Chapter 398: Attacking the Old Virgin Seven Hundred Years Ago

Feng Jing blinked, "Really?"

"I will not lie to you."

"I believe in you." She happily leaned forward and kissed him again. When she was about to leave, he held her head down to prevent her from leaving, but instead deepened the kiss.

He first traced the shape of her lips with the tip of his tongue, and finally pried open her teeth impatiently, found her uvula, and when he plundered every place in her mouth, he would arouse her uvula and her lips again. He chased and danced. It was a kiss that was so hot and lingering that one couldn't stop the palpitations. Between the lips and tongue, the sound of rapid breathing aroused the temperature of the upper body of the body. In this small room, the temperature seemed to rise.

Fengjing gradually felt difficulty breathing, and when he left for a while, she called his name softly, "Fang Yue..."

"I'm here." As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her lips again, starting a new round of entanglement.

In this uncontrolled atmosphere, his hand on her waist moved instinctively, and easily slipped into her thin underwear, touching her waist and the smooth skin on her lower abdomen. , can't help but make him want to ask for more.

All reason, all dogma, bid farewell to him at this moment.

His palm went all the way up, stretched into the bellyband, and touched the soft flesh on her chest. This was a touch he had never had before, and he couldn't help covering it with his palm, kneading it gently, reluctantly. leave.

"Hmm..." Feng Jing's eyes widened, but her lips blocked by him could not make any other sounds except moaning, but it was her unconscious moaning that made this man even more excited.

Fang Yue turned over and pressed against her, finally let go of her slightly swollen red lips, and gently licked and bit her earlobe, without stopping the movement of his hands, he said softly: "Scenery ,I like your voice."

His voice is already full of passion/desire.

"Fang Yue...you know...do you know what you are doing now...um..." The strength in his hand increased suddenly, which made her make an unbearable sound, and soon, she bit her lip again. Letting herself make this embarrassing sound, his injury is not fully healed yet, and she dare not push him away rashly.

"I know..." His ink-like eyes were clear for a moment, and he kissed the corner of her eyes, and the next sentence was very serious rather than full of passion/desire, "Since the first meeting , After Fengguang left, I went to Zangshu Pavilion, and I knew that what I wanted to do with Fengguang now was to do the same as those people who practiced dual cultivation."

So before he knew that she didn't agree to the Kunlun disciple's intercession, as long as he thought that she would do such a thing with other men, he would feel jealous.

What followed was another despair that made him feel disheartened.

He had never set foot in the beautiful world, and he couldn't even kill that man.

This is the first time that the Taoist senior brother who has always cared about the world and is known as being upright and selfless will sometimes want to kill someone out of selfish desires.

"Scenery..." His kiss landed on her brow, her cheek, the corner of her lips, and finally the fair neck, "You are mine, right?"

The hand covering her chest stopped moving, and the man pressing on her was looking at her quietly at this moment, with no light in his dark eyes.

He was waiting for her answer, an answer that seemed to be used to judge whether he was guilty or not.

Guangming caressed his face with two hands, stared at him for a long time, and finally said: "I am yours."