The person behind him obviously didn't have much patience, and shouted coldly again: "That's not your snow ginseng. If you don't want to die, just turn your head obediently."

The person holding the knife on her neck was none other than Duan Muxuan, who was sitting on the couch just now.

His body exudes the lingering aura of lust.

This made Feng Jinghua feel sick.

She slowly turned her head, picked up the sword from behind, and slashed her face hard.

Half of the mask on her face also fell off to the ground. Feng Jinghua had no time to lower her head before Duan Muxuan pushed her aside fiercely, pressing heavily on her small body.

Looking at this delicate and beautiful face.

The glance back at her just now stunned his heart. He had never known that her eyes were so bright.

And her usually dirty face was now milky white and smooth, with red lips and white teeth, and she looked like a fish.

He never thought that his fiancée would be so beautiful.

The sword in one hand was still pressed against her white neck, but the other hand moved to her cherry lips, and his fingers pressed lightly on her lips a few times.

Her lips were so soft, and when he moved closer to her body, she still exuded a unique fragrance, which was not something that any kind of sachet could release.

He shrank his nose and breathed in her breath with enjoyment.

In Feng Jinghua's eyes, his actions were like a dog eating shit!

Bah, bah, bah! You're so stupid!

"Your Majesty..." She called him coquettishly.

As soon as he screamed, the tingling current shot up his lower abdomen again.

Before he could release his desire, he felt strange movements in the dark pavilion.

Unexpectedly, when I came in, I found this cute little thing sneaking around?

"Yeah!" He responded to her ambiguously.

Feng Jinghua cursed him countless times in her heart.

"Your ginseng is so beautiful." She raised her finger and pointed at the fragrant snow ginseng placed next to him.

Duan Muxuan reached out and grabbed her little hand, with a lustful smile on his lips. Of course, when this smile was placed on him, it became elegant and noble: "That's not ginseng!"

"Why did my Hua'er come to this king's house?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

But Feng Jinghua kept calling Feng Qianchen. This big bird was definitely not something she could deal with: "Why don't Feng Qianchen come and save me soon?"

"I can't save myself from the mud Buddha crossing the river, so I escaped!" Feng Qianchen reacted quickly. After hearing footsteps coming from outside, he jumped out of the window with Yuanbao, and then climbed a tree to escape!

Feng Jinghua was about to burst into tears but shouted: "You bastard, come back here."

She smiled, straightened out the weird expression on her face and said: "Hua'er, don't I miss you? Hua'er, I miss you so much. I heard that you are going to marry Sister Rou'er as your concubine. Your Majesty, you

Do you really hate me that much?"

She rubbed his half-open chest, winked at him and said coquettishly.

It aroused Duanmu's mysterious desire|fire to the sky.

He held Feng Jinghua's waist tightly, leaned into her ear and said, "It turns out that you miss me, so I will help you."

"Ah, what are you doing!" Seeing that his hand was about to reach under her clothes, Feng Jinghua immediately held his hand and shouted.

Duanmuxuan said: "Don't you miss me? I will be yours tonight."
Chapter completed!