Chapter 1138 I won't say anything
"Okay." Feng Xingyao took the booklet and nodded in agreement.
Just then, Chen Yan's voice came.
"You've been feeling very sexually aroused lately, is it because you're getting married soon?"
Feng Xingyao was caught off guard by such a question, his cheeks felt a little hot, and he remembered every detail of last night.
He lowered his expression and asked seriously, "Ayan, do you mind?"
"Not really." Chen Yan's voice was slightly hesitant, as if he was weighing every word, "I just feel that..."
"Um?"
"It's been a bit long." Her hands were sore from the rubbing.
The silver-haired man lowered his eyes. In fact, he was already very restrained.
Seeing his expression, Chen Yan's heart was moved and she wanted to say something, but she saw him raise his eyes as bright as stars and said softly: "I will restrain myself in the future."
Chen Yan: “…Okay.”
…
Chen Yan and his group stayed in the dark world for more than half a month. During this period, Feng Xingyao and Shura's friends went out from time to time.
They are all busy with the wedding.
Chen Yan, on the other hand, was enjoying his leisure time.
Three days before the wedding, Feng Xingyao returned to Chen Yan.
Feng Xingyao was wearing a gorgeous purple robe, with a red jade hairpin in his silver hair, which made him look even more gorgeous. However, he looked a little tired, as if he was a little overwhelmed by the busyness during this period.
Feng Xingyao walked quickly to Chen Yan, leaned over and gently kissed her cheek, then raised the corners of his mouth and asked softly, "Do you want to try on the wedding dress?"
"Wedding dress?" Chen Yan heard this and raised her eyes to stare at Feng Xingyao, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Is it ready?"
"Yes, it's done." Feng Xingyao replied with a smile.
After saying that, he took Chen Yan's hand with a smile on his face and went back to the room together.
Then, he took out the bright red wedding dress from the storage space. When the dress was hung up, one could see that it was embroidered with intricate patterns in gold thread. The phoenixes and peonies were lifelike, as if they were about to fly out of the dress. The gold thread sparkled with a charming luster under the light, like a flowing galaxy, which was amazing.
"How is it? Do you like it?" Feng Xingyao stared at Shen Yan's face.
Chen Yan met his gaze, "I like it."
"Would you like to give it a try?"
"Okay." Chen Yan nodded, and then said to him: "You go and stay behind the screen."
Feng Xingyao's eyes were burning, and his throat slid open, "Okay."
Chen Yan took off her clothes one by one.
Feng Xingyao, who was behind the screen, heard the subtle movement and the faint fragrance, which made his mind full of imagination. He lowered his eyes, walked quickly forward, poured a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.
Reduce heat.
One cup is not enough, have two.
If two cups are not enough, then three cups.
"Yao." Suddenly, a call came from behind the screen.
Feng Xingyao's heart trembled, and his voice became a little deeper: "What's wrong?"
"Come and help me." She said simply.
"Okay." The silver-haired man who was holding the teacup had a slight blush on his ears. He put the teacup down, then turned and walked behind the screen.
The erotic scene that was originally imagined did not appear.
Chen Yan had already put on her inner garment and was standing there, looking at the wedding dress in front of her with a distressed look. The design of this wedding dress was extremely complicated, with all kinds of accessories and skirts that made people dazzled, and it was really too troublesome to wear.
Feng Xingyao felt a slight heat in his heart.
He walked up to Chen Yan and helped her put on her clothes one by one. During the process, their bodies inevitably touched each other.
Feng Xingyao's fingers would occasionally brush against Chen Yan's skin, causing a slight tingling sensation. Chen Yan could feel Feng Xingyao's breath, close at hand, warm and gentle.
Feng Xingyao is very tall, at about 1.9 meters, and Chen Yan is 1.75 meters tall.
And when Feng Xingyao was dressing her, his tall figure almost covered her entire body, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms.
When only the last outer robe was left, Feng Xingyao suddenly raised his hand and pinched her chin. With his other hand, he pulled her towards him, held her in his arms, leaned over and kissed her, madly eroding her breath.
He pried her lips open, claiming every spot.
Chen Yan was forced to endure his deep kiss. His kissing skills became more and more sophisticated, able to resonate with people's body and mind.
She reached out and hugged his thin waist and abdomen, and her hands gradually climbed up his waist and back.
Chen Yan responded to him.
His breathing became rapid, and he kissed and bit her lightly, causing Chen Yan to suddenly feel numb. "Ayan...Ayan...I like you..."
A quarter of an hour later.
Chen Yan pushed Feng Xingyao away.
Their lips became red and swollen, looking extremely erotic.
Fortunately, the clothes were not messy.
Feng Xingyao licked his lips, his eyes full of spring colors, extremely charming, he chuckled and said: "Ayan, actually I have prepared ten wedding dresses for you, you try this one first, then try the others. Wear whichever one you like."
"Ten sets?"
"Yes, ten sets."
Chen Yan frowned slightly.
That's too much.
Feng Xingyao walked closer, put the last of the outer robe on Shen Yan, then tidied her hair, and used his slender, bony fingers to wipe away the water stains from the corners of her lips bit by bit.
She was born extremely beautiful, and even without makeup, she was already breathtakingly beautiful.
Her skin is extremely white, which contrasts perfectly with the bright red.
Feng Xingyao stared at Chen Yan like this, his eyes became deeper and deeper, like the bottomless lake, "Ayan, you are really beautiful."
He took her hand and walked to the bronze mirror, "Look."
Chen Yan's gaze fell on the bronze mirror, and she saw herself wearing a bright red wedding dress. The bright color was like a burning flame, warm and noble.
At this moment, Feng Xingyao was standing next to her, and their figures were reflected in the bronze mirror. It seemed that they were indeed a perfect match.
The two held hands.
A smile appeared on Chen Yan's lips.
The silver-haired man in the bronze mirror suddenly tilted his head and lowered his eyes, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"
"I like it. Where is your wedding dress?" Chen Yan looked at the silver-haired man in the bronze mirror.
"You want to see me in my wedding dress?"
"Um."
"No, you have to wait until the wedding day before you can see me in wedding clothes." The silver-haired man's lips curled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of unstoppable smiles. He even deliberately lowered his voice, as if the low voice could stir people's hearts. "On that day, you can not only see me in wedding clothes, but you can also untie my wedding clothes with your own hands. Then I will be at your disposal."
"Ayan, I will also let you...mmmm..."
Chen Yan felt her ears burning hot, as if they were being roasted by fire. She reached out to cover his mouth and scolded him, "Don't say dirty words anymore."
This fox is becoming more and more outrageous.
During this period, his desires became stronger and stronger.
After Shen Yan let go of her hand, he returned to a serious look, then leaned over and kissed her cheek, "I won't say anything more."
Just do.
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