Feng Yu Jiu Tian

The pain of suffocation continues to the end, becoming a feeling of numbness. Everything slowly slowed down, Feng Ming's eyes widened, and he could clearly feel the sound of blood being trapped in his brain.

Just when he heard the sound of welcome from the **** of death, Rong Wang let go of his hand.

Slowly, carelessly retracted his hand from Feng Ming's neck.

He watched Fengming staggered into the water without expression, and finally, standing on the edge of the bath from the water because of his instinct for survival.

Water drops dripped on Fengming's head, setting off the confusion of His Royal Highness.

Such a small method has been used countless times on the Prince, and he has also heard his humble cry, and even proved that he has absolute control over him in the most unacceptable way.

Quietly watching Fengming in the water, in those familiar eyes, there was crystals that Rong Wang had never noticed, making him throb for no reason.

How did it happen?

In the eyes of the stupid, introverted and visionless Prince, who is degrading his reputation as a prince, why is there such a strange look? Wouldn't he be ugly immediately, crying for mercy?

As if feeling fun, Rong Wang put aside the idea of ​​watching and approaching Fengming. Raise the chin of the person in front of you so that you can see his face clearly.

Yes, it is indeed the familiar face of the prince. In front of this handsome face, thinking of the incompetence of the prince, he could only sigh with the adjective of embroidered pillow on him. The naked body was covered with the traces of shackles left a few days ago. King Rong can still remember how the Prince timidly begged for mercy.

Although this person is useless, he does have a good body. Rong Wang grabbed Feng Ming's wrist and took a good look at his slender body. There are countless women who can be pressed on the man who bears the crown of prince, and that kind of satisfaction is different.

Pressing on him is like pressing down on the land of Sealay, and everything that has been taken away can be imagined to have been retrieved.

Incompetent prince ... ………… ..

There is no denying the temptation of this body. If he is not the prince who is about to dominate the country, but a male prostitute who sells flesh for a living, should he have a better chance to show value?

He despised the person in front of him, but he knew the sweetness of the body. Rong Wang complied with his desire, picked up the drowsy Fengming, and placed him on the Dali brick floor beside the bath.

"Frightened by drowning in water?" Rong Wang knelt on the knee with one knee, and looked indifferently at the unsuspecting body under the eyelids. He used to blame in a contemptuous tone: "Don't pretend in front of me. Can't afford my compassion. "He reached out and squeezed Fengming's face.

It wasn't Rong Wang's hand that made Fengming wake up, but the cold touch of marble on his back.

The moment when Rong Wang was released into the water, perhaps because he had just traveled through time and space, the soul suddenly couldn't control the newly received body. Suddenly unable to feel or hear anything, like thinking into another spacetime.

Fortunately, after a brief loss, I regained consciousness. Feng Rong's hurtful words were not heard at all, and he didn't know how to leave the bath and lay on the floor.

Naked body, put from the warm water to the cold ground, the taste is really uncomfortable, Fengming's consciousness gradually recovered, groaned in a low voice, and the confused eyes began to have focus.

"What are you doing?" Finally found her current situation, Feng Ming pressed the discomfort of her whole body and reluctantly spoke.

Rong Wang's hand is constantly declaring ownership on his undulating muscles. Fine rubbing and pinching, if it was not the evil spirit revealed in Rong Wang's eyes, Feng Ming would almost think he was massaging his sore body.

Fengming raised her hand and pressed Rong Wang's fingers that continued to rag: "Stop!"

"Huh?" Rong Wang smiled lowly, and easily pressed Fengming's hands against his head backhand. Leaning closer, biting Fengming's lips gently with his teeth: "His Royal Highness is magnificent today." His face changed in a blink of an eye, and the cold infiltrated into the heart of the words: "Do you mess with me again?

Even though the hands imprisoned above her head hurt almost as if they were pinched, Fengming still stared unyieldingly and stared at Rong Wang: "Do you dare to do this to the Prince?"

"Isn't this always the case? Why do you suddenly feel wronged today?" Rong Wang raised his eyebrows playfully.

