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396 Do you think this king will feel sorry for you like this?

396 Do you think this will make me feel sorry for you

The gauze coat wrapped around her body. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see the scenery inside. But when she approached, she took a closer look with the light of the night pearl and faintly saw the two vague red spots inside.

Feng Chenye tightened his palm, and suddenly threw the book onto the short table with a "pop". He stood up and looked down at her, and said angrily: "Bastard, just dress like this and run around outside. You shameless woman, get back!"

After saying that, he hooked Jiuyin's wrist and pulled her out.

"Did you let me go out like this?" Jiuyin was pulled by him, trying to break away, but she couldn't take off at all, so she could only hurriedly say: "Ye, my skirt seems to have fallen off."

Feng Chenye paused, turned around suddenly, and when he looked back at her, he actually saw the tulle skirt slowly sliding down her body.

The snow-white skin was exposed inch by inch until the skirt fell under her feet, until the crystal body was completely exposed in front of him...

Feng Chenye felt his heart tightening, and his whole body suddenly became extremely furious as if he was on fire.

What does it mean to her like this?

But Jiuyin ignored his shock. After the skirt fell, she curled her thin lips and hugged his waist step by step, and smiled and said, "Tonight, I am yours."

Feng Chenye had no idea what words to use to describe his current mood, whether he lost it or was inexplicable, or was afraid.

I never thought that I was afraid that she would fool him again.

If she wanted to deceive, he could not escape it. Just like fate, she was born to be his fatal pussy. She had been hiding for so long and resisting for so long, but the more she struggled, the more she fell into it, the more she fell into it.

When he was abandoned by her for the first time, he told him that there would never be a second time and would never give her a chance to hurt him, but he always said nothing about him.

The second time she lay under his body and told him that he would be with him in the future, but on the next day she fell on the soft couch with Mu Jin. He told himself that if he had only three things, he would just take it... he just owed her in his previous life.

But what he didn't expect was that the third time, it appeared so easily.

The third time, she knelt down and begged him, asking him not to disturb her life again. He was played with by her again in her palm and left with despair. He did not dare to look back even if he did not look back.

He pinched his palms out of blood and told himself that if there was another fourth time, he would definitely kill himself with one palm!

Now, is she not willing to give him the last chance to survive? Does she have to force him to death?

The big palm was like a possessed demon, and he wanted to fall on her, but he didn't dare to be deceived by her again. He didn't know if he still had the courage to live.

He has always been the strongest being, but in front of this woman, he has become a fool and a fool!

He didn't move, but Jiuyin took the initiative to climb up to his clothes and pulled his robe away with force.

Take the initiative, take the initiative. When I was with him in the past, this man always oppressed her. Tonight she clearly felt his uneasy. Since he was uneasy, she would take the initiative.

The smile on the corners of his lips was charming and tempting, and his fingertips pulled down his clothes with force.

Feng Chenye did not move, refused or accepted, but looked at her coldly, with a cold face, only his rising and falling chest showed his overflowing nervousness.

I can still hold back if I have already done this. Jiuyin's thin lips are raised and I ignore him.

After pulling off his coat, he reached out to take off his coat, and soon, his thick and wide chest was exposed in front of her.

The little hand gently stroked it, but she was sighing in her heart. How long has it been since she leaned on this embrace?

After several months, she could even fall into his arms again, but he was still indifferent and just looked at her coldly.

However, the indifference in her eyes could not scare her at all. She knew this man so well.

She squatted down in front of him, and she reached out to untie his belt.

Feng Chenye finally made a move, and his big palm fell on her little hand and gently held it, but he still didn't push her away. Since that's the case, what are she waiting for?

The belt of the trouser was untied by her in a few seconds. Until she showed it to her without any reservation, Feng Chenye closed her eyes hard, took a deep breath, and suddenly picked her up and walked towards the soft couch.

He missed her, and he was very immersed in his heart, and he was crazy and crazy.

She provoked him, she took the initiative to provoke him!

Two hot bodies are entangled together. On the exciting night, whose heart is motivated? Who is afraid, who is uneasy, who is full of expectations for this moment and full of gratitude?

I don’t know what the other party was thinking, nor do I know if they have any future, but when he broke into her body forcibly, there was a thin mist in his eyes at the same time, because of excitement and emotion.

