The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 102 Don't move, I'm afraid of fire

Feng Qianya turned her head slightly to avoid meeting his fiery eyes that were about to start a fire. She found that recently Xuanyuan Mochen looked at her like a long-hungry wolf seeing the most delicious food. He wished he could devour her in one gulp, leaving no scum.

Seeing her avoiding, Xuanyuan Mochen raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, his hot eyes were still focused on her beautiful face, a charming smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his tone was low and hoarse, "Feng Qianya, if it weren't for this The king said that he would not force you anymore, this king really wants to kill you right now."

After saying that, his big white hand tightly wrapped her small jade-like hand, and held her small hand against his left chest, his fiery eyes deepened, and his crimson lips parted slightly, "If one day, You are willing to live in this king's heart, and you are willing to let this king live in your heart, that day will be the day of your real wedding."

At this moment, whether it is his eyes, expression, or words, there is a sincerity and seriousness that has never been seen before.

Hearing his words, Feng Qianya's eyes trembled slightly, and the small hand on his chest shrank slightly, but he pressed it firmly on his chest.

She clearly felt the strong heartbeat there.

One after another, as if wanting to jump into her heart through her palm, so tenacious and persistent.

She raised her eyes and stared at him, with a little smile on her brows, and the corners of her lips raised a little unconsciously, her fingers as thin as onion roots caressed his crimson lips, and slowly approached him, as he seduced him A faint kiss was printed on the man's lips, "Are you looking forward to that day?"

His big white hand took the opportunity to sink into her silky blue hair, reattached her lips, kissed her softly, and said in a low voice: "If there is a day, this king will tell you with practical actions."

After saying that, he pulled her into his arms with one hand, hugged her tightly, and the soft kiss on her lips turned into a lingering frenzy.

Feng Qianya closed her eyes slightly, and rested her jade hand on his strong chest. At this moment, she was wandering between refusing or not.

Therefore, she still did not respond to Xuanyuan Mochen's kiss.

However, Xuanyuan Mochen was tirelessly kissing her more and more passionately. His big white hand rubbed her back, and the hot temperature in the palm of his hand burned Feng Qianya's skin like a fire, making her feel her body heat up. .

She pressed against Xuanyuan Mochen, feeling that his body seemed to be hotter than hers. She wanted to keep the distance between them so as not to get burned, but Xuanyuan Mochen's big hand was tightly wrapped around her waist, without even a little bit of it. slack.

The frantic kiss on the lips continued, and the body temperature of the two soared faster.

Feng Qianya opened her closed eyes abruptly, almost losing her mind, she pushed Xuanyuan Mochen away with her jade hands, raised her eyebrows and looked at him and said: "Stop kissing, if you kiss again, I'm afraid of you The gun went off."

"Gun? What gun?" Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his fiery eyes, and he felt even more uncomfortable when he was suddenly pushed away.

He stretched out his long arms uncontrollably, pulled her into his arms again, lowered his head, and attached her pink lips.

But at this moment, the voice of the "uninvited guest" Feng Ying came from outside the door.

(End of this chapter)