Chapter 656

Dragon Zixuan hung his head, then saw her cold and gorgeous side face, the depression in his heart seemed inexplicably less, but still depressed.

"Finally, yes, I'm here for you, especially for you."

His enchanting eyes were staring at her, and the voice of deep resentment rang out slowly in her ears, and the action of wiping her hair stopped again.

The warm breath sprayed on her cheek. Fengyu felt that her face was itchy. She couldn't help but move her neck to stay away from him.

Long Zixuan's eyes darkened a little. He suddenly put the towel in his hand on the bed, picked up her face and hung his head to kiss her.

Lips together, his kiss domineering and lingering, like rain breeze in general, continuous and dense entanglement with her.

Between the nose and breath, the breath puzzles people.

Fengyu's head was dizzy, but not to the point of dizziness and ecstasy.

She opened her eyes and looked at the enchanting face in front of her, feeling a little angry and funny.

This man has been kissing her recently.

If she had known that, she would not have told him about the seed left in her body by her father. In this way, he would not dare to touch her casually, and he would not dare to kiss her if he wanted to.

"Close your eyes, dear."

His thin red lips pecked at the corners of her lips, moved all the way to her ear, and bit her earlobe gently. The voice of the devil was hoarse, luring and deadly sexy.

Fengyu let him hard to kiss his earlobe, the body brings weak shudder, but completely within her control.

Her eyes some misty looking at him, cold voice with a trace of dry dumb, way, "I don't know."

The thin lip of the ear stops slightly, and the Dragon Zixuan laughs low. The charming voice flows out slowly from his throat. It seems to have a fatal charm.

"If feather likes to kiss with open eyes, I'd like to satisfy you."

With that, his lips fell back to her lips, and he gave her a strong kiss.

This time, he also opened his eyes, four eyes tightly together.

Fengyu can clearly see the deep feeling and doting in his evil eyes, as well as a trace of deep pity.

Although no heart, but she still felt the position of her heart uncontrollably hit by something heavy.

It can't be calmed down for a long time.

Eyes suddenly closed up, she did not dare to continue to look at the eyes, for fear that a little inattentive, it will be inhaled again, no longer break away.

Longzixuan palm holding her face, eyes color deep many, he suddenly ended the kiss, forced Fengyu's face in his arms.

His big palm gently stroked the back of her head, with lustful voice, which made people blush and heartbeat.

"Feather, stay with me again, I swear, this time, I will never hurt you again."

Feng Yu closed his eyes and didn't speak.

For a long time, long Zixuan sighed and was silent.

He can't push too hard Too much pressure will only backfire.

In the silent room, Feng Yu reached out and pushed his chest. He raised his head from his arms. His face was dyed with a trace of blush and said, "it's late. You go back. I want to have a rest."

Long Zixuan's throat moved, and his voice said in a low voice, "I'm not sleepy, little feather. You can sleep. I'll just sit here."

Feng Yu

She rubbed her eyebrows and said, "if you don't want to sleep, you can go back to your room and sit."

He sat by the bed, where could she sleep, though she was not sleepy.

Long Zixuan chuckled and said, "little feather, but I want to look at you."

If he goes back to his room, where can he see her.

Feng Yu's eyes fixed on him, but his face did not change. There was no embarrassment of being stared at, and there was no intention of going back.

"Whatever you want."

Fengyu took the towel and threw it to the round table on the ground. Then he opened the quilt and lay down.

She turned over and faced the wall, leaving a back for long Zixuan.

As for the back, it should be covered in the back.

Long Zixuan looked at the back of her head and held her hair in his hand, a little damp.

Although he has been very careful to wipe, but did not wipe very dry, at most is not dripping.

He reached for the towel on the table and continued to wipe the end of her hair.

She attracted him all over her body, even her hair. Holding her in the palm of her hand, she felt like she couldn't put it down.

"Don't move."

Feng Yu reaches out to grab his hair. It's hard to understand. How can the Supreme Master of Shengwu serve people so naturally and skillfully?Long Zixuan grabbed her hand and said, "it's uncomfortable to sleep with wet hair. I'll dry it for you."

It's just an excuse to touch her hair.

"Don't use it," Feng Yu moved his wrist and said, "I can do it myself."

With these words, her hair dried in a flash.

Long Zixuan looked at the dry hair in his hand. He was disappointed in his eyes, but his hair was dry, so there was nothing wrong with him.

He let go of her hair, put the towel back on the round table and said, "OK, sleep."

Phoenix feather light oh a, closed eyes.

Long Zixuan suddenly took off his shoes and went to bed. With an extension of his arm, he put her in his arms with the quilt and held her tightly.

Fengyu had to open his eyes, cold eyes light looking at him.

She knew that it must have been bad intentions for him to hang on.

I didn't expect that he really had the courage to go to her bed so easily.

"You said you could just sit."

Hearing her cold voice, long Zixuan directly closed his eyes, buried his head on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I've changed my mind."

Originally, he was not ready to go to her bed.

He just wanted to sit by her bed and watch her sleeping quietly.

But who let her this hateful, do not even give him the opportunity to wipe his hair, his hand can not be satisfied, he had to find another way.

Well, it's better to sleep with her.

It seems that even the interest can be collected together.

Dragon Zixuan is infatuated with the breath of her body. The soft body in his arms makes him feel satisfied.

This satisfaction completely dissipated his disappointment not long ago.

"But I don't want to be held by you."

Feng Yu looks at the head that Fu is on her shoulder, half squint Mou son, the voice is cool to say a.

Long Zixuan rubbed on her shoulder. After hearing her words, he simply picked the quilt that was blocking them, and put his palm on her through the light cloth.

He felt inexplicably that his body was heating up again.

He snorted and said, "but I just want to hold you."

Anyway, he has been holding people in his arms, and whether she wants to or not seems to be less important.

Fengyu closed his eyes, indifferent voice seems to have a faint mockery, "dragon master, you ignore other people's wishes, this is called forced, understand?"

Dragon purple Xuan voice stuffy way, "I just won't force others."

Little feather is nobody else.

Fengyu was about to be angry with him, but she still changed her words, "well, you dragon master will not force others, but you force me now."

"How can," long Zixuan said in a low voice, "you said you don't want to be held by me, but your body tells me that you like it very much."

If she rejected him to hold her, her body would be frozen subconsciously, her whole body would be tense, and her face would have obvious feelings of rejection and disgust.

But now, she doesn't seem to reject him or want to be hugged by him.

Feng Yu

She didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long time, she murmured, "dragon Zixuan, you're really getting thicker and thicker."

It's just shameless.

Her body tells him that she likes to be held by him? How dare he have the audacity to say that?

Long Zixuan gave her a strong kiss on the neck and said, "if I'm really cheeky, I'll pick your clothes directly."

Instead of just pulling out the quilt and holding it up naked.

As long as you think about the appearance of little feather being stripped of clothes, long Zixuan suddenly has the impulse of nosebleed, and a sense of dryness rises in his heart.

He had seen little feather's body before. Although not many times, he did.

The soft and delicious appearance is really memorable.