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

Nan Yan was silent for a while.

But slowly, he sat back by the window.

The cold moonlight shone on her face, causing her eyes and expressions to reveal a bit of coldness. She calmly said: "Okay, I see. Xiaoyu, you go down and rest."

"Niang-"

"Go down."

When she saw her like this, she was planning to continue waiting. Ran Xiaoyu suddenly regretted that she had desperately told her what she had just seen, even if she waited hopefully.

But now, Nan Yan's face gradually turned pale, and her expression was so sad that even if she tried her best to pretend to be calm, she couldn't hide it.

In her heart, she must have begun to feel uncomfortable.

Ran Xiaoyu felt very angry, but didn't know whether he should be angry with herself or whom.

After a long silence, she could only withdraw slowly, closing the door.

Then, he left silently.

Nan Yan continued to lie on the windowsill, listening to Ran Xiaoyu's footsteps in the distance, watching the surrounding landscape gradually sinking into darkness, as if her mood was being swallowed by something at this moment.

But she still cheered up and looked outside.

However, maybe because of the expectation in her heart was swallowed up, her languid spirit became even more sleepy at this time. Looking at the darkness in front of her, listening to her lonely breathing and heartbeat, she gradually closed. Closed eyes.

In the chaos, but couldn't help but mutter, and said what was in my heart——

"Are you really not coming?"

"..."

"But I'm still waiting for you..."

She muttered, resting her cheek on her arm and fell into a drowsiness.

And just when she was chaotic and not very awake, she felt a warm and familiar breath approaching, and she paused for a while, as if listening to her murmur, after a long while, she made a sound and laughed. Sigh low.

Then, he stretched out his hands and picked her up.

Nan Yan felt as if she was flying through the clouds and fog, with a feeling of being suspended in the air, illusory and unreal. That feeling made her feel dangerous. When she subconsciously wanted to grasp something and rely on something, she really leaned in. With a chest.

Warm and firm chest.

The slight ups and downs made her feel more real and reliable. She subconsciously wanted to open her eyes, but at this moment, Wei Shi was so sleepy that she couldn't even lift her eyelids, and only faintly felt the tremors. Then, he was put on the soft bed.

A hand stretched over and gently brushed away the messy hair on her face.

Then, it seemed to be reluctant to linger on her forehead, cheeks, earlobes, and even lips.

When the lips were gently rubbed, Nan Yan subconsciously opened the lips and let out a shallow groan.

"Well--"

Immediately, the hand froze.

There was also a heavy gasp in the ear, as if he was trying to suppress something, but there was a sense of urgency that was almost uncontrollable.

Nan Yan finally opened his eyes.

I saw a familiar face, right in front of my eyes.

Zhu Feng's two hands propped on the bed, and on both sides of her body, he could barely support and cover her body, although at this time, he really didn't want to be so considerate.

Especially when I just walked down the steps, I saw her sleeping on the windowsill.

Eyelashes are slightly curled, lips slightly curled.

Her breathing was short of breath, as if she was a little uneasy, her whole body shrank slightly, as if she was experiencing some unspeakable pain.

She picked her up, and when she walked to the bed these steps, she felt more like she felt something. She desperately drilled into her arms and even scratched his neck with one hand.

Different, but even more tickling.

At this moment, looking at her under her body, making a sweet low moan, Zhu Feng only felt that he had been holding back his anger for a day, and at this moment he was almost unable to restrain it.

I just want to wake her up severely and let her feel the impulse and heat in her body.

So, he leaned down, wanting to get the sweetness of her lips first.

However, as soon as she opened her eyes, the kiss that was about to fall stopped again.

Look at her quietly and see how she reacts.

But for a long time, there was no response.

Zhu Feng looked straight into her eyes, watching the water vapor and mist in it, as if her soul was still in perplexity, unable to extricate herself.

After a long while, hearing her vague voice, she whispered: "The emperor..."

"Ok."

"Aren't you, aren't you coming?"

"..."

Zhu Feng frowned: "What did you say?"

"Aren't you, did you go to Kang Yu's place?"

Nan Yan's sanity hadn't recovered at all, and he didn't even have a consciousness. Whether he was facing a real person or an illusion in a dream, he was just intuitive and vented his dissatisfaction.

"You hugged her and went to her."

"..."

"Why are you back?"

"..."

Zhu Feng's brows tightened.

There is no doubt that someone has put his own black material in front of her.

Just now, he did carry Kang Bi Feng Qianyan back to her Jianfu Palace. After all, she was there alone, and her ankle was injured again. She couldn't even stand up. He couldn't ignore it and let others come and carry her back.

Although, after entering Jianfu Palace, he saw a very soft and comfortable bed inside, with wine and some side dishes prepared on the table, and the air even filled with a light sweet fragrance, which made his heart hot and anxious. a bit.

He is no stranger to this method.

The harem concubine inviting pets, there are many more methods than this.

However, when he put down Feng Qianyan, he felt her soft little hands grasping his own skirt, and gently scratching his chest with her fingertips without a trace. It was indeed very attractive.

This situation is indeed very difficult for a man to refuse.

If he didn't still think of Nan Yan in his heart, or was a person with a weak mind, I'm afraid he would stay.

When I came, I was "questioned" by her.

Zhu Feng frowned, looked down at her, and said in a deep voice: "Why, do you want me to stay there?"

"..."

"Don't you want me to come back?"

"..."

"If that's the case," he darkened his face, and was about to get up: "Then I will leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't even have time to stand up. Suddenly, Nan Yan stretched out two hands, tightly wrapped around his neck, pulled him down, and hugged him tightly.

At this moment, even Zhu Feng was stunned.

He opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he felt that his originally soft arms were holding him tightly at this time, and he refused to relax at all.

Nan Yan's voice rang in his ears--

"Don't go!"