Chapter 880 Beast Blood Boiling is just an extremely ordinary question. But it was the last trace of reason left by Rang's Feng Hao, and there was not a trace of the lust that was burned from the depths of his soul, and an extremely violent aura burst out from his body, and he opened his eyes, which were red and extremely bewitching.

"Roar!"

Feng Hao's nostrils spewed out two white air currents, steaming all over his body, and let out a low roar from the depths of his throat, he suddenly burst out like a wild beast, although there was still a flash of struggle in his eyes, but he still couldn't help but pounce towards the beautiful woman in front of him.

And Yan Qing seemed to be frightened stupidly, standing in place, looking at this young man who was full of violent aura and had no reason at all, she even forgot to dodge, and after she reacted, she felt like a furnace, stuck to a piece of hot steel, and her delicate skin was burned into a charming pink.

The incomparably hot heat was not pain, but a strange feeling that she had never felt before, which was very strange, and unconsciously, her breathing quietly became short.

"Whew!"

With the crisp sound of tears in her clothes, the sky-blue dress on Yan Qing's body turned into pieces of rags and flew away, and a snow-white and flawless carcass was revealed.

Such a fairy-like body, coupled with the unique fragrance of the girl from the tip of the nose, made the evil fire in Feng Hao's heart even more vigorous, and there was no pity in his heart, and his hands were directly held to the two dazzling snow-white, soft touches, which made him even more crazy, and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Let go of me!"

The delicate body was violated, and finally Yan Qing came to her senses a little, looking at Feng Hao who was pressing on her body as if it were another person, a fear suddenly rose in her heart, and she struggled, her arm kept beating on Feng Hao's solid back, "Feng Hao, what's wrong with you?

Although she was unemployed, she already knew that if she didn't stop Feng Hao, something would happen later.

Although, she was willing to be his wife in her heart, but at this time, she was not prepared at all, it was too sudden, such Feng Hao made her afraid, but at this time, Feng Hao was like a Wanjun Mountain, pressing on her delicate body, with the continuous rubbing of those hot hands, it made her sore and soft, and she couldn't use any strength, and she couldn't move the mountain on her body at all.

"Woo!"

A struggle was useless, and suddenly Yan Qing's heart rose infinite grievances, her eyes were red, her eyes were hazy with tears, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and she whimpered weakly in her mouth and began to cry.

"Whew, whew!"

At this time, Feng Hao has been dominated by endless desires, all his reactions are instinctive, his heart has been blinded, he gasped, a pair of red eyes, straight locked on the small mouth that spewed fragrant fragrance.

"Roar!"

He roared again, leaned down, choked on the two delicate lips, and wantonly sucked the fragrant fairy spring inside, the cool feeling was the target he was chasing and seeking, so he kissed it even more profitably.

With the mouth carrying the scorching air flow from the mouth, Yan Qing's heart also slowly became hot, a strange desire, filled her heart, she closed her eyes, two clear tears flowed down, driven by Feng Hao, with the instinctive reaction, her cheeks were crimson, silently accepted all this happened

"Qing'er?!"

The cool fairy springs made Feng Hao regain a trace of his senses, looking at the tearful pretty face in front of him, he felt even more pain in his heart, panting rapidly, roaring and calling in his mouth, his eyes were full of struggle.

"Huh?"

Hearing this call, Yan Qing opened her eyes, her eyes were full of tears, she was fascinated, and she looked at the struggling teenager in front of her with some surprise.

"Qing'er, run! !! fast."

Feng Hao tried his best to suppress the desire that surged up from the depths of his heart, urging in his mouth quite urgently.

He knew very well that if he didn't get vent, there was absolutely only one way to go

However, he couldn't bear to hurt an innocent girl again, and he would rather die than take away his beloved girl's first time if she was unwilling.

"Feng Hao"

Yan Qing only flashed a trace of shame in her heart, but when she saw the obviously abnormal young man in front of her, her eyes were full of worry, and she suddenly hesitated.

"Run, didn't you hear?!"

That pitiful look was undoubtedly adding fuel to Feng Hao's desire, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, blood flowed out, and the severe pain made him wake up slightly, taking advantage of this opportunity, he turned over and shouted at Yan Qing, "Hurry up!"

"Oh"

Yan Qing was stunned by his roar, and immediately stood up, only two steps away, she stopped again, looking at the young man who was rolling in place and constantly roaring, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Even after enduring such torture, he was still able to come to his senses and let himself escape, isn't that enough to explain everything?

If Feng Hao hadn't come to her senses, and she had lost her first time in such a daze, perhaps, there would be a gap in her heart, but after seeing Feng Hao, who had grabbed her chest at this time, she had no reason, and her heart trembled, and she was inexplicably moved, and it was because of this kind of emotion that she immediately made a decision, a decision that changed her life.

"Feng Hao, I'm not leaving"

After turning around, Yan Qing's eyes did not have the previous panic, nor the slightest sense of grievance, but endless shyness.

If she is a fairy, her skin is like snow, crystal clear, shuangfeng is full, fair and moving, the bee waist is slender and she can't find the slightest flaw on her body, she stands there crisply, and she is beautiful to the point of dream.

Without any hesitation, she walked towards the young man rolling on the ground with lotus steps

She knew very well that the boy cared about him, and he didn't want to offend himself even if it would take his life.

She lowered her body, stretched out her white jade-like hands, and grabbed the bloody palms, the scorching heat made her heart tremble, and her delicate face bloomed like a flower