Bu Zhanfeng had to admit that Xia Furong was not only good-looking, but also had an amazing body. Even though her face was not that of Xia Chiwan, her skills in bed really satisfied him.
Xia Furong's whole body was soft and fragrant, and Bu Zhanfeng was unwilling to let go of her as soon as he held her in his arms.
How could a lady like Xia Furong, a daughter of a famous family, be comparable to ordinary women and women in brothels?
Bu Zhanfeng suddenly felt a little regretful. What was it like to take Xia Furong's body that day? Apart from a little impression, he didn't remember any of the process. Bu Zhanfeng also had a vague expectation in his heart, expecting that he would be the one.
The person who broke Xia Furong's body.
On that day, the room was lit with spices.
Bu Zhanfeng was also considered a romantic figure, and he knew that the spices lit in the room had a **** effect.
Bu Zhanfeng took it for granted that it was Sun Jian who had plotted against Xia Chiwan and had poisoned her with the medicine.
This led him to take possession of Xia Furong's body, but he couldn't remember the process.
However, when he first woke up, he still remembered the bursts of pleasure brought to him by the plump and elastic incense butt in his hand and the secret passages between the incense butt.
Just thinking about it, Bu Zhanfeng's body began to get a little excited, and his lower body raised his head uncontrollably, wanting to kiss Fangze.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Xia Furong told Bu Zhanfeng all the dishes she wanted to eat tomorrow, but she couldn't get a response from Bu Zhanfeng for a long time.
Xia Furong looked up and saw an unnatural red glow on Bu Zhanfeng's jade-white face.
"But you're sick?"
Xia Furong asked with great concern.
"No, it's okay."
Bu Zhanfeng grabbed Xia Furong's soft, fragrant hand on his forehead and refused to let go.
"open!"
Xia Furong twisted softly in Bu Zhanfeng's arms and softly gave in to Bu Zhanfeng to let go.
Xia Furong was like this, how could she let Bu Zhanfeng let her go? It only aroused a deeper desire in Bu Zhanfeng's heart, and he couldn't let go until he died.
Bu Zhanfeng grabbed Xia Furong's hand tightly and pressed Xia Furong's hand on his beating heart.
Feeling that Bu Zhanfeng was influenced by her, Xia Furong was shy and happy at the same time.
"Fu'er, can you feel my heart for you, Fu'er... let me kiss you!"
Seeing Xia Furong's rosy lips close in front of him, Bu Zhanfeng lowered his head, took Xia Furong's mouth in his mouth, and kissed Xia Furong.
Their lips touched each other, and both of them felt a tingling sensation.
Xia Furong felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained away, and she fell softly into Bu Zhanfeng's arms, letting Bu Zhanfeng do whatever he wanted.
Bu Zhanfeng's big hands moved wildly over Xia Furong's body.
When Bu Zhanfeng touched the softness on Xia Furong's chest, his whole body was excited and he couldn't help but rub it hard twice.
Xia Furong groaned, and now she even lost her mind.
When Bu Zhanfeng's hand reached out to her more shameful place, Xia Furong finally regained consciousness.
"No...don't...no, you can't do this..."
Xia Furong grabbed Bu Zhanfeng's hand that reached under her body, panting repeatedly, her face was rosy, her eyes were filled with tears, and her tender red lips became even more beautiful because of the passionate kiss just now.
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Thinking that Xia Furong became seductive because of her emotions, Bu Zhanfeng felt proud.
So what if the Prime Minister’s daughter is not a woman?