Wu Xuewei didn't turn her face and didn't speak.

Feng churui chuckled and then asked softly, "what are you afraid of me? Are you afraid that I will be stronger than you?"

Wu Xuewei suddenly trembled a few times. She looked at him proudly. The toughness at the bottom of her eyes was so unyielding. She said word by word: "dare you!"

Now she is in her house, not to mention whether someone will come to save her when she cries. As long as she doesn't want to, he belongs to a strong woman in marriage!

"Why don't I dare?"

Feng churui approached her, took out his long arm, buckled it on her waist, pressed her against himself, rubbed her smooth and tender face with one hand, and sprayed her face with light breath, He still smiled gracefully and nobly: "don't forget, you are my wife now. You must fulfill your wife's obligations during your marriage. Xuewei, don't forget, I am also a man and I also have s needs. Therefore, if your wife doesn't fulfill her obligations, who will help me solve it? Huh?"

Wu Xuewei's face was crimson. She looked away and her ears were hot, "hand... Your hand..."

The next second, the world turned around. She had been pressed onto the imperial concubine's couch by Feng churui. Under her body was a soft quilt, and on her body was his hard body. The two extremes made her unable to resist.

Feng churui buried his head in her shoulder and neck, and his cold thin lips seemed to kiss her earlobes. "How can his hands feel, huh? How can my hands replace you?"

The relationship between men and women must be felt only when the bodies of men and women are wrapped together. Right hand?

Ah... If he didn't get married, he would still use it. Now, there are delicious cakes to choose from. Why eat dry and tasteless biscuits?

Wu Xuewei faintly felt that his body had changed. Her muscles were puffing and full of strength. Her eyes were filled with fear and her hands pushed him helplessly: "get up... No... don't touch me..."

Feng churui fiercely raised his head, looked at her resistance to escape, and squeezed her chin, "don't touch you? Don't let me touch, who can touch? He Jingyan? Your little sunny man?"

Wu Xuewei's big eyes were covered with a layer of mist and stared at him without saying a word.

"Say it! Is he Jingyan willing to touch you?!" He raised the volume sharply, obviously angry.

Wu Xuewei was startled by him. Her body shrank back. Feng churui pressed her shoulder with one hand and pulled her clothes with the other.

She felt the crisis and began to struggle violently. The whole person protected herself like crazy. Feng churui was annoyed by her. Without pity, her strength in her hands became more and more serious, and her action C was violent and fierce.

Harmony: …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A game of strength, she lost

Wu Xuewei's eyes were red and filled with tears. Suddenly, she stopped struggling, and a tear bead fell down her cheek and onto the back of his hand clasping her chin.

Feng churui's pupil tightened for a while, and the back of his hand seemed to be stung by something. He was stunned for a moment and fiercely released her.