Chapter 1711

Qin Zong took away his breath, and Yan Tao felt vaguely dizzy.

Waves of shuddering pleasure rose up his spine.

She was unusually weak in her legs. She slowly raised her hand, landed on Qin Zong's waist, and squeezed him hard.

Qin Zong felt the movement of the person in his arms and finally slowly backed away.

But he didn't move away from Yan Tao, he just moved away from her lips, but the face was still very close.

When Yan Tao raised his head, it seemed as if he could bump into the man's tall nose.

She was breathing unevenly.

He had been injured before, and there was a faint look of weakness on the young man's fair cheeks.

In this way, under the strong oppression of Qin Zong, he rarely showed weakness.

She adjusted her breathing, but she was unwilling to be pressed down by Qin Zong.

After accumulating some strength, he chuckled lightly and pressed his plain white fingers between the two people's lips in an ambiguous manner.

Her slightly cold fingertips rubbed the man's thin lips.

The movements are extremely graceful.

The teasing intention couldn't be more obvious.

A dark light flashed across Qin Zongfeng's eyes, and his handsome and solemn face slowly revealed an oppressive aura.

He slowly raised his upper body and opened some distance between him and Yan Tao.

But his eyes were fixed on Yan Tao for a moment.

The man's dark eyes, which were usually too cold to show any warmth, were now so hot that they seemed to be on fire.

He stretched out his right hand, held Yan Tao's finger, slowly brought it to his lips, and kissed it gently.

This kiss.

Full of cherishment and compassion.

Yan Tao looked slightly startled.

The provocative smile on his lips also relaxed slightly.

She saw the pity in Qin Zong's eyes.

At that moment, she pursed her lips slightly, thinking that Song Lingfeng had told Qin Zong about her injury.

She raised her thin lips slightly, hugged the man with a smile, and said in a clear voice: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's just a minor injury."

Qin Zong heard what Yan Tao said. A pair of phoenix eyes were lowered, with a faint murderous intent flashing through them, and he hid them again in an instant.

The man looked grave.

But it was unusually dark: "Small injury?"

If he has not recovered his memory, he will naturally be deceived by Yan Tao.

He could only let this little gangster fool him.

But at this moment, even though he lacked strength, he still saw the shortcomings of Yan Tao's body.

Yan Tao's mental condition was extremely disordered.

From time to time, the collapsed mental power spreads out.

In her current situation, all she needed was one more big move.

A slight exertion of mental energy will turn it into waste, or even a corpse.

Qin Zong's eyes were extremely dangerous, and there seemed to be a dark luster slowly coming up in his eyes.

The man's appearance actually made Yan Tao feel a little frightened.

She lowered her eyes guiltily.

But he raised his body slightly and kissed the man on the face.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, if that bastard Yuan Jing dares to deceive me, I will naturally make him pay with blood."

Yan Tao said, a pair of peach blossom eyes also faintly glowing with evil aura.

She sneered: "I hate being deceived most in my life, not even once!"

At this moment, the young man's clear voice was full of murderous intent and coldness, and even more so, a determination that sent chills all over his body.

Qin Zong's expression froze slightly on his handsome face.

The body also felt momentarily stiff and unnatural.

The man pursed his lips slightly, and after a moment, he lowered his head and nestled into the boy's warm shoulder, motionless.