Chapter 890: Bridal Chamber Flowers and Candles
Style:
Gaming
Author:
FengliuxiangWords: 1074Update Time: 24/01/11 22:08:32
"Hold me tight!" An Yi lay on the man's shoulder and shouted softly.
Feng Qingchen frowned and lowered her eyes. The dim candlelight shone on her pale lips. The woman who was usually as arrogant as a tigress actually had a slender and frail look, as light as a chrysanthemum.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you continue to hug me?"
An Yi didn't answer, but held his neck tightly, burying her face in his shoulder, coveting the warmth of his body.
Her lips accidentally brushed the man's Adam's apple.
Feng Qingchen's body became a little stiff and she said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and let go now, otherwise..."
An Yi shook her head, her little face rubbed the man's neck, and her fine hair brushed the man's head, tickling it.
Feng Qingchen's eyes darkened, and he turned over and pressed her on the bed. A bit of scorching heat penetrated from the depths of his cold phoenix eyes. There was a sharpness hidden in the flow of light, like the edge of a cold blade, a kind of extreme Keen Yan.
Unable to hear the man's heartbeat, An Yi's heart shivered violently and for a long time. She suddenly became stubborn and struggled again, pressing on Feng Qingchen's body, hugging him tightly like an octopus.
Feng Qingchen frowned. Could it be that this was his first time? He is the feared King Guangping!
An Yi's little face was pressed against the man's chest, listening to the heartbeat of the living heart, and her two little hands hugged the man's graceful waistline tightly.
Feng Qingchen slowly lowered his head, raised his charming long eyelashes, and kissed the woman's lips.
If you are deeply in love, you should care about his top and bottom.
When An Yi woke up, the sun shone on her face. She stretched out lazily. The surrounding environment was strange yet familiar.
It’s Lihua Garden! The whole courtyard was quiet, very quiet.
An Yi sat up and the brocade quilt covering her body slipped off, revealing a large area of fair skin.
An Yi was stunned for a moment, and intuitively pulled off the quilt on his body. Last night...
Just when she was in a daze, a cyan figure came in, wearing a white gauze singlet, black knee-coverings with gold hooks, black hair tied casually behind her, and a charming light red on the skin exposed under the collarbone. Traces, radiant and gorgeous.
The man held a tray in his hand with two bowls of hot noodles.
He glanced at An Yi and put the noodles on the table, "You are hungry, get up and eat noodles!"
Anyi immediately pulled the quilt and covered his head.
Feng Qingchen stepped forward and pulled off the quilt covering her.
An Yi's hair was disheveled and she quietly peeked at Feng Qingchen through the gap.
Feng Qingchen couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that the wedding ceremony came a little late!"
An Yi pulled her hair to cover her face: "Whoever wanted to marry you was the one who took advantage of me last night!"
Feng Qingchen narrowed his eyes coldly. The gorgeous Miao light was like a peony blooming enchantingly in the white mist. "Last night, you held me and refused to allow me to leave. Have you forgotten? Besides..."
Feng Qingchen suddenly trembled at the corners of her lips, turned away from that handsome face, lowered her long eyelashes as thin as cicada wings, and blocked those gleaming phoenix eyes, "You forced me to do this!"
Anyi covered her head helplessly. She was indeed the one pressing on him last night, but she definitely didn't take the initiative! Besides, the two of them had been sleeping in the same bed before, and nothing happened!
Feng Qingchen stepped forward, his huge figure enveloped An Yi's body, and he looked at her eagerly: "You have eaten up everything now, are you going to deny it?"