"well……"

Sighing softly, the beautiful woman stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Ye Feng's face, but suddenly stopped in the air.

"Today... let's make a break."

The fireworks were gone, and the slender and soft fingers stroked Ye Feng's slightly growing stubble, and a tear hit his lips like that, as if he was afraid of waking him up. The nice voice lowered a little, "Do you know that you are my king, even if you are the place where you are at the end of the world."

The falling tears radiated a halo in the moonlight, and the trembling lips covered the corner of Ye Feng's mouth. The actions that should have been skillful at this time seemed so awkward, as if she was just a beautiful girl who had just tasted love for the first time, and she dared to secretly kiss while her lover was sleeping.

However, the tears were like beads with broken threads, constantly sliding down her face, destroying the picture full of pink bubbles.

Ye Feng also slightly regained his consciousness because of this touch. He was ignorant and could not distinguish between reality and dreams. He just instinctively hugged the people around him, sucking desperately with tears in his mouth, just like a person walking on the edge of death in the desert, desperately looking for a faint trace of vitality.

The fragrance between his hair was mixed with a faint smell of tobacco. He looked for loopholes in Ye Feng's mind like a ghost. He suddenly opened his left arm and pinched his slender waist hard, but his right hand had already climbed to Yufeng, pressing her under him with absolute strength. The man under him was like a deer falling into a hunter's trap, tremblingly opening his eyes, and oozing out a desolate panic and confusion under the moonlight, crazily plundering Ye Feng's remaining rationality.

"Well..." A moan fell into his ears gently, shattering Ye Feng's already broken fortress.

Ye Feng, who was breathing heavily, groped with his hands to the snow peak that had been ravaged and red. With a thorn, he tore open the annoying barrier. His snow-white body bloomed like the soft jade of Hotan under the moonlight. The sudden coolness made the two bright red spots on the snow peak slightly protrude, and it fell into Ye Feng's eyes, but it was so delicious that he actually opened his mouth and sucked it.

The stubble scratched the tender skin, and the stinging pain made the people under him bit their lips, unable to extricate themselves from enjoying the slightly painful joy. The twisting legs rubbed Ye Feng's lower body, like the summoning of a demon, urging people to fall into the abyss of danger.

A slightly cool finger penetrated his shirt, groping for his sculptural abdominal muscles, stirring up a manic flame, burning Ye Feng's eyes torn apart the last layer of obstacle between his jade legs, releasing the already furious object.

"Give me……"

The person beneath her made a trembling voice, just like the begging when a drug addiction attack, weak and humble.

In an instant, Ye Feng, who was almost lost, thrust suddenly, and the hot and hardness suddenly filled the warm path.

Sweat dripped on the snow peaks and slowly slid down the skin, just like the traces carved by the jade spring flowing out from the deep valley beneath one.

The air was filled with chaotic breathing and wet desires. The narrow and tight place was like a small mouth constantly teasing the ominous thing that penetrated into it. The impact of the body echoed in Ye Feng's mind, and the waves caused him to let out a low roar.

The body under him kept twisting, causing a pair of towering mountains to appear to be about to collapse. The numb pleasure stimulated every nerve, and every opening and closing of the pores exuded the most primitive breath.

The fragile waist arched incredible curves, and the silver-glowing nails fell deeply into Ye Feng's rock-like hard shoulders, tearing out blood marks.

The pain was pain again, and the pain that had nowhere to vent made his impact even more violent.

After a while, the word "Ah" only made half of the rhythm, and the round lips were occupied by Ye Feng's domineering kiss. The breathing filled with alcohol, the strong chest and the beauty of the lower body made the graceful body in the night tremble, and frantically cater to Ye Feng's rhythm. When he climbed to the top of desire, the plundered path suddenly tightened, and his fair body seemed to have just come out of the bath, covering a layer of powder mist.

Ye Feng's huge size was so sucked by the narrow and tight that it was floating in the air. The crow's figure was shaking in front of him, and gradually overlapped with the person in front of him. His strong waist pushed his body forward, and a burning heat added a bright color to the path under him.

After the passionate red wave faded, Ye Feng stared blankly at everything around him.

"What the hell is going on?"

His eyes suddenly stopped, staring at the overdrawn beauty and then looking at the shallow tooth marks under the snow hills, and a faint body fragrance floated over.

It's the smell of a crow.

The breath of her that was unique and desire only lasted for a night in his more than 20 years of life, but it has been remembered until it is unforgettable.

"It's her, it's her." He was as tough as he was, but he could hardly help but shed tears.

Kissing the long eyelashes and delicate nose soaked by sweat and tears, the shallow breath made Xiao Yefeng want to raise his head again, climbing up the snow-covered hill with his hands and savoring the familiar body temperature and smooth skin.

Ye Feng took his round ear beads and murmured vaguely: "You are so beautiful, like a lotus..."

Gently rubbing her lips, ripples appeared in Ye Feng's mind, and indescribable love filled his chest. The longing day and night was as thick as the morning mist that could not be dissolved, covering his eyes and his heart.

