Chapter 393 Let You Be My Woman
Before Nan Yan could react, she felt a burst of heat coming over her. Zhu Feng lifted up his wide cloak and covered her from both sides.
Only a small head was exposed, with a red nose and wide-open eyes, looking at him with a shocked expression.
It looks like a little rabbit I raised when I was a child.
She was very cautious in everything she did, and she occasionally revealed a silly temperament, which made him want to pinch her. But after pinching her, seeing how painful she was, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
He himself couldn't figure out whether he wanted to hurt her or felt sorry for her.
He lowered his head and looked at her: "Are you still cold?"
“…”
How could Nan Yan say anything?
Where can it be cold?
His body temperature and breath gathered behind him as his cloak closed, enveloping her completely. For a moment, she felt more than just warm like spring.
She felt like she was about to melt in that scorching body temperature.
Seeing that she was speechless, Zhu Feng was not angry. He just looked at her silly look as she forgot to avoid his gaze. He felt the soft and fragrant little body in his arms shivering as it approached him. This feeling made his already hot body even hotter.
He desperately needed to calm himself down.
But there is no tea here.
So, his eyes were fixed on her slightly red nose, and her thin lips that were slightly pursed and looked a little watery.
He still remembers the taste—
So, without thinking, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Yes, it still felt the same. Her lips were slightly cold and even trembling as she let him take what he wanted.
And he, as if afraid that she would catch a cold, kept kissing her. Gradually, her lips became hot and the taste was as sweet as before.
Zhu Feng felt that it was not enough, nothing was enough.
There was no strong fragrance of powder on her body, and no deliberate sweetness of rouge on her lips. It was just a faint taste that belonged to her. It was so light, but it made him unable to stop.
His hands gradually wrapped around the small body in his arms, holding it tightly.
Why are you still so thin?
It felt like if I hugged her any harder, she would break into pieces.
In fact, he did hear her soft sobs, because the long and passionate kiss almost made Nan Yan unable to breathe, but she didn't know how to push him away - she didn't have the strength to resist, and was even more addicted to this passionate kiss that almost drowned her.
Finally, Zhu Feng slowly let go of her lips.
When the two people's lips parted, a cold wind blew, and their breath turned into a wisp of mist, lingering together and slowly dissipating in the air.
Zhu Feng lowered his head to look at her, her misty eyes, and her thin lips which had become slightly red and swollen due to his abuse.
He whispered, "Still cold?"
“…”
This time, Nan Yan was very obedient and shook her head.
It's not cold anymore.
Not only was she not cold, she was almost as hot as the chest that was pressed against her.
Zhu Feng finally stopped getting angry at her. He just looked at her in a daze, as if she was still immersed in the kiss and couldn't get out. He pursed his lips and chuckled.
He said in a deep voice: "I want you to enter the harem and become my woman."
“……!”
Nan Yan's heart trembled again.
The mist of confusion just now dissipated, and she opened her eyes wide and stared at him blankly.
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