"You ..." Fengming's eyes turned and she took a cool breath.

Isn't it clear? Although he "reborn" again, he has become a high-level prince, and he is not five short stature and looks good.

However, the mess in the palace is not only that Master Tong can collide with the prince at will, but the so-called Regent King-King Rong, who truly controls the power of the country, actually treats the prince as a delicious meal.

And-look at the traces on your body and Rong Wang's attitude, this is not the first time this meal has been eaten.

Get around, this originally thought that he could enjoy a splendid space-time travel, but actually a man who was vented by men?

No no, this is ridiculous!

"Asshole! Let me go!" Fengming changed her face in seventeen or eight looks, and finally realized that the crisis was in sight, and fought a cold war, and immediately drank at Rong Wang.

"Dare to scold me?" Rong Wang raised his eyebrows, looked close to Fengming's face, opened his mouth, and bite the red lips with a beautiful arc.

"Woo ...." There was a sting on her lips, and Fengming hummed unpreparedly. There was a faint **** smell coming to his throat, maybe it was bitten by Wang Rong.

Never be eaten by a man! Fengming tried to avoid Rong Wang's bite, and yelled indistinctly: "... let go ... don't ... **** it ..."

The pain kept coming from the lips, and this rude Rong Wang didn't seem to like deep kisses. Instead, he was interested in the two red lips that kept tormenting Feng Ming.

Soon, Feng Ming, who was feeling the blood in his mouth more and more, realized that shaking one's head from side to side to say one or two objections intermittently was useless.

In his own way, against his own body.

Thinking of this, Fengming no longer avoided the bite of Rong Wang's lips. He suddenly opened his mouth and bit him by surprise.

See who is cruel?

The white teeth kept pushing, closing the teeth with the determination to bite off a piece of meat.

Rong Wang was startled, and it was too late to abruptly retreat. The intensity of the bite on his lips passed him a message between the electric light and flint. This Prince was here today.

The instant reaction developed by Xi Wu from an early age made Rong Wang raise his hand quickly, without hesitation, pressing **** Feng Ming's neck.

"Ah!" Feng Ming was slackly reflected after a sudden blow at the back of her neck. Taking advantage of that moment, Rong Wang immediately withdrew, Feng Ming's body pressure immediately reduced, and his hands returned to freedom.

All confrontation and evolution took only a few seconds.

Feng Ming had not yet struggled to sit up from the floor, and Wang Rong pounced again, pressing Feng Ming under his body with a strong body.

A pair of deep eyes were already angry, staring at Fengming fiercely. Rong Wang molars said, "How dare you bite me?" The thin lips, often with cold smiles, are now full of blood that is constantly exuding.

To Rong Wang's surprise, the person under the control of both hands was not scared by the anger, and his whole body shivered and wept silently. On the contrary, the prince always avoided the eyes of others, and at this moment he did not evade the eyes of King Rong. In those seemingly bright eyes, there were some flashes of anger that could be called anger.

Feng Ming thought that he was weak and pushed away. He was strong and definitely belonged to the violent Rong Wang. He used the most warning vision to look at Rong Wang: "I tell you, although now I have weak hands and feet, my body is sore. If you do anything to me, tomorrow, tomorrow I must ... "The heart was weak for a while, and my eyes began to dim.

Asshole! I haven't finished the threat yet!

Damn travel in time and space, the **** ex-prince was tortured into a ridiculous body, which left me with no chance to finish speaking. With countless complaints and awkwardness, Fengming closed her eyes and fell into darkness.

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When he woke up, he was dizzy, and Feng Ming looked at the antique and luxurious roof. It took him a long time to remember his encounter.

tragic…….

But more tragic things seem to be coming.

When Rong Wang's handsome face appeared above his head, Feng Ming clearly realized this. In fact, Rong Wang is not old and should be similar to the prince's age, but the terrible momentum is always around, making people want to fight chills.

Isn't it a good idea to play a villain on TV? That handsome but vicious man ...

