"What are you doing, you, let go, you..." Xiao Qiao was held down by his hands, and she couldn't exert any strength. She felt a hot breath spread throughout her body, and she was in Yuanfeng's eyes.

Inside, I saw the strong possessiveness, and all the rest of the words disappeared from my lips. Yuanfeng Huo

Hot lips had blocked her cherry mouth, and the hot breath went straight from her mouth into her heart. Yuanfeng hugged her tightly with both hands, making her breathless. That passionate and affectionate kiss, Tianhe

The ground became quiet at this moment, and she felt as if she was about to be rubbed into Yuanfeng's body.

"No, no, Yuanfeng, Yuanfeng, I beg you not to do this! Yuanfeng..." Xiao Qiao struggled desperately in his arms and kept beating his back with her hands, but Yuanfeng refused at all.

After a pause, he held Xiao Qiao's chin, lowered his head, and kissed her all the way down her neck, becoming more and more excessive, and tears flowed down Xiao Qiao's fair cheeks.

At the corner, a faint yellow grass stood quietly. Looking at the passionate couple, he closed his eyes, and hot tears rolled down his plain and delicate face. He was in love in his heart.

It was always this woman, as small and humble as she was, how could she get into Yuanfeng's heart? She closed her eyes silently, hugging the window lattice aside, wanting to cry but without tears.

Suddenly, she felt that she was so pitiful and hateful that she had to help Yuanfeng get Xiao Qiao in exchange for a little bit of his love and concern. Listening to Xiao Qiao's sad cry for help, she quietly turned her back.

, no more watching...

"Zhao Yuanfeng, you beast, what are you doing? Let go of Xiao Qiao!" Zhu Qinghan, who rushed into the palace quickly, saw the shameful scene on the pillars, and couldn't help but feel angry. He howled "Ah" and held the Qingqiu in his hand.

Long Yanyue's knife was drawn out aggressively, the clear blue light dodged away, and it stabbed Zhao Yuanfeng in the back from a distance.

Zhao Yuanfeng leaned forward and had to let go of Xiao Qiao, then jumped out to the right and dodged into the courtyard. Xiao Qiao's frail body slowly slid down from the pillar, his clothes were messy, and his face was covered with tears.

After pulling up his clothes, he coughed heavily. Looking at Zhu Qinghan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, his heart felt sour.[
Chapter completed!