www.novelhall.com, the fastest update of the empire's first favorite: the latest chapter of the 100 styles of Jun Shao wife!

Even if Nan Rong Huai'an released Feng Sufei's lips at this time, his arms still held Feng Sufei hard and kept hugging.

He hated being able to rub her into his body.

Nan Rong Huai'an was very hard. Although the darkness in his heart had faded a lot, his emotions had not been fully controlled.

And he was so afraid of losing Feng Sufei.

Feng Sufei was so tightly held by Nan Rong Huai An that he could naturally hear his intense heartbeat.

At this time Feng Sufei seems to have forgotten those minds.

At this time, the most important thing for her was the physical condition of Nan Rong Huaian.

She couldn't think of anything else.

She can now feel how strong Nan Rong Huai'an affects her, so she believes what Tai Shiye said, and she doesn't seem to care about the purple wan smoke.

In fact, as long as the person in love is near her, let her know that he cares about her, and let her feel his feelings, she has a sense of security in love in her heart.

Feng Sufei now reminds herself that Nanrong Huaian cannot be stimulated or stimulated.

So she can't give Nan Rong Huaian an excitement.

Feng Sufei was just kissed by Nan Rong Huaian's strong kiss, and she hasn't fully breathed yet.

When she managed to calm her breath, she said softly, "Huai'an, I'm a bit tired. Let me go first, okay?"

Feng Sufei is now talking to Nan Rong Huaian in a very gentle and gentle tone.

Feng Sufei looked up and blinked, watching Nanrong Huaian innocently, and leaning into his arms with a dependent posture, "Huai'an?"

In fact, Feng Sufei found that Nanrong Huaian, which is so charming and deceptive, with a demon atmosphere, is also fatally attractive.

She looked at South Rong Huai'an like this, and her heartbeat accelerated.

Feng Sufei had to admit her heartbeat, she sighed, this man is really poisonous.

Nan Rong Huai'an's eyes had a faint ray of light, locked Feng Sufei's eyebrows deeply, and lowered her head and kissed the lower Feng Sufei's lips, "No words to leave?"

Feng Sufei quickly shook her head and said, "Don't say."

Nan Rong Huai An gently released Feng Su Fei, but still pulled her and let her sit next to her, but her hands did not loosen.

In an instant, Huai'an in Nan Rong seemed to have returned to its cold appearance, so clean and flawless, like a dream like a fantasy, like a jade like a lotus.

Feng Sufei's face froze, feeling blinked.

How can a man fuse different temperaments so well, it can be like this for a while.

Nan Rong Huaian gently smoothed her hair and then touched her cheek.

Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an's hands, and they all felt like a slender jade and a clear bone.

She sighed, a man like Nan Rong Huaian is really exquisite, how can she resist it!

Nan Rong Huai An whispered softly: "Su Fei, don't be angry, don't torture yourself, I will tell you what you want to hear."

In the face of such a Southern Rong Huaian, Feng Sufei could not get angry.

Now she can only speak to Nan Rong Huaian.

Feng Sufei sighed in her heart, and then said to Nan Rong Huai An: "You tell me something about Zi Wan Xun, she wants to kill me, you know, you save her, you let me What do you think? Isn't my safety important? Do you know how I felt when you appeared to save her? "