Chapter 1353： Become a woman

Fengxian's whiplash was serious.

He didn't mention much, but Qian Yan knew from Cang Zeyue that he was using two whips for Feng Can.

The two whips were originally hit on Feng Can, but they were blocked by Feng Xian. He grabbed the whip with his bare hands, and when the old man took out the whip, he was angry and hit him twice on the chest.

He was wearing a white shirt that day, and the whip directly cut two red marks.

Two days have passed since that day, and the wound has not healed yet.

Qian Mian took back a bottle of ointment from Qian Ru specially, and after eating, he let him take off his clothes and put it on him.

When she returned from taking the medicine, she saw Feng Xian lowered her head to read the book, but her clothes were not taken off.

"It's medicine," she said.

Feng Xian put down the book and said: "Let it go here, I'll wipe it later, it's in the front, it won't get in the way."

Qianmiao stared at him for a while: "Are you... avoiding me?"

Feng Xian burst into laughter, pulled her over and sat on his lap, and whispered softly, "No, I'm just afraid...I can't help it."

There was a second of doubt in Qianmiao's eyes. The next second, his eyes dropped unconsciously and looked somewhere.

It's clear.

Feng Xian whispered: "I am also a healthy man."

Qian Miao just wanted to see how his wound was, but he didn't expect that he would bring the topic to this point.

She couldn't help thinking of the night the two slept in the same bed for the first time.

The man who slept drowsily did not forget to kiss her.

It was a subconscious behavior, an instinctive reaction.

Seeing her startled, Feng Xuan let go of her: "Go and rest. Two days after Christmas, I will take you to play."

Qianmiao's eyes showed expectation: "Where to go?"

Seeing her serious and lovely appearance, Feng Xian bowed her head and kissed, and said, "Temporarily keep it secret."

Qianmiao raised his lips, resting his chin on his shoulders, as if he was already imagining the beauty of travel.

In the silence, some sound rang, as if clothes were torn apart suddenly.

Feng Xian's face changed slightly, and an indulgent smile overflowed in her ink eyes.

Qian Miao grabbed his shirt and took it off, took the bottle of medicine, hooked up some, and wiped the two scars.

The flesh is open, **** and bright red.

Seeing this, some annoyance instantly appeared on her quiet face.

"Why don't you hide?" Her voice was a little dull.

The faint cooling sensation on his chest and the slight itching of his fingers made the man unable to concentrate. He said in a low voice, "He must let him breathe out."

Qian Miao frowned and continued to wipe his head dully.

The fingers accidentally used some force, causing the man to let out a shallow grunt.

The anger in her eyes dissipated and she slowed down.

In silence, the wrist was suddenly held by the man.

She raised her head, her lips being kissed by the man, gradually deepening.

With the flow of emotions, her head slowly loses the ability to think. She gradually indulges in his offensive, her hand can't help but encircles his neck, and she cooperates with a deep kiss...

The delicate vial carrying the ointment rolled to the ground, followed by pieces of clothing that fell one after another...

Thousand-mian like wandering in the warm sky, up and down suddenly, as if he were above the clouds, placed in a secret water realm.

For the first time, she tasted a whole new sense of pleasure, a feeling of being completely pleased with her body.

That night, she transformed from a girl into a woman.

Wake up in the morning.

Qianmiao nestled in Fengxian's neck, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the snow falling outside the window, white and beautiful, whirled by the wind, and slowly fell on the window.

The harder the cold wind outside, the more warm she felt, just because she was around him.