Chapter 906 Strategy... I Heard that Cucumbers and Eunuchs Are More Compatible!

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Feng Guang blushed, feeling that if she just diverted her attention, she would look too weak, so she opened her eyes wider and stared at him openly.

Song Wuxia smiled and mouthed a few words, "I will love you well tonight."

Feng Guang's face was even redder and looked like it was about to smoke, but the guy had already turned his head back. She looked at Baili Mo beside her and saw that there was nothing wrong with his expression, and she was relieved in her heart.

She felt that sooner or later, Song Wuxia would scare her into having a heart attack.

The paddock arrived soon, and the guards began to set up camp. While Baili Mo walked away, Song Wuxia came to Fengguang's side. Fengguang hurriedly looked to see if he had noticed their side, and then was pulled by him. He stopped and walked to a remote place and hid behind a tree.

Before she understood what he wanted to do, her lips were kissed by him. Song Wuxia's warm tongue penetrated all the way, stirring the semen in her mouth. It started to stir.

Feng Guang hurriedly held down his hand that had reached into her clothes, and said nervously: "Song Wuxia...someone will see it."

"The old emperor is busy talking to Baili Mo, no one will come." After saying that, he had already pulled open her collar, and a hot kiss fell on her delicate collarbone, all the way down, it was her White breasts.

Fengguang hugged his head buried in her chest, panting, but tried her best to lower her voice and said: "My father is still here."

"That old and dim-eyed prime minister?" He had already opened her red bellyband and took a dogwood on her chest.

She snorted, with an angry look on her shy brows, "That's my dad."

"The scenery is enough for me..." He bit harder in retaliation.

"Song Wuxia... be gentle..." Feng Guang inserted her fingers into his black hair and softly shouted the word "pain".

Of course, Song Wuxia couldn't bear her pain, so he took the red dogwood in his mouth soothingly, and gently slid it with the tip of his tongue, completely igniting the fire in her body.

Feng Guang's legs softened, and he put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his arms. Finally, his kiss gradually fell on her belly, and kept going down...

Feng Guang's clothes were half open, and the left piece of clothing had slid down her forearm, revealing one side of her perfect figure. When she realized what he was going to do, she squatted down and threw herself into his arms. Hug him tightly.

Song Wuxia's eyes were confused for a moment. He gently touched the back of her head and asked doubtfully, "Don't you like Feng Guang?"

It's not like he has never done that kind of thing for her. She understands what Song Wuxia means. Even if Song Wuxia doesn't say it, she knows it in her heart.

He was always afraid that he could not satisfy her, so he tried his best to make up for it in other places. He felt that he could not bring her real happiness, and he did not want to wrong her, so he wronged himself.

Even if Song Wuxia was willing to do it for her, Feng Guang could never be said to like him. Since she had chosen him, she had chosen to accept everything about him. The intimacy between lovers has never been about who pleases the other.

Compared with physical desires, what gives her the greatest pleasure is the harmony with his soul.

As long as she really likes him, even a simple touch will make her feel extremely happy.