Chapter 1487: A heart of ice

Leaning down so white and crystal clear here is enough to make a man in the world into a wolf. Feng Xiaoxun's eyes were already deeply similar to the sea. Although he had seen this body many times, it was to heal her, and he had no time to care. Besides, the deep and shallow scars on her body were not very beautiful at the time. Naturally, he couldn't catch his desire. Hope ...
At this moment, perhaps because of eating the powder and blood essence, all the scars on her body disappeared out of thin air, and there was no small scar. Even her neck was as fair and moving as ever, and there was no sign of being cut ...
Although Fang Xiyan had decided to cut out, but meeting her naked and making her heart beat like a thunder, as if she was about to run out of her chest, beating fast, although she still kept her eyes closed and a pair of love The expression was stunned, but the body shook slightly ...
There was a slight glance in front of him, and his lips finally pressed down, holding her small mouth tightly with a bully that did not allow resistance.
Fang Xiyan snorted and wanted to struggle, but he was too powerful, rushing directly into her mouth with the tip of the wine, tangling her lips and tongue, with the taste of punishment, almost choking her ...
Is he drinking? When did you drink it? Fang Xiyan tried his best to keep his mind awake, and this question appeared in his mind. She hadn't smelled the wine just now ...
"You can still be stunned at this time?" Feng Xiaoxun bit her lip fiercely, biting Fang Xiyan with a sigh of pain, and taking a snoring, she just felt the corner of her lips burning hot.
She was always impatient, and the anger suddenly rose up, asshole! He still bites!
At this time, she also forgot the fear, forgot how abnormal the person was, and there was only one kind of anger that wanted revenge.
She opened her small mouth to bite his lip, but his lip was far more flexible than her. She could not bite for a while, but his tongue was sore and tingling. She was trying to make another effort. He But suddenly he removed his lip, and Fang Xiyan was finally able to breathe. He just breathed two breaths with his mouth open, but his lips were pressed down again ...
"Well, you ..." A word of didn't come out yet, and a scent of wine slid down his mouth into her throat. She was not guarded for a moment, and swallowed.
The strong aroma made her throat a bit hot.
What to feed her at this time? Want to get her drunk again?
is it necessary? Even if she was awake, she couldn't escape his restraint. Besides, a sip of wine couldn't change anything ...
Or maybe-what's the medicine of interest? You think she's rigid, and want her to hang out?
"Cough ..." She swallowed that sip of wine too quickly, and coughed up: "You ... why are you feeding me wine?"
"Private ceremony, don't mind." Feng Xiaoxun looked down at her, no emotion in her eyes. One hand still clasped her hands and squeezed her body deep in the bed.