Chapter 316 Fu Yunqing, You Can’t Run Away Now

Xuan Yue was like a ignited wildfire today, and she would not give up until she caught up with Fu Yunqing.

The two of them chased each other, occasionally exchanging a few moves, which scared the water birds on the lake and caused them to flee in all directions.

They circled the woods three times, going deeper and deeper, and finally ran to a reed marsh.

Xuan Yue saw that Fu Yunqing was trying to hide in the reed marsh again. If he slipped in, it would be even more difficult to catch him.

After thinking about it, she gritted her teeth, took a run-up, jumped up on the tiptoes, and gave him a desperate kick at the back.

Fu Yunqing heard the sudden gust of wind behind him and rolled over on the ground to avoid it.

Xuan Yue kicked into empty air and was unable to retract his kick in time, and with a splash, he fell into the lake.

Fu Yunqing stood up straight and looked into the lake. Seeing Xuan Yue struggling in the water, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Little she-wolf, you're too angry. This time you can cool down your temper. I'm leaving now!"

As he said this, he turned and left, but heard Xuan Yue screaming in the lake:

"Fu Yunqing, don't, don't go, I can't swim..."

Fu Yunqing laughed so hard that he fell backwards, with a look of disbelief on his face:

"Princess Beicang can fight a wolf with her bare hands, but she can't swim?"

"Fu Yunqing, you bastard, ah..."

He just thought Xuan Yue was trying to trick him and continued walking back.

But the flapping sound behind him became smaller and smaller, and the shouting became weaker and weaker. He could not help but look back, only to see Xuan Yue's pink skirt slowly sinking like a withered lotus, leaving only ripples on the water.

Fu Yunqing felt his heart suddenly shrink: "Xuan Yue!"

He shouted, tore off his outer robe, and plunged into the lake.

The lake water was icy cold. Fu Yunqing held his breath and dived to the bottom of the lake, finally grabbing Xuan Yue's wrist.

Her body was as soft as a leaf, and her long hair spread out in the water like black algae.

Fu Yunqing struggled to drag the person ashore, stepped on a reed with his feet, and placed her body on it.

Looking at Xuan Yue again, her face was blue, her body was soaked, and there were water droplets hanging on her eyelashes. She was really motionless.

"Xuan Yue, wake up! You're not going to drown with just this much skill, are you? Stop pretending!"

The woman still didn't move.

Fu Yunqing was also a little flustered. He pressed his palm on Xuan Yue's lower abdomen and pressed hard several times. Some water overflowed from the corner of her mouth, but she did not choke or cough.

"Xuan Yue!"

Fu Yunqing was really anxious now. When his fingertips touched her pulse, the weak beating suddenly became faint.

My heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Xuan Yue, don't scare me!"

He no longer cared about the distinction between men and women, and in a hurry, he pinched Xuan Yue's small chin with his fingers, lifted her jaw slightly, and wanted to breathe through her lips.

Her lips were frozen purple and had the sweet and fishy smell of lake water.

The moment his lips touched hers, the soft touch made his eyes flicker.

Suddenly, the amber eyes suddenly opened, like two burning flames.

Then, the woman under him grabbed the back of his neck with her backhand, and using the force of his leaning forward, she flipped over and pressed him heavily onto the reeds.

At this moment, the wet clothes clung to her exquisite curves, her high S-shaped breasts rose and fell violently due to her panting, and water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair, slid along her swan neck into her collar, leaving winding water marks on her fair skin.

Fu Yunqing looked at the face so close to him. Her red lips were made even more red by the lake water. Her amber pupils reflected his panicked shadow, and there was a charm in them that he had never seen before.

His Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and his dry tongue subconsciously licked the corner of his lips:

"You...you lied to me again, what do you want to do?"

Before he could finish his words, there was a "swish" sound, and Xuan Yue actually tore open his wet robe.

Her slender fingers gently stroked his firm chest, her fingertips feeling slightly cool and wet, leaving light red marks on his fair skin.

Xuan Yue narrowed her eyes and looked at his tense body, raising the corners of her lips as if she were sizing up her prey:

"To deal with a disobedient buck like you, you have to use force!"

Fu Yunqing still spoke tough words, but his voice became hoarse: "Even if you get my body, you can't get my heart!"

However, the little bit of courage he had managed to hold on to was blocked by the woman's sudden approach.

She slowly leaned over, brushing her nose against his Adam's apple, her warm breath spraying on the hollow of his collarbone:

"Now that you have your man, where can your heart fly to?"

Her lips slowly pressed against his, and he shuddered all over. He could have pushed her away, but his body seemed to be immobilized, and he just let her small tongue entangle him tightly.

In a state of confusion and passion, Xuan Yue's small hands slowly slid down along the lines of his abdominal muscles, stopping at his belt and gently picking it up. Her small hands were still not quiet, and then...

Fu Yunqing's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt as if a taut string in his brain had snapped.

The wind in the forest picked up her scattered hair and brushed against his red earlobe.

The cunning smile and the burning fire in her eyes intertwined, suddenly reminding him of the fox fairy in the Northern Cang legend who seduced herdsmen.

When her lips came up again, he turned around and pressed the woman under him, becoming the host...

When the passion reached its climax, Xuan Yue bit his earlobe and said coquettishly:

"Fu Yunqing, you can't escape now~"