Feng Qinghan's voice suddenly became indifferent, with a majesty and domineering spirit that people dare not disobey.

It was an extremely struggling body, but it suddenly stopped, and looked at the wind and cold with stunned eyes, such an oath of ownership?

Feixue swallowed his saliva in disbelief, he, is this angry?

Why is he angry? Why was he angry with her? She didn't do anything, did she? She's the one who should really be angry, isn't she?

Although she is not the original Zhao Feixue, she has always regarded him as her home since she married him, so in the palace, she can calmly face the difficulties of the Queen Mother; Therefore, she raised the bar with him in everything on the surface, but she obeyed his arrangements everywhere; Therefore, she can endure the slander of others, and she can be cheeky and go to Zhao's house to collect money for him.

But what about him? Thinking of today's wolf bèi, Feixue suddenly felt aggrieved; Why did she have to come to this hellish place, to suffer from this nest of bags? Why did he always guard against her like a thief......

The watery eyes stared at the wind and cold, the red lips were slightly curled, and the flying snow was angry and silent.

Looking at Feixue's stubborn and somewhat aggrieved expression, Feng Qinghan stagnated slightly, and then smiled lightly: "Princess, do you understand?" ”

Twisting his head to the side angrily, Feixue said in a blocked voice: "I don't understand!" ”

"Oh!" The single tone dragged on, Feng Qinghan chuckled, pulled over Feixue's face, and gently brushed her red lips with his fingertips, "Then this king will let your princess understand what this king's woman is!" ”

Stick to her lips, the tip of the tongue easily wraps around her mouth, and the hand, gently pull open the placket of her dress, reach into the wrap, and pinch it slowly and gently to her plumpness.

"Hmmm......"

Trembling all over, Feixue moaned softly, his kiss was so gentle, as if she was a fragile treasure, so careful, her eyes slowly blurred, and Feixue's thoughts suddenly went blank.

The kiss, like a tiny raindrop, moves all the way down to the neck and to the collarbone......

The desire of the body became stronger and stronger, although the distance between each other was so close, but Feng Qinghan still felt that it was not enough, far from enough, the breath became more and more urgent, the desire in his eyes jumped like fire, Feng Qinghan slowly pulled down Feixue's shirt to the thin shoulders, for her, he wanted more, more......

The body is burning like fire, and the heart is trembling and falling!

The unbearable images of the past rushed into his almost blank mind like lightning, and Feixue's consciousness became more and more blurred, and time quickly receded......

"Enough, the wind is cold, enough for today!"

Bei Yan bit her lower lip tightly, and Feixue forced herself to compose.

She doesn't hate him, not at all! But she was so scared at the moment! Those dirty memories, even if they travel through time and space, are still with her, and she needs time to overcome them!

"Enough, Feng Qinghan, you let go of me!"

Ignoring the strangeness of the snow, the wind is cold and attacks the city all the way......

Suddenly, the hand that reached into Feixue's chest paused, the gloomy light in his eyes flashed, and in an instant, his arm waved upward, and a stack of silver tickets instantly flew away in the candlelit hall.

"Is this your blessing?"

The voice was low, cold, and had a strong acetic acid flavor.

With a slight pause, Feixue blinked her eyes, looked at the angry Feng Qinghan and said, "Why does this sound so sour, Feng Qinghan, are you jealous?"

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