"His Royal Highness, what are you thinking?" In a sarcastic tone, Fengming knew that Rong Wang was extremely disrespectful to the Prince. Feng Ming looked around, and the maids and servants in the Prince's Palace stood silently, even with the autumn basket, and no one dared to raise objections to Rong Wang's attitude.

It seems that King Rong is indeed the real master of the West Lei Kingdom.

It turned out that the prince who was fostered in the palace was just a plaything. Moreover, the reason why the prince jumped into the river and gave Feng Ming the opportunity to be reborn was forced by a brutal Rong Wang.

"I'm asking you!" Suddenly his jaw was raised lightly. Wang Rong asked Fengming as proudly as his companions.

Feng Ming was so angry that he fell back angrily: "Hum, Cao Cao!"

"Cao Cao? What is Cao Cao?" Obviously, the adulterer before him had not read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

He was too lazy to explain what Cao Cao was to him. Fengming suddenly remembered an important question. He turned his head and stared at Rong Wang: "I asked you, did you treat me yesterday ..." I really can't ask that word.

Today's prince is particularly interesting. He is no longer speechless, and no longer frightened by everything, just asking for his own peace. Rong Wang looked at Feng Ming's nervous expression, and suddenly felt fun, leaned closer to Feng Ming's neck, and learned Feng Ming's tone and said, "Hey, is there ...? Is there ..."

"Asshole!" Feng Ming punched away, making a fuss.

The Nanquan practiced by the uncle at the orphanage from an early age has played a role. Thunder can't cover his ears, right in the face of King Rong.

Handsome and arrogant face, a little bruising in the blink of an eye.

This is a development no one would have expected.

And everyone's reaction in the moment was no response.

With the surprise of Rong Wang's face, the whole hall was silent. Everyone had no blood on their faces, and immediately stepped back cautiously, as if anticipating what would happen, and walked cleanly, even the door of the temple was silently covered.

With a punch, he hit Rong Wang's face, and Feng Ming knew it was bad. But although he was not a violent, he was inherently stubborn. In order to fight for a breath, he often ignored his bruises and wanted to avenge his children who bullied him. They must be beaten worse than himself. Today, like King Cao Cao, who was reincarnated today, he was unwilling to be compelled to play the role of dedicating his emperor. Of course, he refused to swallow his voice.

"You hit me?" Rong Wang looked at Fengming inconceivably: "Bite me yesterday and I haven't settled with you yet. How dare you hit me today?" Do you have a soft feet?

Feng Ming shook her head: "Less nonsense, say! Did you force me yesterday ..... forced me?"

"Not the first time, why bother so much?"

Has it been ...

Fengming's pupils shrank, her fist clenched again. Before throwing his punches, Rong Wang lazily continued: "But I've never been interested in people who are unconscious like dead fish."

The punch that was almost thrown out was finally collected, Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Hum, you are smart."

For some reason, Rong Wang was not angry, and even laughed: "What else can we ask?"

Fengming didn't like the sudden change at all. He certainly has many, many questions to ask, but at the moment, he just wants to be as far away from this abominable "Cao Cao" as possible.

"There is nothing to ask, you go." Fengming consciously chose the tone and wording that the Prince should use for himself.

Rong Wang leisurely said, "You're done, it's time for me to ask." The childish tone seemed to hide the speculative organs.

"Ask me? Any questions?"

"First, who the **** are you?" Suddenly, Han Han's tone became.

Fengming stunned: "I?" It was too late to respond, and Rong Wang flung fiercely in the next second. Feng Ming's hands were caught immediately above her head and could not move.

Rong Wang's breath sprayed into Fengming's ears: "You are definitely not a prince, who are you?"

"I'm a prince." At this time, he could only die as a dead duck. If you say that you are a ghost, you will be burned to death immediately.

"You're a prince?" Rong Wang sneered: "You obviously don't know the prince at all, you're flawed everywhere. How could the prince have the courage to bite me? How dare you do it to me? Don't say you jumped and jumped into the river. The performance of this book has become so thorough, I know exactly what the Prince is. Say! Who sent you? "