Chapter 317: On the eve of the marriage 8

Xin Moge's hearing was extremely keen, and he immediately noticed Feng Yu's footsteps moving out, so he immediately got up, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and grabbed Feng Yu's wrist from behind Feng Yu, forcing Feng Yu to turn around and close the open door with his backhand, and then took another step forward and put Feng Yu's whole person against the door.

A series of movements, if the clouds and water are done in one go, are neat.

Feng Yu's back suddenly hit the door that was closed behind her, and she reflexively raised her head and looked at Xin Moge's extremely handsome face.

Xin Moge pretended not to recognize Feng Yu, looking like he had been "hit by aphrodisia" and "aphrodisiac seizure", and without saying a word, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Yu's side face. I have to say, he doesn't hate touching her. Of course, whoever he touched, no one was allowed to touch again in the future, and she was not allowed to touch anyone again.

Feng Yu was stunned, the whole person froze in place, and some couldn't react.

After Xin Moge's kiss on Feng Yu's side face for a while, he went all the way down to Feng Yu's neck, and his free hand directly hugged Feng Yu's waist.

The body that was close to him, only the clothes and fabrics were separated, Xin Moge's body temperature was obviously a little hot, and there was some unusual scorching, and it was all clearly transmitted to Feng Yu, and Feng Yu clearly felt all this. The next moment, Feng Yu reacted suddenly, and hurriedly reached out to push Xin Moge in front of her, and scolded angrily while pushing: "Xin Shizi, I am 'Princess Huayu', please respect yourself and let me go immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Princess Huayu?" Xin Moge raised his head and "looked" at Feng Yu who was speaking, and repeated it slowly.

Feng Yu nodded, and said angrily in the same tone: "Yes, Princess Huayu, please let me go immediately." My words, don't make me say them again. ”

"The Queen Mother has already promised you to me, and you have taken the initiative to come here at this moment. What, do you want me to let go at this time?" The head that had just been raised lowered again, Xin Moge whispered in Feng Yu's ear, and then said: "Do you really want me to let go?" The last seven words, the voice was unusually soft and gentle, and the breathing blew in Feng Yu's ears intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of the thin lips were faintly hooked with a trace of arc.

Feng Yu couldn't help but shrink her neck, and her impression of Xin Moge was greatly discounted again and again, first hugging the woman at random on the corridor of the palace garden, and then grabbing her and kissing her at this moment, it seems that her impression of him at the beginning was all fake, she misjudged him, "Let go!"

"Don't let go. The two words softly spit into Feng Yu's ears, and Xin Moge's hand around Feng Yu's waist tightened significantly.

Feng Yu struggled, and the hand that was not held by Xin Moge kept pushing Xin Moge, and at the same time her body dodged, trying to withdraw from Xin Moge's arms.

The action of dodging and struggling, the constant friction between the body due to this series of actions, Xin Moge originally just wanted to tease Feng Yu, Huaning's ordinary aphrodisiac medicine couldn't do anything to him, but at this moment, he was lit up a "fire" by Feng Yu's actions in vain, and his lower body reacted unconsciously, and slowly stiffened.

For so many years, Simmogo had never liked women, and had almost never touched them, and that night was the first time in the gazebo.

And the body is repeatedly emotional and lustful towards a woman, only when it is in front of her.