If it were him, if he was attacked like this, it would be strange if he didn't think of it as a gun being shot. I will remember this hatred for the rest of my life and will never forgive me.
Putting his heart in his heart, he could think of how uncomfortable Qianxun felt. Even if she didn't love him, she would definitely hate him very much when she heard those inexplicable words.
Thinking of this, his arms couldn't help but tighten a little.
The head buried deeper into her neck, biting it in annoyance.
"Young Master Feng... I'm about to be strangled to death." A struggled voice came from under him, Qianxun's face turned red and purple, and she was breathing uncomfortable.
"Ah?" He was shocked and quickly let go of his hand.
Qianxun had been struggling just now, and he subconsciously tightened his hands, and while he was slowing down, somehow, his arm strangled her neck...
No matter how strong a person is, the part of his neck is always fragile.
Poor Qianxun, his nose and mouth were squeezed by his biceps, and he pushed him desperately, and he could barely regain a wisp of air and failed to break free from the predicament. Another crisis followed, immersed in
Feng Xing in his mind completely forgot that he had in his arms, and just thrust his subconscious emotional reaction into great force and added it to her...
"Qianqian, are you okay? Breathe, breathe quickly..." He pulled her high until the two of them lay on a pillow, facing each other, and rubbing her back with their palms constantly to help her smoothly
gas.
Huhuhuhu... Huhuhuhuhu...
She trembled slightly, and after the disaster, oxygen became the most precious thing, sucking it into her body with great force.
Suddenly, something seemed to swept through her lips, a strange feeling tinged the delicate/beautiful/desire lips like a flower.
She subconsciously poked out the tip of her tongue and gently brushed her dry lips.
Qianxun swore that she had no other intentions. She just felt a little dry mouth and then subconsciously did such an action.
The tender red tongue/tip accidentally licked the "foreign object". When she realized that it was Fengxing's lips, a heat flow suddenly rushed across her body.
Fengxing Mingde was stunned for a moment.
Qianxun's forehead seemed to be blown up, making a loud bang.
Oh my God, she is really going to faint. Just now, just now, what was she doing?
How could it be so coincidental that he accidentally licked/kissed him? How should Feng Xing think of such a bold move?
She really only panted and forgot that the two were so close, and the result...
Qianxun subconsciously retreated, trying to keep some distance and cool down the brain, which was already in a chaotic state.
There are so many things that are going off the rails tonight, she really doesn't want anything worse.
Seeing that she wanted to escape, Feng Xing naturally chased her. His kissing posture was so skillful that he seemed to have done it hundreds or thousands of times.
He grabbed her lips, and his hot lips rubbed against hers, and the heat passed between theirs.
Qianxun's face was bright and bright.
I resisted all night and was afraid and tired, so I had a big fight with him again, and my whole body seemed to have exhausted.