After that, Feng Yu, who was panting, took off the man's belt with both hands, untied the man's robe, and took off the man's snow-white trousers...
At this time, the fingertips of the man's hand, which was tied to the handle of the bamboo chair, moved slightly.
Feng Yu knew that the man was awake.
The man was very calm and unfazed, and his whole body suddenly exuded a coldness that trembled to the bone. And when he opened his eyes, although the pupils were dark and dull, they were still frighteningly sharp, making him suddenly think of Feng Yu who was eager to cover her face.
After being startled for a moment, I couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was blind!
After understanding this, Feng Yu suddenly felt an unspeakable pity in her heart. Such a beautiful person could not see anything. It really proves that sentence. If God takes away one thing from you, he will definitely give you another thing.
.On the contrary, if God gives you something, he will definitely take something away from you.
God gave the man in front of him such an amazing face, but made him unable to see anything!
An attack occurred inside her body. Her body, which had been stretched to the limit, did not allow Feng Yu to continue to look at it. She did not allow Feng Yu to delay a little longer. Feng Yu gritted her teeth, turned her eyes away, bent down, and resolutely raised her hand with the hand that was not red and swollen.
Hold the "object" under the man's body.
For a moment, Feng Yu clearly felt the man's whole body tense up, but the "object" in her hand never responded at all.
Feng Yu frowned. Is there a man in the world who is not lustful and incapable of sexual desire? Or is it because he cannot see with his eyes, cannot see the other person's appearance, and does not know what the other person looks like, so he cannot have sexual interest?
Thinking like this, Feng Yu kept working hard...
time flies……
The white gauze around the pavilion is flying in the night wind...
No matter how hard Feng Yu tried, the "object" in her hand just didn't respond at all.
Feng Yu's whole body was getting hotter and hotter, and she was sweating more and more. The clothes she was wearing could literally be squeezed out of water.
After a while, when Feng Yu couldn't help but want to give up, Feng Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and a plan suddenly came to her mind. She had been hit by Lao Yang's aphrodisiac, and the aphrodisiac might have melted into her body at this moment.
In her blood, if you feed her blood to the man on the bamboo chair to drink...
She did what she thought of. There was a stone table in the pavilion. There were teapots and teacups on the stone table. Feng Yu turned around and walked over quickly, taking off the hairpin from her hair. She didn't hesitate to cut her wrist and use it.
After that, Feng Yu hastily wrapped up the wound on her wrist. She picked up the tea cup filled with blood and walked towards the man on the bamboo chair. She held the hairpin in her hand that was not red and swollen. She took off the cloth from the man's mouth and used it instantly.
The hairpin was pressed against the man's neck, and he lowered his voice and said in a different voice: "Tell me, who is faster if you call me, or if I slit your throat?"
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
The voice was dark and weak, but it was indescribably pleasant. Of course, the prerequisite was that you could withstand the cold and chilling air in the voice.
Feng Yu didn't answer and stopped talking. She quickly pinched the man's nose with her non-red and swollen hands. She held the tea cup with her red and swollen hand and endured the pain to drink the blood from the cup to the man.
The man coughed. He was seriously injured, all his internal organs were damaged, he had no internal strength, and his pulse was messy. He just narrowly escaped the gate of hell. His excessively weak body could not bear the strong aphrodisiac contained in the blood, and his pale face
