Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Zhu Feng's heavy breathing seems to be not his own.

He stared at those confused and steamy eyes, but his sobriety didn't seem to have any effect at this time.

He couldn't say anything.

There is nothing to do.

The two people are too close, breathing lingering, and the breath is completely mutual.

Maybe, it's the kind of taste that makes people dizzy.

I don't know how long it took, Nan Yan's slightly swollen red lips lightly opened, and murmured: "The emperor...up...?"

The voice was a little nasal, but at the moment it sounded unspeakably delicate and sweet.

Zhu Feng exhausted the greatest perseverance of his life to control her voice and swallow her red lips together.

He never knew that his perseverance was so weak that it could even be said to be vulnerable.

He frowned slightly and only coughed slightly: "Yeah."

"emperor……?"

"what?"

"emperor……"

"..."

Hearing Nan Yan's repeated calls to herself, Zhu Feng understood a little bit. She was not fully awake yet, just looking at him and reacting intuitively.

He looked at her confused eyes: "How is it?"

Nan Yan smiled at him.

"The emperor... really good."

"..."

Zhu Feng took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to poke away the wet hair on her face.

"Still uncomfortable?"

At this moment, Nan Yan was very well-behaved and shook his head gently.

A little soberness finally returned to her mind at this time, she subconsciously lowered her head and looked at it.

Immediately uttered an exclamation: "Ah——!"

She pushed Zhu Feng away, but with this push, she fell on her back.

Suddenly fell into the water.

She was panicking with her hands and feet, but the surrounding pool walls were covered with smooth white marble, which made her unable to stand still, and she couldn't hold her back, so she threw desperately in the bath.

The huge water splash continued to splash.

Zhu Feng sat on the side and watched her tossingly for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help it. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulled her with a big hand, and pulled her back into his arms again.

"You, what are you messing about?!"

After struggling, Nan Yan was originally ill. At this time, she was even weaker and panting in his arms.

His face was so red that it was dripping with blood.

Especially at this moment, she saw herself sticking to him again, he was okay, his strong chest was exposed, and there were one or two scars on it that could be a man's meritorious service.

Looks strong and wild.

As for himself, there is only a close-fitting skirt on his body, which has long been soaked.

Especially on the chest--

How can this be? !

How could he and him soak in the bath like this?

She was so flustered that she couldn't ask what to do, but she stretched out her hands against his chest in shame.

I want to push him away, but I don't really have much strength left.

Feeling her rejection, although soft and weak, Zhu Feng's brows were still tightened.

Especially, her body has been moving restlessly, and touching him made him a little harder.

He gritted his teeth and pinched the back of her neck to make her raise her head to face him.

Scarlet, staring at her with almost fire-breathing eyes.

"If you move around again, I am here, I want you!"