The Phoenix Girl of Jiangmen: The Mad Concubine Fights the World

In the early morning, the sun shone through the window and shone on the small bed in the room.

The faint shadows under the thick eyelashes, the morning light falling on the coquettish face, seems real and unreal.

Ai Muli, who was sleeping, felt something cool slipping over her face, very comfortable and comfortable, her slender fingers were as cold as jade, from her forehead to her neck, every inch of skin on her face seemed to be covered by fingers Caressed slowly.

Ai Muli's eyes slowly opened, gradually becoming clear from the initial mist.The purpose of entering is Feng Qiwu's ordinary face, but it makes people's heart rippling.

Looking at the bottom of her eyes, there is a trace of tenderness. [

There was a [-] second blank in the brain, and then Ai Muli remembered the passionate night last night, and her face was covered with a layer of crimson.

A faint smile floated on Feng Qiwu's face, a pair of jet-black pupils stared at Ai Muli with the burning heat of fireworks, stroking Ai Muli's hair with his hand, and said in a low voice: "Are you awake?"

Ai Muli rubbed her eyes and yawned lazily.

"Still sleepy, do you want to sleep a little longer?" Looking at Ai Muli's tired look, Feng Qiwu frowned slightly.

Ai Muli shook her head, she looked calm on the surface, but in fact, only she knew that her heart was beating very fast at the moment.

The past life plus the present life, last night was her real first time.

Therefore, Feng Qiwu is her real first man.Thinking of this, Ai Muli's heart couldn't help being a little hypocritical.

I had to cover it up by yawning, but I couldn't keep yawning.

Ai Muli raised her eyes secretly, and glanced at Feng Qiwu quietly, just in time to meet Feng Qiwu's bright black pupils, staring at her with full doting and love.

When she saw the shy state of her little daughter, the corner of her mouth hooked evilly, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

This smile made Ai Muli's shyness go away.

Under the bed, Ai Muli punched and kicked Feng Qiwu with all her hands and feet, "Why are you laughing, what's so funny!"

Feng Qiwu smiled even more wickedly, reached out to grab her hands, turned over and pressed on her body, the corners of his mouth curled up with evil charm, "Li'er is in good spirits, I thought you were exhausted last night..."

Ai Muli's face flushed red immediately, her whole body seemed to be on fire, she stared at him tenderly without saying a word.

Feng Qiwu smiled and stretched out his hand, smoothed the hair on her forehead gently, and asked softly: "Did I hurt you last night?"

"..." Ai Muli was slightly stunned, and then she understood what Feng Qiwu meant by 'inflicting pain'.

Damn, as far as the real guns on the bed are concerned, she is a paper tiger. He suddenly asked her like this, which really made her feel uncomfortable. How should she answer!

Since she didn't know how to answer, Ai Muli simply didn't answer, and stared at Feng Qiwu with a blushing face.