Although Xin Moge said "it's okay", Feng Yu was still worried about the injury on Xin Moge's back, afraid that the injury on Xin Moge's back would be worse, and she was already a little annoyed and regretful about what happened just now, and she kept blaming herself in her heart, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to refuse, wanting to push Xin Moge away from her body.

After a long while, when Xin Moge was finally pushed away slightly, Feng Yu's chest rose and fell, and she immediately said with a wheez: "Don't, your injury ......"

"I've already said it, it's fine. Xin Moge held Feng Yu's refusal hand, his voice was obviously revealing a trace of hoarseness and renewed lust, pulled Feng Yu's hand in front of him and kissed it, and then leaned over to kiss Feng Yu's neck and collarbone, pressed Feng Yu's hand on his chest, and at the same time pressed Feng Yu's whole person under him.

Feng Yu didn't move again, afraid that if she moved, she would hurt Xin Moge's back even more.

Xin Moge kissed and kissed, kissed all the way down, unconsciously let go of Feng Yu's hand, and instead stroked Feng Yu's smooth and soft waist, holding Feng Yu's waist tightly against him, that is, it was not enough for the body in front of him, not enough for her, the scorching hardness under the body slowly entered Feng Yu deep again, the kiss followed Feng Yu's lips, swallowing all the small sounds of Feng Yu, it seems that there is no clearer and more real feeling that she has indeed returned to his side than this.

After Xin Moge entered, he was not in a hurry to move, allowing Feng Yu to feel his presence.

Feng Yu's face had just faded a little red, and suddenly it flushed back again, and after Xin Moge's kiss withdrew, she blushed quickly and turned her face away, looking at the wall inside, trying to avoid Xin Moge's gaze, and then she realized that the fire candle on the table was still on, and she should have put out the fire candle before going to bed, and felt that she was showing in Xin Moge's eyes at a glance at the moment, especially under him, and clearly felt that he was ......

But despite this, Feng Yu still tried her best to cooperate with Xin Moge, and was worried about the injury on Xin Moge's back, not wanting the injury on his back to hurt again.

But gradually, with Xin Moge's action, Feng Yu fell into it unconsciously, it was difficult to resist, and she was confused again, and she didn't know when the hand around Xin Moge's waist unconsciously tightened.

Outside the window, snow has quietly fallen.

The cold wind was howling outside, and it was getting colder and colder to the bone. The spring inside is infinite, always warm as spring-

At the end of the lingering again, Xin Moge withdrew from Feng Yu's body and took Feng Yu into his arms again, Feng Yu was already covered with sweat stains, and she couldn't help but close her eyes directly when she leaned on Xin Moge's arms tiredly, and didn't want to move again. But just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly realized something, Feng Yu forced her body to sit up quickly, and while pulling the quilt to wrap her naked body, she asked Xin Moge to sit up too, and she must check the injury on Xin Moge's back.

Xin Moge couldn't resist Feng Yu, knowing that it was impossible for Feng Yu to rest assured if she didn't check it once, so she sat up according to Feng Yu's words.

Feng Yu moved her body around the quilt, looked at Xin Moge's back, and saw that the white cloth on Xin Moge's back that was bandaged had oozed blood, and Feng Yu suddenly felt worried, and at the same time a little annoyed, so it was okay? Didn't he feel a little bit? Why did he make such a joke about his body?