"You uh... um..." Murong Qiufeng just managed to stabilize his body. Before he could raise his head and speak, he was directly hugged by Shangguan Ye, and his body was pushed and pressed against the wall of the hot spring. He couldn't help but groan.
The smooth and domineering tongue broke in.
Murong Qiufeng's eyes widened, and then he let out a coaxing sound, his head went blank as if it exploded, and all the feelings in his body seemed to be gathered in his mouth.
The tongues rubbed against each other, and the slightly rough feeling stimulated every nerve in the body, and the lips were a little sore from the grinding of the teeth.
Murong Qiufeng felt as if her heart was about to beat out of her chest. She felt a strange feeling in her chest, and suddenly she was excited. She quickly raised her hand and pushed away from Shangguan Ye, then grabbed his collar and roared, "Shangguan Ye, look clearly, I
No...well."
Shangguan Ye didn't allow him to finish, so he directly held his wrists with his other hand, pressed his body even more tightly, blocked his mouth again, and then bit him lightly, "Tsk, you're so naughty.
"The hand that had already penetrated his inner garment directly pulled open his inner garment, exposing his white chest. Then he lowered his head and bit down on the little red plum that kept rising and falling due to panting like punishment.
Murong Qiufeng's eyes widened with disbelief. His body trembled suddenly, then stiffened, and he forgot to resist for a moment.
Shangguan Ye suddenly turned from biting to sucking, and the coating on his tongue was rubbed slowly and slowly.
Murong Qiufeng's body trembled again, and he subconsciously raised his head and groaned. A strange feeling spread throughout his body, making his eyes a little hazy.
Men are all thinking animals with their lower bodies, not because they are ruthless, but because they are born with strong desires. Although Murong Qiufeng is relatively indifferent to desires, it is not that he does not understand them. After all, he is not young anymore, but he usually does not care about it.
It led to a lot of abstinence, and now being stimulated by Shangguan Ye, it immediately aroused the desire in his body.
Shangguan Ye didn't know when to let go of his hand, and his other hand went down his waist, skillfully got into his pants, and kneaded his buttocks. Murong Qiufeng suddenly woke up as if from a dream.
He pushed Shangguan Ye away hard with both hands, even adding a little more force. His chest was heaving and he was breathing heavily. The half-opened shirt revealed a small bright red fruit that had been bitten and stood upright. The other side was covered by soaked clothes.
Even though she was standing still, she could still clearly see the red figure standing upright, with the white undershirt clinging to her body, revealing her perfect figure in the clear water, which was extremely fragrant and hot.
Murong Qiufeng's face looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked at Shangguan Ye in astonishment, whose eyes were narrowed dangerously. He was horrified that he actually reacted to the teasing of the same man.
Panicked, he turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't notice that Shangguan Ye's unfamiliar eyes began to clear up, with a hint of surprise.
Shangguan Ye was indeed drunk and unconscious before, but now he is sober. He was not woken up by shouts, but by pain. The wound on his back opened and stung due to the action just now, but at this moment he didn't care about that at all.
He was so hurt that he had a panoramic view of Murong Qiufeng's charming side, and even his emotions.
There was no rejection or disgust, only panic. He knew exactly what this meant.
Since he was going to act, he might as well keep acting, and he also realized that now was a good start. He had a chance to twist his body, and moved his body slightly, and moved his arms forward.
Murong Qiufeng, who was about to go up, suddenly stopped. His waist was hugged from behind, and he stepped back. His whole body was on the warm person, and his back was pressed against the burning chest. He could even feel it clearly.
That person's heartbeat.
"Where do you want to escape, little one?" A deep voice sounded in my ears, my ears were deliberately tilted, and then they were wrapped in warmth.
Murong Qiufeng's body stiffened again, and then he struggled, "Shangguan Ye, do you see clearly? Be clear. I am Murong Qiufeng. I am a man, not a woman."
But the person behind him obviously didn't listen to what he said. The person's hand had directly torn off his clothes, and his hand accurately pinched the trembling Xiao Hongmei on his chest. Behind him, he could clearly feel a hot hard object pressing against his chest.
At the base of the legs, rubbing between the thighs.
As a man, he naturally knew what it was. Murong Qiufeng's eyes were filled with shame and anger, and he reached out and hit him hard.
I just heard the people behind me groaning.
But he no longer had the courage to stay any longer. When he let go, he turned over and left the hot spring. He casually picked up the robe on the ground and left quickly, then entered his room and never came out.
In the hot spring, Shangguan Ye covered his chest and coughed a few times, secretly thinking that he was really cruel.
but……
Thinking of the scene just now that was even more delicious than before, it turns out that eating tofu tastes better when he is conscious. No, it is more delicious. He smacked his lips unconsciously, looking like he was still satisfied, and smiled with a bit of joy.
Murong Qiufeng's reaction was completely beyond his expectation. If a normal person encountered such a situation and had extraordinary martial arts skills, they would escape immediately without knocking him unconscious.
"hehe……"
"Prince, you are awake." Yang Bo walked in with a smile. He just saw Murong Qiufeng suddenly rushing into his room like the wind. He thought it must be the prince who caused trouble.
"Well, Uncle Yang, send some ginger soup to Feng, and don't let him find out." Shangguan Ye seemed to be in a very good mood, casually tearing off his clothes and soaking in the hot spring comfortably.
Murong Qiufeng returned to the room, and ignored the fact that he was still dripping with water, and got directly into the quilt. The feeling in his body had not subsided, but he was completely confused at this moment.
He didn't even dare to touch any part of his body with his hands. The feeling clearly filled every sense of his body, and he could only keep reciting the Qingxin Jue in his heart.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a knock on the door suddenly. His body froze, and his heart began to beat again. Finally, the vague feeling slowly rushed into his mind again.
Fortunately, the person outside spoke up automatically, and it was Uncle Yang's voice.
"Sir, I just heard that you are wet all over and exposed to the cold dew at night. Please drink ginger soup before resting."
Murong Qiufeng only felt that his whole body was hot. Where did the cold come from? At this time, he didn't want to see anyone at all. "No, I have gone to bed. It's okay. How is the prince?"
"Oh, the prince has also fallen asleep."
Murong Qiufeng was startled, "Has the prince sobered up just now?"
"No, it's just that the prince's wound was cracked and he just fainted. But it's okay. The doctor has already seen it. He just needs to sleep."
"Injured? What injury? What's going on?" He was injured, why didn't he notice it just now?
"Oh, sir, don't worry. I was just slightly injured while hunting today. I won't disturb your rest. I will leave first." Yang Bo said intentionally or unintentionally, and left.
Murong Qiufeng was left frowning, worried in his heart. He wanted to see what was going on, but he didn't dare to go.