Chapter 656 (1/2)

Dragon Zixuan hung his head, then saw her cold and gorgeous side face, the depression in his heart seemed inexplicably less, but still depressed.

”Finally, yes, I'm here for you, especially for you.”

His enchanting eyes were staring at her, and the voice of deep resentment rang out slowly in her ears, and the action of wiping her hair stopped again.

The warm breath sprayed on her cheek. Fengyu felt that her face was itchy. She couldn't help but move her neck to stay away from him.

Long Zixuan's eyes darkened a little. He suddenly put the towel in his hand on the bed, picked up her face and hung his head to kiss her.

Lips together, his kiss domineering and lingering, like rain breeze in general, continuous and dense entanglement with her.

Between the nose and breath, the breath puzzles people.

Fengyu's head was dizzy, but not to the point of dizziness and ecstasy.

She opened her eyes and looked at the enchanting face in front of her, feeling a little angry and funny.

This man has been kissing her recently.

If she had known that, she would not have told him about the seed left in her body by her father. In this way, he would not dare to touch her casually, and he would not dare to kiss her if he wanted to.

”Close your eyes, dear.”

His thin red lips pecked at the corners of her lips, moved all the way to her ear, and bit her earlobe gently. The voice of the devil was hoarse, luring and deadly sexy.

Fengyu let him hard to kiss his earlobe, the body brings weak shudder, but completely within her control.

Her eyes some misty looking at him, cold voice with a trace of dry dumb, way, ”I don't know.”

The thin lip of the ear stops slightly, and the Dragon Zixuan laughs low. The charming voice flows out slowly from his throat. It seems to have a fatal charm.

”If feather likes to kiss with open eyes, I'd like to satisfy you.”

With that, his lips fell back to her lips, and he gave her a strong kiss.

This time, he also opened his eyes, four eyes tightly together.

Fengyu can clearly see the deep feeling and doting in his evil eyes, as well as a trace of deep pity.

Although no heart, but she still felt the position of her heart uncontrollably hit by something heavy.

It can't be calmed down for a long time.

Eyes suddenly closed up, she did not dare to continue to look at the eyes, for fear that a little inattentive, it will be inhaled again, no longer break away.

Longzixuan palm holding her face, eyes color deep many, he suddenly ended the kiss, forced Fengyu's face in his arms.

His big palm gently stroked the back of her head, with lustful voice, which made people blush and heartbeat.

”Feather, stay with me again, I swear, this time, I will never hurt you again.”

Feng Yu closed his eyes and didn't speak.

For a long time, long Zixuan sighed and was silent.

He can't push too hard Too much pressure will only backfire.

In the silent room, Feng Yu reached out and pushed his chest. He raised his head from his arms. His face was dyed with a trace of blush and said, ”it's late. You go back. I want to have a rest.”

Long Zixuan's throat moved, and his voice said in a low voice, ”I'm not sleepy, little feather. You can sleep. I'll just sit here.”

Feng Yu

She rubbed her eyebrows and said, ”if you don't want to sleep, you can go back to your room and sit.”

He sat by the bed, where could she sleep, though she was not sleepy.

Long Zixuan chuckled and said, ”little feather, but I want to look at you.”

If he goes back to his room, where can he see her.

Feng Yu's eyes fixed on him, but his face did not change. There was no embarrassment of being stared at, and there was no intention of going back.

”Whatever you want.”

Fengyu took the towel and threw it to the round table on the ground. Then he opened the quilt and lay down.

She turned over and faced the wall, leaving a back for long Zixuan.

As for the back, it should be covered in the back.

Long Zixuan looked at the back of her head and held her hair in his hand, a little damp.

Although he has been very careful to wipe, but did not wipe very dry, at most is not dripping.

He reached for the towel on the table and continued to wipe the end of her hair.