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

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

"——!"

Nan Yan trembled all over.

Suddenly, he froze there and did not dare to move.

At first glance, I was frightened.

However, it didn't seem to be fear, but a kind of panic and helplessness-after all, she had just woke up from a coma for several days, and in this way, for a woman, the shock was indeed a bit too big.

Seeing her cautiously, Zhu Feng took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Feeling a little trembling in her arms, she gently stretched out her hand and stroked her back.

"Don't be afraid."

"..."

"I, I just scared you."

Nan Yan's body trembled again, but did not raise her head, only buried her face low.

Like a timid little rabbit.

Zhu Feng sighed and slowly hugged her into his arms, letting her cling to her body, feeling her heartbeat, and every breath, and then solemnly said: "Listen."

"..."

"I want you, but I will definitely want you when it is upright."

The little woman in her arms suffocated her breath again.

Zhu Feng's breathing was also a bit heavy, and said: "I have something to say to you at that time."

"..."

"No matter what you... ever happened..."

"..."

"I want you."

"..."

"You can only be mine."

"..."

"Have you heard?"

After speaking, he looked down at Nan Yan's blushing face, even the tips of his ears were so red, he only buried his head and didn't speak, and then hugged her and shook her: "I ask you, did you hear me?"

"……I heard."

The voice is low, just like mosquitoes.

Zhu Feng looked at her, only feeling soft in his heart, and said: "Then, what do you want to tell me?"

"..."

"Ok?"

In fact, he didn't really want her to say anything. Although this girl is usually brave and even dared to fight against the emperor, she stammers every time at this time. She just nods her head and dare not say anything else. .

However, he just wanted to tease her.

Want to hear something, what he wants to hear.

So, holding this small, limp body, clinging to his chest, he asked: "I want to ask you something."

"..."

Nan Yan raised his head slightly and looked at him.

His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes flickered to avoid him.

She whispered: "Slaves..."

"Ok?"

"The servant is willing to..."

"..."

"Slaves, very happy..."

After saying these words, she saw Zhu Feng's face suddenly changed.

Those eyes have always looked very deep, and two clusters of fireworks suddenly appeared in the eyes that people could never detect.

She subconsciously stunned.

But before he could react, Zhu Feng had already pinched the back of her neck, bowed his head, and grabbed her lips again.

This time, more wild and presumptuous than before.

Nan Yan only felt that he was going to be eaten by him, and even his breathing was swallowed.

She just held her breath stupidly like this. I don't know how long it took before Zhu Feng was satisfied, letting go of her tooth-scarred and tortured lips.

Putting his forehead against her, Zhu Feng gasped slightly.

But Nan Yan, blushing as he was about to drip blood, leaned on his shoulder obediently, and tried to calm his breathing and heartbeat.

At this time, Zhu Feng said: "I, I have sent a handwritten letter back to Jinling and gave it to the queen so that she can prepare it."

"..."

"When we are done in Beiping, we will set off back to Jinling."

"..."

"After you go back, I will make you a concubine."