After being lost for a moment, Feng Jiuer immediately raised her hand and struck down on his neck with all her strength.
But before her palm could even touch him, it was already clasped by his big palm. Just as she was about to raise her other hand, he also clasped it and pulled it above her head.
Her hands were clasped tightly by him with one palm. Feng Jiuer was unwilling to accept it and bent her knees to hit his fatal spot.
"So unbehaved." The deep voice was obviously suppressed, making it difficult to hear the original sound.
As soon as she said these words, Feng Jiuer's legs suddenly stiffened, and her whole body became tense in an instant, unable to move at all.
"This posture seems good." The man chuckled, then pulled her raised legs and picked her up.
When Jiu'er came back to her senses, she found that she was pressed against the tree trunk by him, and her legs...
Damn it, it actually wrapped its arms around his waist and was fixed!
"Shameless!" I didn't expect that I could still speak after being tapped on my acupoints.
Although she couldn't move, her little mouth still didn't relax: "Let me go, bastard, let go... what are you going to do? Get away!"
"This mouth is still disobedient. I know how to calm it down." Di Wuya's thin lips curved slightly.
She couldn't see half of his face or half of his lips, especially now that the two of them were so close and so tight. Such a distance made it even more difficult to see him clearly.
All the weight of her body was supported by his tight hold on her waist. If he moved away, she would fall.
But, now, being crushed like a sandwich biscuit, think about it, it’s better to fall down and have a good time!
"open!"
"Is this an invitation to me?"
"You... um -" Feng Jiu'er, whose acupuncture points were tapped, was unable to resist and could only let him do whatever he wanted.
A man is like a studious baby, pressing her lips and learning how to completely seal her away bit by bit.
The taste of those lips seems a bit familiar... Uncle Nine Emperors...
Feng Jiuer had doubts in her heart and wanted to take off the mask on his face, but was unable to do so.
However, Di Wuya's kissing skills were really beyond words. He only wanted to seal her, but he didn't think of giving her a chance to breathe.
Soon, Feng Jiuer's face turned red from being blocked by him, and soon it turned purple.
"Save... life..." If there is another lonely grave on the loess slope, and the cause of death is suffocation due to kissing, then even if he becomes a ghost, she will not let this culprit go!
I don't know how much time passed, but when Jiu'er was dizzy and almost fainted due to holding his breath, Di Wuya finally stopped.
Probably, he himself was about to suffocate.
The man's forehead was pressed against her forehead, and he was panting heavily, but Feng Jiuer was so weak that she couldn't even breathe.
"Girl?" A certain man with a conscience finally noticed something was wrong with her. He placed his hands on her clothes and pulled hard.
His big palm, filled with inner energy, landed on the door of her heart, and the warm inner breath spread into her body through his palm.
Finally, Feng Jiuer coughed twice and woke up.
"Huh..." As soon as he woke up, he exhausted all his strength to breathe.
The body was constantly rising and falling due to panting.
Di Wuya didn't think about what he would do to her, he was just nostalgic for the feeling of his lips touching each other, and wanted to relive it with her.
But now, her slender and beautiful body was breathing under his palm, and at that moment, blood rushed to her brain.
