The hand on her waist moved back directly, and Feng Wu was pulled into his arms again.
The other hand was freed to clasp the back of her head, and he pressed his face against hers.
In an instant, they could only see each other's faces in each other's eyes, and their warm breaths fell on each other's faces.
Suddenly the man let go of his hand on her head, came down and gently clasped her chin, lifting it up slightly.
The golden eyes stared scorchingly at the seductively trembling lips.
Just when Feng Wu thought he was going to say something, this man bit her lip directly.
Feng Wu had no choice but to scream in pain, and then driven by instinct, the man directly attacked the city.
"Uh, uh, uh." Feng Wu was speechless and could only wave his hands to try to get away.
It's just that men are like hungry wolves. After grabbing their prey, how can they let go?
Gradually Feng Wu gave up the struggle and hugged him tightly with both hands. His breath was robbed. Gradually, the sound of heavy breathing became more and more obvious.
She almost couldn't breathe. Finally, the man let go of her and pressed his thumb on her already red and swollen lips with some force.
But Feng Wu couldn't stand his silent attitude, so he directly used some force on his hand to lift his hand down.
"Speak, I want to listen to normal words, not such inexplicable words." She was really angry.
Just do this as soon as you get here, without saying anything.
Qin Yichuan curled his lips in grievance and raised his eyes to look at her, but his eyes made Feng Wu feel a strong sense of possessiveness.
But Qin Yichuan loved her look like this. There was a hint of cold smile in his low and hoarse voice: "Can I give the most precious thing in the world to my wife?"
Feng Wu looked at him confused: "What do you mean?"
"Shh." Qin Yichuan made a gesture of silence.
Feng Wu saw a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and almost instantly, under the influence of instinct, she felt a chill deep down her back.
It was as if the touch all over her body had disappeared in an instant, and she only felt cold. This was not the husband she knew.
"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Feng Wu frowned and looked at him with a serious expression.
Qin Yichuan's eyes were soft, with only Feng Wu's presence in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently pinched her earlobe: "Madam, you don't need to know now. You can follow me to the north and you will know."
"What?"
Feng Wu no longer doubted that this person was not the Qin Yichuan she knew, but the touch she encountered told her that this person was indeed Qin Yichuan.
He quickly grasped his pulse with a backhand.
Qin Yichuan followed her movements and was very obedient, staring at her with a smile on his lips.
Feng Wu took his pulse and his face looked a little cold at the moment.
He took back his hand and looked at him: "Are you not controlled by Mu Chen?"
Qin Yichuan's golden eyes dimly appreciated the change in Feng Wu's expression, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Madam, the poison he planted has been swallowed up."
What he said was a bit pitiful. He lowered his eyelids, lifted Feng Wu's hand and put it on his chest: "If it weren't for the lady's assistance, it wouldn't have been swallowed up."
When Feng Wu heard what he said, the familiar feeling from before came back again, and the attitude he was still maintaining suddenly softened.