"Can you stay by your master's side and don't go anywhere?" He continued to speak in a low voice.

Ye Chong was buried between his neck, with red eyes: "Don't go anywhere?"

"Don't go anywhere."

Ye Chong sniffed, trying to make the sound less hoarse: "Food with me?"

“Follow.”

He nodded: "Where are you taking a shower?"

"……Wait for you."

Blushed, "Where to sleep?"

"……Together."

Somehow, Ye Chong was so panicked that he subconsciously wanted to escape from his chest, but he was slapped again by him at the moment he wanted to move. A heavy breath was overturned, and the cold snow was under him. As soon as he touched it, his whole body shrank and then was forced to hug him.

The man curled the corners of his lips, as if he was very satisfied with her approach.

But she was also reluctant to leave her touching a hint of coldness.

The wind and snow are cold and whispering in his ears. He opens his hands. Turning hands is clouds, turning hands is wind.

In a blink of an eye, the person beneath him had already fallen into the soft clouds.

Ye Chong looked at the man on his body with a dull look. At this moment, his deep and charming phoenix eyes were as deep as a god, and there was an unfathomable feeling and desire, like the eyes of a wild beast. It was suppressing it so hard that it was about to spit out fire...

From there, Ye Chong felt a sharp rise in desire. Although she knew vaguely what was going to happen next...

Kissed her from her forehead, eyebrows, nose, lips... all the way.

His thin lips were much hotter than usual, and even a little hotter.

Maybe it was love | I wanted to burn my body, Ye Chong always felt that he would lose his mind like this, and his body trembled slightly because of this, but...

Every move he made was extremely gentle.

It can even be said to be with warm love.

It was like a little ant gnawing at its skin bit by bit.

Numbness, beauty, obsession...

He grabbed her two soft and boneless hands and placed them on his shoulders, but Ye Chong couldn't help but hooked his neck.

Seeing her taking the initiative toward her, Feng Chenran smiled softly.

Ye Chongqing looked up in confusion, and the corners of his lips were very beautiful, especially with such a gentle smile.

However, her loving eyes increased the desire in Feng Chenran's eyes.

At that moment, the clothes shed off were covered, and they were honestly facing each other. The two ironed bodies were covered in the clouds and fairy mist.

It is as hazy as if it is separated by a layer of fog.

But they clearly reflected themselves into each other's eyes, except for each other, they could no longer tolerate anything else.

Ye Chong felt the man's heartbeat for the first time, powerful and calm, but at this moment he became slightly quicker.

The close-up stare made her unable to help but caress her. His outline and lines were beautiful, and his slightly cool fingertips seemed to be there and there was nothing, slid from this handsome face that was both angry and angry, and outlined a beautiful curve all the way.

This seemingly inadvertent action accelerated the man's tense desire and suddenly grabbed her finger. Ye Chong was shocked and it was too late to escape. He forced her body to make her unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the junction between each other is slowly approaching, slowly, slowly.

Ye Chong's breathing trembled gently. She wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

At such a time, he seemed to not allow her to stop him.

So, what about her?
Chapter completed!