The eyes cannot deceive people, and if you want to make people believe a lie, you must first deceive yourself. Yi Fang completely immersed himself in that complicated emotion, and then revealed it through his eyes.
After a long time, the hand that tightly grasped Yi Fang's arm slowly loosened its grip. Xia Jie's free hand stretched out, stopped on Yi Fang's veiled face, and slowly rubbed it.
At this time, the two of them were so close that Yi Fang could even count how many eyelashes Xia Jie had. She felt the thick, moist and warm roughness in Xia Jie's hands, and an uncontrollable feeling came to her heart.
A tear slipped down, and Yi Fang heard a very light and low voice, incredibly sexy, with a touch of doting, "Don't cry."
In the mist of tears, Yi Fang's veil was torn off, and almost rudely, cold soft lips covered it. Yi Fang's mouth was instantly filled with a strong masculine smell. Yi Fang opened his eyes wide, not understanding what was happening.
What happened.
Yifang felt that her lips were being ravaged wantonly, and a flexible tongue pried open her closed teeth. When it came to kissing, Yifang knew that she was a novice, and it was normal for a boudoir woman not to know how to kiss. So she just
Jerky, with some slight struggle, she naturally performed the movements she should have.
The hand on Yi Fang's waist became tighter and tighter, almost squeezing Yi Fang into Xia Jie's body. Two equally beautiful people, under the blue sky of Daxia, ignored the constant chatter in their ears.
Tight, tight hugs and kisses.
The kiss was hot and long, and by the time Yi Fang came to her senses, she was already being held high in the air by a pair of hands. She heard a man's domineering and sexy voice, declaring to the people below with an unquestionable attitude.
"Dou Yifang, my Concubine Yi! My woman!"
Yifang was held in Xia Jie's arms. She looked down at the people below who were shocked and disbelieving but unable to refute. All kinds of colorful faces and expressions came into her eyes, and Yifang smiled...
It is undeniable that Xia Jie's words gave her a strong sense of satisfaction. Yifang thought, she finally took the first and most difficult step.
At her feet, the only man not kneeling was Xia Yunshen. Yifang saw from a distance that his expression was so complicated.
On that day, the most important distinction between concubine and concubine, the major families in Daxia remembered the name Dou Yifang. Dou Yifang, a name in the history of Daxia that represents the most honorable and glorious name for a woman. From then on, she began to be surprised every step of the way.