MTL - Bancheng Fengyue-Chapter 149 Enchanting Bloom (Part 1)

Fu Cang gently wiped the wound on his neck with his fingertips, looked down at the blood on it, and then looked up at her.

That extremely rare tender and sad gaze condensed in her eyes again.

Don't look at him like that, he never chased Sanctuary just to break her heart. It has always been like this, such deep and extreme love for her will always be mixed with hatred, and now this trace of hatred is flooding in his chest. He hated her capricious selfishness, but this gentle sadness made him hate her even more.

Fu Cang suddenly covered her eyes, blood from his fingers stained her forehead: "...don't look at me like that."

Princess Dragon didn't speak, her eyelashes trembled in the palm of her hand, itchy and crisp. Her eyes were covered, only the lower half of her face was exposed, her plump and beautiful lips were slightly pursed, Fu Cang couldn't help but think of the first time she came to this courtyard, everything was different from that time, but it seemed completely different. Same.

The willful, indulgent and selfish Dragon Princess still makes him sink and hate him.

The pain of the wound made him bold and direct again, Fu Cang stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, closed his fingers, but quickly slid down on her waist, with a little force, this slender and graceful body fell into his arms, he He bowed his head and bit her soft lips hard.

Princess Dragon let out a painful gasp, and immediately began to struggle, pressing her hands on the wounds on his chest, and quickly withdrew her hands as if frightened, propped her body on the ground and backed away vigorously.

The last thing he needs is her love and pity at this moment, as if reminding him time and time again that she is not strong enough to hold her in his hands, so she is hurt again and again, so cruel that she throws him far away .

Fu Cang pressed her back to make her stick close to him, and pushed her head back with his hands covering his eyes, as if he wanted to vent the hatred in his heart, he touched her trembling lips They entangled endlessly, piercing deeply into the gaps of the teeth, not allowing any dodge and evasion.

Holding him, this is true compassion and tenderness.

But her hands were still hiding back, her body moved back, and her head moved downward vigorously. Covering her eyes, Fu Cang's hand slid down the back of her head, grabbing her hair, causing her to raise her head, trembling from such a fierce kiss.

Her flustered and rapid breath sprayed on her face, her exhalation was cold, but when it touched his skin, it was already hot, and her ears and temples rubbed together, as delicate as flower petals. Fu Cang couldn't help letting go of her hair, put her fingertips towards her cheeks, and rubbed her slender neck along the arc of her jaw.

At this time, Xuan Yi couldn't tell whether it was the itching or the confusion, there was always a string in his mind, he couldn't struggle and resist like before, if he accidentally pushed somewhere, the wound would bleed again.

She felt that she was extremely busy and at the same time extremely at a loss. She didn't know how to move her hands. She sometimes pushed them subconsciously, and sometimes retracted them hastily. In the end, she had no choice but to tightly grasp the robe on his shoulders. She crumpled.

The robe on his body was loose and loose, and the neckline was completely open at some point, and the skin on the back was pressed by his palms. Xuan Yi suddenly stretched out his arms, and hugged Fu Cang's neck tightly, not to show.

According to past experience, basically he would stop very considerately at this time, Xuan Yi hugged him tightly with all his strength, not letting him look down, she was almost hanging on him, and the robe almost slipped off his arm.

Fu Cang's hot breath sprayed on her ears, he did not continue, so she hurriedly found her voice and called him: "Senior Brother Fu Cang."

Helping her close her clothes, and how he wanted to beat her and scold her, she decided to sit and listen obediently, never saying a word.

But the next moment, his lips fell on her ear, and his hands passed through the gap in the robe without hesitation, holding her body as silky as porcelain. Xuan Yi gasped, and leaned **** the ground.

Fu Cang picked her up, trapped her in his arms, turned around and went back to the bedroom, Xuan Yi was at a loss for what to do, hurriedly climbed up and continued to hug his neck, scratching his stomach, tearing up and chanting out a long-used excuse : "I, I'm hungry...wait!"

wait? Then she ran away again? Why are you always hiding? Since he wanted to hide all the time, he chased after him; since he had already caught him, do you think he would let go?

The skin held in the palm is clearly hot, why run away? The cyan gauze covered her slender figure, and Fu Cang leaned over to kiss her seductively, kissed from the corner of the left lip to the corner of the right lip, and slowly rubbed against her soft lips, prying open the lips and teeth to taste the delicacies inside , The tip of the tongue is about to leave her.

The cumbersome and loose robe was peeled off bit by bit, the fiery kiss went all the way down, tossing and turning, the jade porcelain frosty skin was bitten and licked between his lips.

As if covered by cloud pattern, dizzy and heavy, when his hot skin touched hers, Xuan Yi felt that he was about to fall into this bed again, the quilt rolled and rolled under his body, and Her toes were entangled and she didn't know if she could shake it off or shake him off.

Ya Qing's sweaty robe fell under the green gauze, Fu Cang leaned over her, brushed her messy long hair from the face to the pillow, stared at her blurred and blushing face, like a flower about to bloom, he dragon princess. This is his courtyard, his house, his bed, and he is literally imprisoning her.

For more than 20,000 years, acquaintance, resentment, and love with her are like three reincarnations, and he can't help but fall into each time.

Let him sink deeper, don't run away.

He lowered his head, kissed her moist half-open lips, and immediately hooked her knees, opening them for him.

Princess Dragon's bony and boneless body began to stiffen again, and then she tried to hide upwards. The golden ring fell on the pillow, and his long hair suddenly merged with hers, and he lowered his head on her slightly sweaty face. A thin kiss: "Don't hide."

Her breathing became more and more violent, her calves kicked on the mattress, and she hid in the corner of the bed as if desperately trying to escape, but he pressed on every step of the way, finally forcing her to have no way to escape, and her body fell into his palm. There is no way out? Then leave it to him.

A bead of sweat slipped from his jade-like chin, and the green gauze swayed endlessly. Every movement made him suffer from severe pain and extreme pleasure. Fu Cang looked down at Princess Dragon from above. He will be willful and indulgent. He deeply hates this kind of willfulness, but he has always been deeply attracted by it.

Princess Dragon seemed to bear it to the extreme, she stretched out her hands to push him and scratch him, she was tortured by his ungentle and even rough violent movements, she seemed to be going crazy, but she stretched out her hands, after all, she didn't scratch the wound on his body, He just clasped his bare and strong shoulder~www.novelbuddy.com~ opened his mouth and bit **** the place where there was no trauma.

She let go of her hand again until she bit the **** smell, covering her eyes with her arm, tossing and turning on the quilt, letting out rapid and intermittent panting sounds.

Fu Cang grabbed her two wrists, opened them and pressed them under the quilt, letting him see her.

Her long hair covered her face again, the blurred crimson remained on her neck, her complexion and lips were pale with pain. Fu Cang couldn't help holding the back of her neck, bent down and hugged her gently.

"Hold me." He whispered.

Her slender arms finally wrapped around his neck, Fu Cang slowed down, kissed her sweaty forehead, went down her cheek, slowly and seductively sucked her lips. Her petal-like skin was caressed in the palm of her hand, and finally it became hot and hot again, and the short and eager breath sprayed against his ear, even the breathing became hot, and the body opened up, becoming soft and clinging.

Breathing intertwined, long hair intertwined, he gradually became completely absorbed, unable to extricate himself. () "Half City Fengyue" only represents the author Shishilang's point of view. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. Our position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!