The roaring sound gave the castle a gloomy and eerie aura.
The flowers in the courtyard were all over the place.
The thunder roars, the lightning flashes, the rain falls and the flowers fade, the feeling of autumn is deep, and the mood of spring is strong.
In the room, two shadows intertwined, and he lit a lot of fire in her body. She was not indifferent, and she handed him over to him tenderly with a firm break with the past and a love for Fengchun.[
His kiss was so passionate, just like that night.
Like dots of red flowers blooming on her smooth skin.
When they merged together, Qianxun's emptiness was suddenly filled, and a faint mist of tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. If she wanted to say goodbye to the past, she had to accept other men.
She is ownerless, she is innocent, and she is also impulsive.
"Xun'er...I love you..."
"Xun'er..."
Calls full of passion sounded in her ears.
Qianxun's face turned pink and she whispered his name in a low voice.
Fengchun
It’s Fengchun, not Fengcanglun
"Fengchun...Fengchun..."
With tears and pleas.
Fengchun also cried with joy. Last time, she called Feng Canglun's name. Although he felt very uncomfortable at the time, he still couldn't suppress his actions.
It would be nice if she could hear her call and know clearly who was having sex with her.
The autumn wind seeps in, and the autumn rain beats the banana leaves violently, making a crisp sound.
The more violent his movements were, the more urgent she screamed, and her trembling calls eventually turned into rapid breathing, mixed with the rain and thunder, and drowned in the confused rain...
(I wanted to write more, but hey, I didn’t dare to write more, for fear of hitting a landmine)
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Qianxun soaked in the water and looked at the little marks on her body, and her heart gradually became fuller.[
Let the emptiness and sadness pass.
I made the bed in the spring, my heart was filled with a full sense of happiness, and my face was flushed. The sky outside finally became brighter, sending out wisps of yellowish light. After the rain, the sky cleared. I walked to the window, opened the window cover, and opened the room.
The ambiguous atmosphere in it was blown away by the wind.
Although he was reluctant to give up.
When Qianxun came out, Fengchun's face was still slightly flushed. She was sitting in the room, sipping a cup of Yunguo's famous tea, Cuixian Tea. The fragrance of the tea was lingering, replenishing the energy that had just been spent on her.