Feng Qingchen straightened his body and felt the warmth of the woman's tears falling on his back. He raised his eyes and faced the blood moon. There seemed to be some power surging in his chest. He caught the woman. In front of you.
An Yi¡¯s eyes were red from crying, her little face was wrinkled and pitiful, and she no longer looked like she had before.
Feng Qingchen thought of the look in the woman's eyes that said goodbye to him just now, and there was something in her heart. She couldn't help but curl up her lips with a look of love and pity, "From now on, everything you have is mine." !¡±
An Yi was startled and quickly raised his head, realizing that his hug revealed too much emotion.
Sensing An Yi's shrinking, Feng Qingchen hugged An Yi. The man's beautiful profile looked particularly strange under the blood-red light of the moon.
An Yi suddenly became nervous. She pointed in the direction in which Wu Qiong was escaping: "Wu Qiong ran away, aren't you going to chase him?"
"I found something more interesting than chasing him!" Feng Qingchen said in a low voice, jumped into the room from the window with An Yi in his arms, and immediately threw An Yi on the bed.
An Yi was about to dodge when he saw a huge figure covering him from top to bottom.
An Yi's eyes trembled, and she saw the man lowering himself, his silky black hair falling on her body, and his gleaming phoenix eyes staring at her closely.
"Feng Qingchen, haven't you forgotten me a long time ago? Don't be like this" An Yi panicked. She didn't know how many times she had done some mental construction in so many days before she forced herself not to think about him anymore. Look at him, even if she is by his side now, she can still feel calm, because she is ready to leave and fulfill him, but now, under the pressure of the man's phoenix eyes, An Yi suddenly feels a wave of panic all over her body. So soft, how many days and nights of being entangled with men have been in her heart. This is the man she once loved deeply, the man whose two hearts were so close!
Feng Qingchen stretched out her white fingers and gently pulled the hair on An Yi's forehead. There was a hint of evil in his eyes, which were red, just like the blood moon.
An Yi's body was trembling slightly. She turned her face away, forcing herself not to look at the man's face.
Feng Qingchen¡¯s fingers slowly slid to the woman¡¯s neck.
An Yi clenched her hands. Could it be that she had misunderstood that this man actually wanted her life?
The man's fingers lingered on her slender neck for a long time. An Yi's heart was beating loudly and she closed her eyes.
Now she is no match for him, even if she dies, she will admit it!
Feng Qingchen looked down at the remaining woman, her fingers slowly moved back, and slowly untied the thin red rope around An Yi's neck, which was the rope of her underwear
An Yi only felt the thin red fabric slowly sliding down her body. She raised her eyes, and the curtains swayed slightly, revealing a stunning blush.
An Yi couldn't help but raise her arm and hold the man's arm. Her body trembled slightly in the cold winter air. Her eyes were full of desire, but she also dodged.
Feng Qingchen's long thick eyelashes cast long shadows, and her eyes were fixed on An Yi.
Feng Qingchen didn't know what was wrong with him. There seemed to be another person in his body. That person was so eager to cherish the woman in front of him that he wanted to rub this woman tightly and fiercely into his body forever. Don't let her go. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com