Chapter 713 Feng Qinyu's Kiss

Looking at Feng Qinyu's equally calm face with both eyes, he finally smiled wryly, "Isn't I owe you this sword?"

He saw Feng Qinyu's hand holding the sword was trembling, as if he was holding back something.

He raised his eyes to look at her, seeing the tears in her eyes, sliding down from her eyes, hot tears dripping down her slender chin.

"Dongfang Yunlie, to what extent do you have to be forced by me before you can think for yourself?"

Her words made Dongfang Yunlie stunned again, he didn't think he was so stupid, but this time he couldn't understand the meaning of Feng Qinyu's words.

"Jiu'er, you..."

His words had just reached his lips, but they were blocked by Feng Qinyu's sudden kiss.

This move of hers made Dongfang Yunlie freeze on the chair, and for a moment he even forgot how to respond.

It's just that those slightly trembling lips could feel the softness of the two pieces covering his lips. His heart was beating very hard, and the feeling of being like a hallucination became stronger and stronger.

His hands clenched the armrests on the side of the chair, that kind of fear he dared not face.

Jiu'er...is actively kissing him.

This kind of illusion is too unreal, even in a dream, he dare not have such a beautiful dream, as if this kind of behavior...is too extravagant.

He was stunned for a while, and the fear in his heart did not disintegrate. Finally, he suddenly laughed from the bottom of his heart.

So what if it's a dream?Just treat him as a luxury.

Finally, he began to respond, holding Feng Qinyu's waist tightly with both hands, and kissing him lovingly, but that short response made him seem to be addicted, and he couldn't stop.

It seemed that no matter how much he kissed her, he felt dissatisfied.

In the entire imperial study room, there was only the sound of the two panting breaths, which gradually accelerated and deepened little by little.

For so long, Dongfang Yunlie has never been like this moment, dreaming such a dream that he never wants to wake up. .

Even if it was just a dream, he felt that God was pitying him.

In fact, this feeling of wanting to stop is not only him, Feng Qinyu also feels the same.

All the way back from her hometown, she unknowingly quickened her pace, and in her heart, she wanted to see him like crazy.

When he heard him tell Sun Boqin that he would go out for her and protect her from all worries, she wished she could rush out from behind the curtain immediately.

But she found that she didn't have the courage to step out at all.

It wasn't until Sun Boqin left that he fell off his chair in order to get the memorial. It was because of her that it was so difficult for this man who called the wind and rain to stand up now.

Finally, she plucked up her courage and stood in front of him. Seeing him looking at her in disbelief, Feng Qinyu's heart ached so badly. It was after such a great despair that such a reaction would appear.

And all his pain and despair were brought to him by her, an ignorant woman. He loved her so deeply, but she refused to give him a trace of trust.

Feng Qinyu's heart became more and more guilty and distressed, and it seemed that only in this hearty kiss could it be vented.

I'm sorry, brother Yunlie...

Tears gushed out of her eyes again, salty, and dripped on Dongfang Yunlie's lips.

At this time, Dongfang Yunlie, who was indulging in her kiss, suddenly came back to his senses when he tasted the salty taste at the corner of his mouth, and opened his eyes, facing Feng Qinyu's tear-stained face.

(End of this chapter)

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