Listening to Xuemei Tong's heart-wrenching sobs, Feng Qingge felt indescribable pain and sorrow in her heart. He didn't understand her thoughts, but did she ever understand his?
It’s not that you don’t love, it’s just that you love to the extreme and you don’t want to see the other person get hurt in the slightest because of you.…
Tongtong, if this is the only way to save you...
Then, I do!
"Tongtong, my little lady..."
Feng Qingge murmured close to her ear, moved her palm down, and gently caressed her pretty snowy buttocks, caressing her gently, gradually lowering her body, almost reaching a private place. Xue Meitong's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help it.
Push away the man in front of you.
"No! No!"
While everything can still be saved, don't let her do this!
"Shh - little lady, don't resist anymore, obey the truest wish in your heart, relax your body and accept me..."
Under Feng Qingge's caress, Xue Meitong moaned and raised her head helplessly. She felt that her body was so hot, so hot that it seemed as if it was no longer her own. She involuntarily tightened her legs,
But Feng Qingge pulled her away forcefully, not allowing her to escape or dodge.
"Uh-don't-Feng Qingge, you hate-"
Please don’t tempt me anymore, I really really can’t do anything anymore...
Resist you...
Touching lightly with his fingertips, he felt a slight moistness. He reached down with his fingers, plucked the petals, and gently swiped the moist softness. He felt the violent trembling of Xue Mei's eyes. She leaned helplessly on his shoulder and lowered her head weakly.
Murmured, "Don't..."
"Tongtong, I won't let you die! Absolutely not!"
As if making an oath, Feng Qingge's fingers slid between them, twisting lightly and slowly, traveling freely. Xue Mei Tong's body trembled violently, and the cry she tried to hold back couldn't help but escape from her red lips, and she murmured in a low voice, "Uh... don't
……don't want……"
Her body softened due to his movements, and her soul was taken away between his fingers. She leaned softly on his shoulder, moaning helplessly, trying hard to break away, but it was all in vain.
, could only bear his torture helplessly, at a loss.
Under Feng Qingge's deliberate and unrestrained pinching, the wetness gradually spread, and her gasping and numbing feeling became more and more intense. Xue Mei's eyes were dim, and she felt Feng Qingge kiss her red cherry again,
Holding it in her mouth, teasing and teasing, she grabbed the flower bead with her fingers and twisted it crazily. The trembling stamens exuded a large amount of honey, and her body was in a state of ecstasy, completely out of her will, as if it was no longer her own.
"Well...Feng Qingge...well..."
Looking at Xue Meitong, although her whole body was tense, she could not help swaying her waist, her blushing face was extremely charming, Feng Qingge's finger movements accelerated, and Xue Meitong felt the heat in her lower abdomen continue to build up with Feng Qingge's movements.
Accumulate, circle, rise,...
She was dripping with sweat, her beautiful eyes were gradually blurred, and strands of hair were stuck to her soft and white neck. Feng Qingge gently lifted and pushed them away. He kissed Xue Meitong's red lips again, and held half of the red cherry blossoms tightly with his left hand.
Rubbing and lightly stabbing with his right hand, the movements did not stop. As soon as the shameful moan escaped from his mouth, Feng Qingge swallowed it all.
Xue Meitong felt a pain mixed with an indescribable pleasure that broke out in an instant and attacked her limbs. The pleasure that swept over like a turbulent wave was so strong that she could only shake her head crazily.
She grabbed Feng Qingge's waist tightly with both hands, moaning and moaning coquettishly, all of which was swallowed into his mouth. She had no way to vent, and kissed him back crazily, her lips and tongue entangled in a passionate and lingering way.
Qingge... Qingge... Qingge...
When the ultimate joy came, she couldn't restrain the turbulent waves in her body, and her mind went blank. Feng Qingge's affectionate whispers kept echoing in her ears, over and over again, as if she wanted her to remember them forever.
, "Tongtong...Tongtong...Tongtong..."
…
"Phantom, I want you to save him!"
In the carriage, half-kneeling in front of Feng Qingge, when she heard Feng Qingge giving such an order to herself with a gloomy face, the phantom showed surprise and stared at Feng Qingge's rose-colored eyes in disbelief, trying to figure out what to do.
This is why.
Feng Qingge kept staring at Xue Meitong's peaceful sleeping face, her brows furrowed, as if she was in pain because of something. Phantom felt relieved and couldn't help but sigh, she didn't expect Feng Qingge to have such deep affection for Xue Meitong.
, for Xue Meitong is actually willing to make such a sacrifice.
"My lord, have you ever asked the princess about her wishes?"
He knew that he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help but ask. He regarded Xuetong as a friend, and he really didn't want to go against Gu Xuetong's wishes and do anything to hurt her.
Her wishes...
Her wishes were clear without asking him. She didn't need anyone to save her, especially in such a tragic way. She would rather die with dignity than become a puppet of desire!
Feng Qingge's eyebrows turned cold and she ordered in a cold voice, "Phantom, do as I tell you! You don't have to worry about other things so much!"
Phantom remained silent, lowered his eyebrows, and respectfully replied: "Yes!"
He is just Feng Qingge's secret guard, so he has no right to question Feng Qingge's decision. All he can do is obey, absolutely obey!
"When does Your Majesty want me to start?"
He asked and followed the order completely, as if he was really just executing Feng Qingge's order, not because he also wanted to save Xue Meitong.
Feng Qingge was silent, seeming to still be hesitant. "Wait a little longer... wait until we get to the Xihuai Fortress..." He paused and his voice lowered.
Phantom, however, already understood Feng Qingge's intention, "Yes, I understand!"
"You get out first!"
Feng Qingge waved her hand, signaling the phantom to leave.
Phantom bowed his head to Feng Qingge, turned around and lifted the curtain and went out, sitting on the front of the carriage, whipping his whip to drive the carriage. The horse neighed and galloped forward with all its strength. It turned out that the coachman whom Xue Mei Tong looked familiar just now was the carriage driver.
Phantom.
In the carriage, Feng Qingge was leaning on the soft couch, staring at Xue Meitong's quiet and beautiful sleeping face, her fingertips lightly touching her eyebrows and nose, and falling in love with her perfect facial lines, with three rose-colored eyes.
Partly depressed, partly painful. In front of the Phantom, he had been suppressing the grief in his heart. Only at this moment did he reveal his fragility and helplessness.
Tongtong, my little lady, what should I do to you?
I knew you were my enemy, but I fell in love with you inexplicably. I love you so much that I can't let go. Tongtong, is this the same in your heart? Are you willing to betray Fenglong Xiang for me?
?
If Xue Meitong refused to betray Feng Longxiang in the end, Feng Qingge couldn't imagine what would happen to her. If the final result was that he had to stand on the opposite side of Xue Meitong, Feng Qingge didn't dare to guarantee that she could really be ruthless.
Make up your mind - kill her!
Tongtong, don’t force me to go to that step... Never...