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

The pain is like an invisible arrow.

Straight into her heart.

And the two people hugged each other like this, even Zhu Feng could feel that at this moment, his heart was hit hard by something.

His back arched slightly, like a wild beast, his strong muscles were full of sweat under the shadow of the gloomy candlelight, showing wild light.

His breath also reveals wildness.

But when he spoke, his voice was extremely gentle: "Nan Yan..."

Nan Yan couldn't speak, but bit her lower lip forcefully, almost breaking her lips.

Tears burst out like a bank.

it hurts!

Zhu Feng stretched out his arms and hugged her up. The weak and slender body was lifted up by him, almost embedded in his hot body.

At this time, Nan Yan finally couldn't help it, and bit his shoulder.

"...!"

Finally, he was in pain.

But the pain made him laugh. He tilted his head, gently kissed her tear-soaked temples, and then hugged her harder.

With a throbbing, the silver hook beside the bed loosened, and the curtain fell.

Like a cloud of smoke, it enveloped them.

The moonlight is perplexed, but only sweet murmurs can be heard. In this heavy night, the farther it floats...

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Spring is great.

The sunlight coming in from the window shone on the messy bed.

A piece of brocade was hung by the bed, half of which was lying on the ground, while the other half was covered on the body on the bed.

Of course, the cover is not complete.

The white shoulders and half of the slender back were exposed.

Fortunately, the weather is already cold by this time.

What's more, there is a stove as warm and even a little bit hot.

After the whole night of entanglement, Zhu Feng still did not feel that the high temperature in his body had dropped a little.

Even after seeing the body in his arms that had been crumpled and was about to shatter, the flame burned again.

But it doesn't work.

Last night's excessive demand, she had collapsed several times under him.

It's almost broken.

Even at dawn, she could only shed tears unconsciously, whispering for mercy, and didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

But it still didn't relieve the fiery desire in the body.

He stretched out his big palm and gently stroked her white shoulders.

There were also many pink traces left, and on her slender body, it looked a bit pretty.

Zhu Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, couldn't help lowering his head, and took a light bite.

The body in his arms trembled slightly.

She is not awake yet.

But even in the dream, this familiar touch made her realize that what was coming was a violent invasion.

She was disturbed, and subconsciously murmured: "No more..."

"..."

"No more..."

"..."

"pain……"

Zhu Feng chuckled lightly.

He leaned down and kissed her gently on the shoulder, looking at the blushing little face.

There was a slight frown between the eyebrows, and there was a slight flinch between the eyebrows, as if he was really scared, and the lips were slightly red and swollen, and there was a little injury—I left it.

The whole person seemed wronged and innocent.

Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her eyebrows with his thumb, as if trying to spread her frowning eyebrows.

Whispered softly: "I, did you use that much force?"

As if feeling something, the butterfly-wing eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly, Nan Yan opened his eyes.

A pair of misty eyes, still confused, looked at him.

Zhu Feng also looked down at her.

When two people got so close, they could almost clearly see themselves reflected in each other's eyes.

It seems that in each other's eyes, there is only oneself.

After a long while, I heard Nan Yan say softly: "The emperor..."

Because of groaning and even crying all night, her fragile voice was hoarse, and she spoke at this time with a little chaos that had not yet been completely peeled off in her dream.

It looks lazy and sweet.

Zhu Feng only felt a tight belly.

He took a deep breath before suppressing the flame in his body, trying to make himself look calmer.

Although, breathing has been a bit heavy.

Said: "Huh?"

"..."

Nan Yansi didn't realize the danger was right in front of her, she still looked at him blankly, and said: "The emperor..."

"Ok?"

What are you going to say?

He looked at her patiently.

After a long time, Nan Yan whispered: "It hurts..."

"..."

Zhu Feng was startled.

I couldn't help but laughed.

He hugged her, and his thick palms gently stroked the slippery but trembling back.

"Does it still hurt?"

"..."

Nan Yan didn't understand.

She was at a loss all over, but she felt her big palms hugging herself tightly.

heat……

The flames that had burned her all night last night seemed to burst again.

"I--"

She wanted to say something, but it was too late.

I only felt that the tall body, with flame-like heat, covered her body once again.

Her limbs and a hundred skeletons, even with room for thinking, were once again destroyed by the man in front of her.

The limbs are soft and almost boneless, like flower branches weak in the wind.

Only under his violent attack, let him swing lightly.

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"..."

Nan Yan was angry.

Biting the pillow hard, said nothing.

And the energetic man behind him, with a smile on his mouth, and his sweaty solid chest pressed against her back, could feel his slight tremor.

It seems to be laughing.

Even more angry.

She hadn't forgotten how this man had tossed himself up and down last night.

A hand touched her shoulder: "What's the matter?"

"..."

"Does it still hurt?"

Don't want to talk to him!

Does it hurt?

Throughout the night, how many times did I say it, and how many times did I beg for mercy?

But he didn't stop even once.

Even after dawn--

Thinking of this, Nan Yan only felt that his face was as hot as being burned by fire.

And Zhu Feng leaned behind her, his ears were red when he looked at her.

I couldn't help but chuckled, hugged her up, and hugged her tightly into my arms. Regardless of her struggle, he whispered, "Why, are you still angry with me?"

Nan Yan clenched his fist and punched his chest again.

But, bang bang bang, like hitting a rock.

On the contrary, it was himself, his hands were hurting, his face remained unchanged, and the smile on the corners of his mouth was even deeper than before.

He smiled and said, "Are you still angry? If you are angry, continue to fight."

"..."

Nan Yan beat him hard again.

The hand hurts so much that I can't speak, so I can only give up angrily.

Zhu Feng chuckled lightly and hugged her tightly.

After taking a breath, Nan Yan obediently put his face on his solid chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

Softly said: "The emperor."

"Ok?"

"I have a question for you."