Chapter 653: The Princess of the Former Dynasty? Kokuko-sama? (25)

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The back was the wall, and the hand around the waist carried the warmth of the man.

Fu Xing blinked.

- There is no way back for him.

The princess, who realized this, was not thinking of running away at this moment, but subconsciously her body tensed, and her fingers and toes were all curled up.

Yun Chu also clearly felt the tension of Fu Xing.

The little one is nervous.

When I'm being bullied, I look nervous and cute.

The corners of the Guogong's lips raised slightly, and he deliberately pinched Fu Xing's small waist like a mischief, and lowered his eyes slightly. Although the feel is not so soft, there is an indescribable numb feeling.

It's kind of weird.

But I can't say where the strange point is.

But when she pinched it, Fu Xing's body almost stiffened.

The pretty face has a stunned expression.

If it weren't for the darkness of the night, you could see the bright red blush on the little princess's delicate face.

The wound was on the right shoulder, and Yun Chu's body turned sideways to the left, scooping Fu Xing into his arms.

"Sleep." Yun Chu lowered his eyes, and his long black hair was draped over his shoulders.

The tone is like coaxing a child.

Fu Xing raised his head slightly, and saw the other party's face clearly through the faint moonlight.

Under the cover of black hair, the other party's face looks very petite.

The skin is very white, it is a natural cold white skin, which is in stark contrast to the black hair.

Fu Xing couldn't help but think of the words of his subordinates.

There is no desire and no desire, and women all over the world admire it.

Desireless...... Nothing?

He lowered his eyes, and the hand around his waist had already settled.

The rules are put on the waist, and there are no too many over-the-top movements.

It seems that the soft flesh on the waist has just been pinched, and it is just an illusion......

When he raised his eyes again, Fu Xing found that the other party had fallen asleep.

The breath is shallow and even, as if time has stood still at this moment.

Stunned for a moment, Fu Xing's fingertips touched a touch of softness.

The smooth and delicate fabric is the placket strap that hangs down from the other party's waist.

The princess lowered her eyes, and the ghost hooked the placket of her clothes.

A soft, light mist passes through the fingers and gently lingers between the fingerbones.

After holding on, there is no further progress.

The tips of the princess's ears were red, and she stared into the darkness in front of her with some insomnia.

It's true...... Is there no desire for nothing?

So why put him to sleep?

Fu Xing thought for a moment, his eyes raised, and in his eyes was the white chin exposed by Guogong.

The neck is obscured by black hair, and a touch of whiteness can be faintly seen.

After a pause, Fu Xing's fingers grabbed the strap and lifted, leaning forward slightly.

The young princess was on her back, her black hair hanging down, spread on a gorgeous brocade quilt.

Her red lips pursed slightly, and her curled black eyelashes covered her pupils with a faint sheen of broken crystals.

He kissed the corner of the other's lips.

The eyes are closed, and only the eyelashes are like two black butterflies about to fly.

Fu Xing was nervous, and the heart in his chest was beating uncontrollably.

Not so long ago, he had always thought he was disgusted by such things.

But after I actually did it, the result was unexpectedly different.

Even, very pleasantly surprised.

Just touching the corners of the lips is as if the blood in the whole body is being heated.

In the darkness, the princess's dark black pupils seemed to crush some kind of demonic broken light.

There was a little more surprise and longing in the pure gaze.

Want more.

Inadequate.

Inadequate.

Inadequate......

At the moment when the building of reason was about to collapse, Fu Xing pressed down on his clamor heart and stopped some terrible thought.

He breathed a sigh of relief, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he was gasping slightly.

Fuxing can't remember the last time his sanity went out of control.

And the emotion just now that was so strong that it almost swallowed him up, as if it was about to burn him to the ground, and it was so strange that it was terrifying.