Chapter 1204: The blazing night

Nan Yan's voice rang in his ears--
"Don't go!"
"..."
"Since you have returned, you are not allowed to leave!"
At this moment, I don't know if she is already awake or still half-asleep. Say she is awake, her tone of speech is completely arrogant that she has never had before; she is half-dreaming and half-awake, but the strength is so great that people can't escape.
Of course, Zhu Feng didn't want to admit that he didn't want to break free.
The feeling of being so tightly held is so good.
As a prince, he probably grew up. Everyone was cautious when touching him, for fear of getting hurt. After he became an adult, he became the of war in the northern region, and naturally no one could approach him like this.
After ascending to the throne, let alone.
As a result, he never knew that it was this feeling that he was being held tightly.
It turns out that his skin is so hungry that it needs the touch of others.
Even, the needs of others are needed.
Zhu Feng felt his chest jump with bangs, took a breath, and said, "You won't let me go?"
"Yes, I won't let you go."
Nan Yan mumbled: "You have so many, but I am the only one. I won't let you go!"
"..."
Hearing her words that were almost coquettish, Zhu Feng's breath sank.
He raised his head and looked at Nan Yan in a daze, with a pair of misty eyes open. After a long while, he said, "You only have me?"
"..."
"Is there only me in your heart?"
Nan Yan was half awake and half confused looking at him: "Otherwise?"
"..."
"You are not enough?"
When she said this, she was a little tired, and the sheer tiredness hit like a tide, making her eyelids heavier, slowly closing, and muttering: "You are enough."
"..."
"So tired..."
She said, tilting her head as if she was going to fall asleep, but the hands that held Zhu Feng's neck did not want to let go.
Listening to her even breathing and a sweet whisper, Zhu Feng only felt that a heart leaping as if it was about to burst out of his chest at any time, he slowly loosened his hands on both sides and pressed his body. It all fell on her.
The weight gradually made Nan Yan feel uncomfortable, she frowned and let out an uncomfortable mutter.
"Don't..."
But at this time, Zhu Feng completely ignored making her "uncomfortable."
Hot big hands, with a little excitement and tremor that they don't usually have, he leaned into her clothes, stroking her slippery skin inch by inch, as if a flame was lit where he passed, and gradually, Nan Yan was in his arms She also became sweaty, she was a little unfamiliar with the changes in her body, and she seemed to be unable to resist, as if she was indulged in it.
However, the hands that embraced him never let go.
She did not let go until Zhu Feng took over her body and passed all her excitement, all love, and even the pleasure that was almost extinct at that moment, to her.
Sweet moans and heavy gasps echoed between the slightly swaying curtains, and occasionally, a gust of wind blew in from the open window, lifted a corner of the tent, and penetrated into the coolness of the night.
But it was still unable to reduce the heat of the night by one point.


On the face, there is a little itchy and crisp feeling.
Nan Yan was really sleepy, and her body was soft. Although she felt itchy, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to scratch.
However, the itchiness has not retreated, but it is getting more and more itchy.
She couldn't help it at last and opened her eyes.
But she saw an enlarged face, close to her eyes, which surprised her.
But immediately, she recognized that it was Zhu Feng.
he--
He lay on his side, resting on the same pillow as himself, with one hand even on his waist, sleeping very deeply, and he could hear the sound of long and even breathing, blowing on his face.
No wonder it's so itchy.
Nan Yan raised his hand cautiously, scratched his face, and looked at this familiar face again. Thinking of it, it has been a long time since the morning was like this. Two people hugged each other to sleep, possessing such a rare and short-lived one. It's quiet.
She couldn't help reaching out and gently stroked his cheek.
With so many things happening in this period of time, she even thought that there would be no such moment again.
Unexpectedly, God is still kind.
That last night--
Nan Yan couldn't help thinking about it, recalling that Ran Xiaoyu came to "sue" and recalled his sad mood. After...after that, it seemed to be some chaotic pictures.
Sporadic fragments flashed in his mind, Nan Yan could not help but blush.
This man is really true, anyway—wake himself up anyway, just being so confused—what a!
She couldn't help pouting her lips and snorted softly.
Zhu Feng's long eyelashes trembled, and immediately opened his eyes. There was a little charming breath in those eyes, but after seeing her, he became sober.
He smiled and said, "Wake up?"
Nanyan said: "When did the emperor come? Why don't my concubines know?"
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Don't you know?"
"Yes indeed."
"You don't know, then you hold me and are not allowed to leave, what's the matter?"
"what?"
Nan Yan was stunned for a while, looked at him with a non-smiling expression, flushed immediately, and said, "How is it possible?!"
I don't even know when he came, and have no impression at all. How can I hold him and not let him go?
Is there a limit to bragging? !
Seeing her blushing cheeks and ears, Zhu Feng's smile in his eyes deepened. As soon as the hand that was on her waist was hard, he clasped her tightly in his arms: "Dare you say that? You were strangled, if it wasn't for you to hold me like this, I last night—"
Nan Yan immediately raised his head and looked at him: "If not, would the emperor leave?"
"..."
Zhu Feng looked at her quietly for a while, then the corner of his lips twitched.
"I can't bear it."
"..."
Nan Yan's face turned red all of a sudden, and she lowered her head and got into his arms.
The two of them hugged each other like this, although the weather was already very hot and they were sweaty and uncomfortable, but they were reluctant to separate.
Until Ran Xiaoyu's hesitating voice came from outside, the two people had to stand up if they wanted to come in and serve.
Nan Yan helped him get dressed.
While tying his belt, he asked, "What will the emperor do today?"
Zhu Feng stretched out his arms, enjoying her service, and said: "Some of the papers from Beiping have been delivered, and I have to deal with them today."
"Oh."
Nan Yan nodded and asked, "That's right, what Wei Wang said yesterday--"
"I agreed."
"The emperor let him go?"
"He is not young anymore, so he can go out and practice."
"..."
Nan Yan was quiet for a while, fastened his waistband, and said, "The emperor, let's discuss something with you."