Chapter 682: Nine Thousand Years Old (30)

The unfinished words reveal the threat and the looming murderous intent.

"Okay, don't be so serious." Fenghua suddenly attacked, kissed Ning Jiuque's lips, and said with a sigh: "It's said that a husband and wife are a hundred days in one night, so we just ...... It's also a dewy couple, right? ”

“……”

Ning Jiuque was slightly stunned by her.

The woman's gorgeous, full, shiny and blood-filled red lips were attached to his lip flap, although they were only superficial, they were crispy and numb, and they were exceptionally soft.

Obviously, during those intense love affairs, he kissed her heavily and fiercely, far deeper and more lingering than this.

However, it is far less ...... than the light kiss just now Exciting.

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Ning Jiuque's heart trembled slightly, let go of the slender hand that pinched Fenghua's chin, looked away slightly, and snorted coldly: "Princess Yong and King Yong are husband and wife, what are you doing in this seat?" This seat and the princess just take what they need. ”

Let's talk about it.

Ning Jiu lacked a white and slender hand, took off a candle flame, and crossed her to go deep into the underground palace.

When the two of them entered the dungeon, that appearance could only be done first, and it was delayed for a lot of hours.

I don't know what it's like inside the dungeon, so I have to find a way out as soon as possible.

As for what secrets are hidden in the dungeon, Ning Jiuque is not in a hurry to find out, anyway, since he already knows the existence of this dungeon, it is only a matter of time before he unlocks the secrets inside.

Fenghua stretched out his hand in time and grabbed a piece of Ning Jiu's sleeve.

Ning Jiuque turned his head and frowned: "Huh? ”

"My feet hurt." Fenghua smiled slightly.

Her feet hurt, and of course he knew why.

He hated her audacity, and when he tossed her, he didn't have the slightest pity.

Rough and deep.

And ...... is she? Virgin body.

Perhaps, at first, because of the strong medicinal properties of the 'full moon love', I didn't feel pain.

But now that the drug has been removed, the pain is unavoidable.

Chitose pursed his lips and asked, "So?" ”

"You made it." Her Majesty the Empress was super reasonable, "So, you are responsible. ”

Chitose raised his delicate eyebrows with interest, "Huh? ”

"Carry me."

"Hmph. Yan Qiyu, you are very bold and dare to let this seat carry you? The noble nine thousand years old refused without thinking about it, and said in a stiff and cold tone: "Either go by yourself, or you stay here." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Fenghua and warned her, "Let go." ”

"I've always been very bold, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a spring breeze with you, a great beauty, Lord Chitose, tonight."

Fenghua slowly hooked his lips, his tone was meaningful, and he loosened Ning Jiuque's sleeves very happily in his hand, leaned his slender body against the wall of the dungeon, and said:

"Anyway, I can't walk anymore, Chitose Master walks slowly."

Ning Jiuque didn't even look at Fenghua, passed her, and left.

The candlestick was taken away.

Soon, the dungeon fell back into darkness.

In the dark, Fenghua opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and flashing with a faint brilliance, as if he was smiling, and he didn't see the panic of being left behind and waiting for death.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, there seems to be some kind of certainty hidden in the laziness.

Ninety-nine, ninety-eight......

She meditated in her heart, counting down.

Five, four, three......

One.

Light drives away darkness again.

Fenghua's eyes reflected the silver-purple robe's man's stunning face, which concealed his anger and anger.