clothes on the side and hurriedly put them on, while thinking about leaving, Xin Moge's side couldn't stay, and he couldn't stay anymore.

The cold wind kept pouring in......

In the quiet of the night, in the dim carriage, only the sound of horses' hooves and the wheels of the carriage could be heard.

After about an hour, the horses, having spared a circle in the empty streets, brought the carriage back to the inn and stopped at the brightly lit inn.

The black-clothed assassins have been eliminated by Cang Yueyu and Cang Yueyu's subordinates, Cang Yueyu's subordinates are cleaning up the corpses of the black-clothed people, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper are still trembling behind the counter, half of Xin Moge's people have gone out to find Xin Moge, and half have been waiting at the door of the inn, and when they saw the carriage coming back, they hurriedly greeted them.

Simmogo sat motionless or spoken, his face sunk in darkness.

Feng Yu was still curled up in the corner of the soft couch, the clothes she was wearing in a hurry were obviously a little messy, and she looked at Xin Moge's back quietly, her heart became more and more determined, and she only thought about how to leave......