"Damn you demon, get out of here, you are interfering with my good deeds!"
Feng Canglun's red eyes were burning with boundless fire, and there were balls of dark red flames. The fingers holding the sword touched the sharp tip of the sword, and a wisp of red liquid flowed down gently.
Chunying's face was filled with anger. She glanced at Qianxun, who was holding her robe tightly with both hands, and sneered, "I didn't expect Feng Canglun, as a prince, to be so domineering and brutal. The princess clearly doesn't want to, but you actually force her?"
"I am a real husband, and I cannot allow you, a she-monster, to make irresponsible remarks!"
Not to be outdone, Feng Canglun said coldly.[
Chunying was so angry that her veins popped out when he sprayed her. She suddenly withdrew her sword and said, "Okay, I'll castrate you bastard tonight!"
Feng Canglun was furious, his figure flashed, and he punched Chunying.
Chunying was not someone to be trifled with either. Her figure moved left and right, and the two of them got into a melee. The huge bed immediately became like a battlefield, with the pink gauze being cut into pieces by the sword, and flying down like chicken feathers.
, there were constant roaring sounds, and the scene was chaotic and powerful.
Qiuye originally wanted to go back to the side pavilion, but he didn't expect to hear a loud noise in the inner hall. When he stepped forward to take a look, he saw two figures fighting in a group, fighting and cursing at the same time.
Qianxun, who had a big head, also took advantage of this opportunity to put on his clothes. As soon as he put it on, his face was covered with gauze, and the thin silk quilt had been split into several pieces by them and fell to the white jade ground, like a layer of snow.
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Qianxun wiped his sweat and just returned to normal from his limp hands and feet. He climbed out of bed, found a wooden board, slammed it on the table, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Feng Canglun, Chunying!
Give me, my Lord, stop!"
This banging sound and this roar shocked Feng Canglun and Chunying, who were having a lively fight, and suddenly got stuck.
That sound is naturally more powerful than their fighting sounds!
The roar echoed in the inner hall, Qiuye covered his ears, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"You... you are so angry with me, get out of here!"
Qianxun gasped for breath, her face was a thin red, her lips were pursed tightly, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "Feng Canglun, the sovereignty of consummating the marriage is in my hands. If I don't want to, you can't touch me for a day...
Otherwise I will die!"
Feng Canglun was sitting sideways on the bed. All the pink gauze curtains were cut into wadding and fell down one after another.