Evil Phoenix Rebirth: Emperor Zun, God-defying Favorite

Chapter 424 Direct Threat
When the two came to the fourth floor of Biluo Pavilion, the meal was like Feng Qinyan's first talent test, it was not known if it was lunch or dinner.

On the fourth floor of Biluo Pavilion, the style remains unchanged.

On one side is an oval jade pool, and on the other side is a couch with a jasper low table.

Light fragrance, refreshing.

The two walked to the low table, and Dong Yu had already asked Guanshi Zheng to prepare a table of dishes.

"Why do you want to eat here?" Feng Qinyan sat with her knees bent, her legs casually placed on one side.

"No one bothers you." Di Youming smiled and sat beside Feng Qinyan.

"Aren't you sitting across from each other?" Feng Qinyan turned her head to look at Di Youming.

With a flick of his long sleeves, Di Youming pulled Feng Qinyan into his arms.

Gentle and measured movements did not hurt Feng Qinyan's wound at all.

Feng Qinyan looked up at Di Youming's sharp-edged profile.

"Yan'er is injured, of course I'll feed you." Di Youming lowered his head slightly, put one hand on Feng Qinyan's waist, and the corner of his mouth curled into a charming and enchanting arc.

Feng Qinyan felt Di Youming's hand on her waist, looking at the noble and beautiful him, she slapped her eyelashes lightly and said, "I can do it myself."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qinyan bent her arms as if nothing had happened, and reached for the bamboo chopsticks on the table.

"Yan'er, moving means that I can do whatever I want to Yan'er." Di Youming's deep and beautiful eyes looked down at his bosom, and his deep voice was full of provocative charm.

Feng Qinyan paused for a moment, raised her eyebrows and withdrew her hand, but she was not really what she appeared to be, she was fine.

Di Youming knows better than her.

Di Youming held her arm in one hand, picked up the bamboo chopsticks in the other, and asked, "What would Yan'er want to eat?"

"It's all right." Feng Qinyan replied lightly.

Di Youming picked up a dish and brought it to Feng Qinyan's lips.

Feng Qinyan looked down and opened her mouth to hold it.

Di Youming picked up the same dish again and delivered it to his mouth.

Feng Qinyan chewed the food in her mouth carefully, her heart beat a little faster and looked at Di Youming, she thought she would hate this feeling, but she didn't.

Di Youming curled his lips and turned to look at her.

Feng Qinyan blinked lightly and said, "How do you know, what do I like to eat?"

Di Youming said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Because my heart is all on Yan'er."

Feng Qinyan was stunned.

Di Youming didn't suppress his longing for the person in his arms for a moment, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Feng Qinyan was startled.

Di Youming's hot kiss had already pried her lips open.

Then it got out of hand.

Di Youming frantically demanded, with a strong possessiveness.

At the beginning of Feng Qinyan, he entered and she retreated.

But in the end, he was strongly possessed by Di Youming, and his consciousness became clouded.

Thinking about how much she missed him from the bottom of her heart, Feng Qinyan didn't retreat, but took the initiative to cater to Di Youming.

Di Youming was overjoyed from the bottom of his heart, put his arms around Feng Qinyan's waist, and became even crazier.

"Yan'er, I miss you very much." Di Youming said in a deep voice.

Feng Qinyan took the initiative to touch God Youming's lips, she felt that he missed her.

Di Youming pressed Feng Qinyan into his arms, the domineering longing kiss, tossed and repeated, with deeper and deeper desire.

Until Feng Qinyan frowned and let out a "hiss" in pain.

Only then did Di Youming realize that he hurt Yan'er.

Seeing that Di Youming had an air of restraint, he wanted to say something.

Feng Qinyan said lightly: "I'm fine now."

Di Youming hugged the person in his arms lightly, leaned on his chest, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

The two continued to eat.

Feng Qinyan was a little absent-minded, and always felt that Di Youming wanted to lock her up, as if he was afraid of losing her.

Is she too indifferent?
(End of this chapter)