Why is there such a dissonant night? Why is there such an entanglement?

He was already desperate, why did she give him hope? She was fooled by her three times, will the fourth time fall into her hands again?

He was unwilling to think deeply nor dared to think deeply. Now he had only one thought in his mind, that is, suppression, and hard work to suppress! He pressed this little woman under his body, locked her in his arms, and never let her go!

The out-of-control scream spread in the room, and the temperature in the whole room continued to rise. I don’t know if it was because it had not been there for too long, or maybe it was because it was too nervous that the powerful Prince Yi could not bear the two incense sticks and explained himself in advance.

In that thrilling tremor, Jiuyin suddenly opened her half-closed cloud eyes and looked at him hard.

The two were entangled, and their figures were tightly connected. Feng Chenye did not notice a warm breath that penetrated into his body through her small body. When he reacted, the breath had already merged with his powerful internal force and was inseparable.

He tightened his palm, clenched her slender arm, and wanted to push her away, but she saw that her face was flushed, and she was covered with a sad look in her eyes. She suddenly remembered that pushing her away at this time would definitely hurt her.

I don’t know why she was like this, but her heart became more and more desolate.

I should have known that she must have her purpose tonight. Sure enough, she was still lying to him and keeping lying to him.

His heart died, and it was time and time again, but this woman could easily ignite his decayed heart every time.

Who is she? Was it the witch sent by God to punish him? Why is he so stupid and fallen into her hands again and again?

"Die woman..." He murmured, and suddenly held her in his arms with force and hugged her tightly.

Even if he was deceived by her for the fourth time, he admitted it. In this deception, he realized his dream that he had not fulfilled for most of half a year, and at least he could hold her in his arms and possess her with all his strength.

Jiuyin buried her face in his arms, and some hot liquid was stained on him, which immediately hurt both of them.

Her true energy was not much. The way she sent him this way had consumed all her strength. After the entanglement was really over, she lay down exhausted, and her consciousness was already in a semi-coma.

In a daze, I felt someone holding her little hand, and a warm breath penetrated into her body through his palm. She let out a breath, but her consciousness had not yet fully awakened. She just moved her thin lips slightly and called out: "Ye, how are you?"

The sound was extremely blurry. If you didn't listen carefully, you could not hear what she was asking. Feng Chenye picked her up and hugged her in his arms. He lowered his eyes and looked at her pale face. At this time, he suddenly noticed that there were countless wounds on her arm.

All my attention was on her just now. I haven't been together for a long time. This time it was her who took the initiative, so he had no time to pay attention to other things.

A thin layer of veil was wrapped around her arms. He thought it was used by the girl's house to decorate it just for the sake of good looks, but he didn't expect it to cover up her wounds.

In the entanglement, the gauze fell off, and now the eight sword wounds clearly reflected into his eyes. How much blood should have been shed so deep? Isn't this woman in pain?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and he clenched his palm tightly and shook it hard: "Die woman, get up and wake me up!"

Jiuyin was shaken by his moment, and her confused brain finally slowly picked up a little consciousness. She rubbed her eyebrows and eyes, opened her eyes slightly, and saw his handsome face clearly and asked softly again: "How is it? How does it feel?"

Feng Chenye didn't reply, but just stared at her pale face.

Jiuyin struggled to sit up in his arms, held his face with both hands, leaned over his head, and pressed his forehead against his forehead.

The demonic energy is gone, it is really gone!

Her eyebrows and eyes lit up and brighter, and the smile on her lips continued to deepen: "It's really gone, it's poisonous..."

She kept smiling and looking at him, feeling extremely excited and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Canghai did not lie to her. This method can really detoxify him, and the toxins are really cleared.

"The blood I drink every day is left on you?" My heart was so sour, and at this moment my whole heart was so soft.

Although she didn't speak or respond to him, he already knew that what she drank every day was not chicken blood, but precious blood left from her.

Thinking of the fact that I had beaten a bowl on the first day, when I think about it, I just want to slap myself to death.

"Why are you so stupid? You dead woman, do you think I will feel sorry for you if I do this?"

"Then aren't you feeling sorry for me now?" She stretched out her hand and gently stroked his lips: "Let me sleep for a while, I'm really tired. Don't touch me again tonight unless you want me to be unable to survive."
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