The beauty under her seemed to be immersed in the wild scene just now, and her slightly frowned eyebrows seemed to tell her master's reluctance.

Thinking of the past, the heat in his lower body became more and more intense. Ye Feng gently advanced into the previous land of Peach Land, and his delicate ** touched his ears, knocking his soul one after another. Even the full moon outside the window was so ashamed that he hid in the clouds as thin as a cicada's wings, but he occasionally showed his figure and looked around secretly. The satisfaction of possession was like a pool of clear water, nourishing Ye Feng's dry throat. At this moment, he felt that he had endless power, and even his eyes became much clearer.

He gently stroked his long black hair, absorbed the familiar and unfamiliar breath, felt the dampness under him, and a hint of redness appeared on his face. A pair of jade hands covered his strong chest and gently kneaded it, as if to resist the huge depth. Ye Feng couldn't help but let out a "hiss..." sound. Such a desire to refuse was still revealed, but the message was picked by the Youjun. Who was the one except her? A strand of disobedient long hair swept over the snow peaks with his rhythm, and some accidentally slid down the mountain and landed in the gully in front of her chest, but caused the lustful red makeup to touch the corners of her charming eyes, and gasped, seducing Ye Feng wished to rub her into his body, straighten his waist, and rub her elastic and perky buttocks with both hands, but stared at the stunning beauty that was unspeakable.

Speed, climbing, and the people under him seemed to be dripping with water. Ye Feng kept rushing through the entrance and exit, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out from the shiny wheat-colored skin. Every drop of blood seemed to be whispering comfortably because of this joy.

The snow-white figure supported his body, and even looked at the entrance and exit, shyly catering to his every impact, but stirred up waves of halos of the snow peak.

The depressed gasps seemed to be painful, the vague and gentle moaning, the silky eyes, the rosy cherry lips, the shiny breasts, the waist without a trace of fat, the constant tightening of the peach blossom, the gurgling spring, everything was captured by Ye Feng.

The impact caused by vision hit every inch of his skin, and every muscle was tense and torn apart. Ye Feng's breathing was as heavy as the roar of a lion, but his body was so happy that he was about to fly up to tens of thousands of miles. The huge weapon was subjected to unprecedented resistance. The wet desire in the air was as strong as the gravity at the center of the earth, forcing him to rush through the turbulent raid toward the end of the corridor.

Suddenly, a warm current dispelled the crazy stickiness. Ye Feng also leaned down softly, holding the snow-white Rouyi and gradually fell asleep with a smile.

Since the news of losing her, Ye Feng has not fallen asleep peacefully for a long time. What he didn't know was the beautiful woman around him sobbing faintly after he fell asleep.

The night after the lingering feeling was as sank as the screen after the movie ended, covering the screen that once shined with bright light.

She knew that the man around her was always like that, as dazzling and unattainable as the burning sun, but she belonged only to the darkness and could only imagine the distant figure that could not be seen under the night sky.

Just yearning for the warmth of the day, she asked herself over and over again, but couldn't find a positive answer.

His past is just a beautiful flash left by a meteor when it crosses the night sky, so short, but it is one of her few beautiful memories.

Countless times, she longed to return to that dreamy night. The beautiful time treasured in her heart was like a bonfire, lit up her cold heart.

From that day on, she realized that what she had was a beating heart. Looking at the hand tightly held by Ye Feng, tears slid down her face in a ruthless manner.

The hand seemed to be the bonfire that she had always longed for but dared not touch. She was greedy for the warmth but feared that the heart wall built by herself was melted little by little in the beauty of the fire.

"Only people like them are worthy of you, but I... have long been broken."

She has experienced countless life and deaths and has long been disdainful of parting, but the bonfire in her heart makes her miss this man all the time.

She knew that she and him were ultimately unattainable beauty, but she was unwilling to extinguish the fire in her heart for a long time.

She knew that her identity would bring him endless troubles, and she would be suppressed by those heavy thoughts and could not breathe.

In front of him, she could only look up humbly, but she also wanted to stare side by side with him, but she could only do this, change her appearance and say her final farewell.

Thinking of parting, the pain was like a thin fishing line, shining with a cold light, cutting her heart one after another, cutting down those beautiful fragments, and cutting down the gorgeous fire.

The blood and tears in my heart fell like a dripping in the dark night.

"It's time to leave, finally...it's still like this..."

He gently pulled out his hand, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground one by one, put on Ye Feng's shirt, and tied buttons one by one, so carefully, as if he was going to attend a grand ceremony.

The voice in my mind kept reminding me that if I love him, I would cut off everything with him, but she was so eager, slower, and slower time... It's a pity that time did not stop for him and her.

Kissing Ye Feng lightly, he flew into his eyebrows, "Farewell, my king..."

The darkness before dawn wrapped the thin figure of the shirt, so firm and helpless.

The moment she opened the door, she heard the murmur in the dream of the person behind her: "Xiao Ai..."
Chapter completed!