Killer Concubine: Obtaining the Emperor's Heart by Mistake

Chapter 708 Watching Live Erotic Palace (15)
Qian Jin knew very well that when the world war broke out, there would be no such days between her and him in the future, so she was very selfish, and she really wanted to spend every day with Han Nanfeng like this.

Originally, she was still slightly resisting, but Qian Jin respected the desire in her heart. She took the initiative to climb Han Nanfeng's neck and greeted him. She needed him. At this moment, she gave up. man.

Regarding Qian Jin's sudden change, Han Nanfeng was slightly taken aback, and then he was more satisfied, and a sweet taste suddenly emerged from the deepest part of his heart.

It was an unprecedented feeling! !

Entangled and entangled, over and over again, the two of them did not leave the palace all day long.

When Qian Jin woke up, Han Nanfeng was still asleep. She took out the hand that Han Nanfeng was holding and carefully touched his fair face.

She has to write down his eyes, his nose, his lips, every inch of his skin.

"What are you looking at?"

Just when Qian Jin was looking at Han Nanfeng obsessively, he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the little hand that was trying to escape from his face and squeezed it hard.

Chapter 338 What Are You Looking At? 2
"It hurts..." Because Han Nanfeng squeezed her hand heavily, Qian Jin couldn't help but frowned. In fact, her hand didn't hurt very much, but she didn't want to answer Han Nanfeng's question. Could it be that she wanted to tell him that she'd been watching him since she woke up? he.

"Pain?" Han Nanfeng frowned slightly, then moved Qian Jin's body lying on his chest to look at her lower abdomen, and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Following Han Nanfeng's gaze, Qian Jin became angry again, wondering if this man was reincarnated from a sex monster in his previous life, and he actually looked straight at her like that in broad daylight.

Qian Jin twisted her body to stick close to him, although he had already seen and touched her body, but it would make her very uncomfortable to let him look at her in broad daylight.

But Han Nanfeng knew that Qian Jin was sticking to him shyly, but he deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, and said with a light smile, "Are you inviting me?"

"..." Qian Jin wished that there was a gap in the bed at this moment, if there was a gap, she would definitely slip in, no matter what this man said, he couldn't get away from those lewd topics.

"Hand pain." After a long silence, Qian Jin suddenly said calmly.

Han Nanfeng quickly let go of his clenched hand. The back of the hand was indeed a little red. He held her hand with both hands and rubbed it lightly, then put it on his lips and kissed her lightly, "Not now. It hurts."

Han Nanfeng looked down at Qian Jin in his arms, only to find that Qian Jin looked at her with the eyes of a monster, looking puzzled.

That's right, Qian Jin has never seen such a gentle Han Nanfeng, and his gentleness is still towards her, can she not be puzzled, can she not understand.

"Are you Brother Nanfeng?" Qian Jin boldly reached out to touch Han Nanfeng's face and asked expectantly.

(End of this chapter)