Chapter 121

Smell speech, night leave brake face a stagnant, pupil tiny open, seem to hear wrong same.

Feng Mo Chen can't hear his answer, cold and bloody fingers gently brush on his face, action gentle, careful, eyes coagulate his dark pupil.

His hair was a little messy, his face was stained with some snow, his eyes were so clear, and her little mouth made her heart move.

"If you keep silent, I'll take it as if you agree." With a smile, the corners of her mouth curved, and her words fell, slowly approaching his lips and lowering.

Until, touch the cold and soft lips, and the petite body suddenly stiff, her fingers sticky snow and cold, slowly holding his chin, a woman up and man down posture.

His lips are bright red, soft and smooth, and his lines are perfect. He is like a charming flower waiting for bees and butterflies to pick.

Feng Mo Chen pursed his lower lip. He felt a heat wave rising between his lips, rising to the top of his head and gradually spreading all over his body. His heart was also crisp and restless.

She is like an overbearing and powerful Queen, kissing his lips, biting, the action is not clumsy.

Night from the brake did not resist, obediently raised his head, opened his eyes to see her face close at hand, the kiss on his lips hiss grinding, showing a hint of crisp itch, that feeling unspeakable wonderful.

After Feng Mo Chen kisses, feeling satisfied, he slowly raises his head and gasps.

"You can rest assured that this palace will be responsible for you. When you grow up, I will marry you." After kissing, she was embarrassed to see Yeli's stupefied appearance. She snatched the first kiss from others, but she didn't express it at all.

Just now I really wanted to deprive him of his best.

That's why I want to kiss him.

"Your Highness, do you really want to marry me?" The night leaves the cha Zheng Zheng of looking at her, full eyes expect.

"Why, don't you want to marry?" Feng Mo Chen pinched his chin, then lowered his head to peck a small mouth, was about to retreat, the result waist a tight, he unexpectedly hugged her waist.

She was surprised, staring at him in consternation, see his eyes blurred, he called: "Your Highness."

She narrowed her eyes and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "why? Don't you like me kissing you? "

"No, I like it. It's just..."

Feng Mo Chen looked at his pouted little mouth, and his heart moved. He lowered his head to kiss his lips again. This time, he gave a strong kiss.

Maybe the weather is too cold, the body is too cold, need a trace of warmth, plus just met the adventure, each other's hearts are afraid, afraid.

Night from the brake did not expect that she asked him.

When the soft and fragrant cherry lips came, his eyes flashed, and there was water mist, and the waves were full of dream and joy. The next moment, the thin lips opened, and he was willing to let her lilac tongue come into the scene, looking for exploration in his mouth, and constantly deepening.

Feel his change, then slowly close eyes, feel his hand tightly clasped his slender waist, can't allow her to have the opportunity to regret retreat.

In fact, she didn't want to step back.

His lips are so cool, so soft, the breath in his mouth is as fresh as mint, isolated from the wet clothes, and his petite body is with the blazing heat. People can't help but indulge in it.

Such a taste, so beautiful, so beautiful that she even wanted to give him to her sister?

Damn it!

Feng Mo Chen angry himself, slightly open mouth, shell teeth in his lips heavily a bite.

Night from the brake stuffy hum a, but did not avoid, continue with her close fit, tongue entanglement.