Chapter 609: Raging tenderly on her lips

"what--!"
Xia Yunting originally looked at them with straight eyes, and suddenly saw Sinan Yan handing the wine to him, and screamed in fright.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Xia Zhaoyi, you come to help Zhuang Bian try the bar."
"..."
Xia Yunting's eyes were straight, and she dared not move.
Nan Yan slowly turned his head to look at her, smiled and said, "Why, you don't want to?"
"..."
"You and Zhuang Bian, and An Bian, haven't you been good friends all the time? Last night, the three of you talked to each other as if they were pre-arranged."
"..."
"My palace feels that you must be like sisters."
"..."
"So, since the Zhuang 嫔 is not at ease about this glass of wine, you are looking forward to the Zhuang 嫔, shouldn't you come out to help her?"
Where can Xia Yunting speak.
She stood there, like a puppet dangling by fuse, without a soul, just shaking.
Nan Yan looked at her and smiled again: "What's the matter, you don't want to?"
"..."
"Or, are you scared?"
"..."
"Last night, when you questioned this palace in front of the emperor, you were righteous and undaunted."
"..."
"Why now, a glass of wine makes you so scared."
Xia Yunting really couldn't speak at this time, and only stammered: "Niang...concubine...concubine, concubine"
Nan Yan held the wine glass and walked in front of her step by step.
The wine glass was also handed to her.
"Drink it."
Xia Yunting stretched out her hand almost desperately, and slowly stretched out to the glass of wine.
The whole person trembled as if bones were about to break.
At the moment when her hand was about to touch the wine glass, she suddenly fell to her knees, and banged her head at Nan Yan: "Niang Niang, Niang Niang is wrong! I know it!"
"..."
"Manny, don't kill me!"
"..."
"Niang, Niang..."
She kept knocking her head, and soon her hair was messed up, her forehead was also knocked out, and her tears and nose ran down. She looked ugly and embarrassed.
Nan Yan took the glass of wine and looked at the kneeling man faintly.
Turning his head again, he looked at Wu Wan and Gao Yurong.
The two of them were also pale, with sweat dripping down one by one.
She sneered, then brought the wine glass to her mouth.
Drink it all.
At this moment, all three of them were stunned.
After Nan Yan finished drinking, the smile on his face disappeared completely, leaving only a heavy solemn face, looking at them coldly.
"Don't think that everyone is like you."
"..."
"This palace is different from you."
"..."
"The thoughts of this palace still have strength, and I don't want to spend it on you."
"..."
"So, you guys have peace of mind."
"..."
"Don't let my palace notice you anymore, otherwise—"
She sneered and put the wine glass heavily on the table: "Kill you, you don't need this!"


The three of them didn't even eat the banquet, and they even left Yikun Palace rolling.
Especially Xia Yunting.
When she left, Fulan almost dragged her away.
Both legs are completely soft.
Even Zhuang Bian and An Bian, the two of them were in despair. When they walked out of Yikun Palace, they didn't even notice, and Zhu Feng walked over from another road.
Seeing them staggering away, Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
Then, walked into Yikun Palace.
I saw Nan Yan facing the table of wine and food, as if he was worrying, and Mrs. Yu had already said, "The emperor is here."
Nan Yan hurriedly raised his head and immediately said in surprise: "The emperor!"
Come over and salute.
Zhu Feng supported her with one hand, then turned to look at the food and drink on the table, and said with a smile, "Why, I didn't come here by coincidence?"
"No, the emperor came by coincidence."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "The concubine was in the palace to treat guests, but they left without even holding the chopsticks."
Zhu Feng laughed.
Go over and sit down.
Looking at the wine and food on the table, they were really good things, and smiled: "It seems that you are not sincere enough."
"not enough?"
Nan Yan walked to him and sat down: "The concubine, what should I do to be sincere, don't you want to eat?"
From the time Zhu Feng came, she was sure that he must have seen Zhuang Bi and the others desolate when they left.
Originally, I didn't intend to hide it from him.
Simply joking.
Zhu Feng said: "Pick up the chopsticks."
Nan Yan picked it up obediently.
Pointing to a slice of cherry meat: "Pick this."
Nan Yan picked up a piece.
"Eat it."
"what?"
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, but saw Zhu Feng's serious appearance. He had a bit of joking thoughts in his heart, but he was gone at this time.
Obediently put that thing into his mouth.
A piece of fuchsia red, shiny meat was sent to the small mouth of the cherry and bitten carefully.
Zhu Feng's eyes suddenly became hot.
Just when Nan Yan just bit the little piece of meat, suddenly, he leaned in front of her.
Before he could react, he had already bitten the other side of the meat.
Nan Yan subconsciously uttered a "huh", and then, the lips with a strong aggression had already invaded her lips and tongue again.
Was kissed.
But this kiss seemed to have a little other smell.
That little piece of meat was pushed up and down on the tip of the tongue.
He seemed to be eating that piece of meat, more like eating her.
Soon, his lips were red, swollen and numb by his gnawing, Nan Yan subconsciously let out a sob, but felt that the familiar big hand once again fished her from the stool and directly caught him sitting on him.
Finally, let go of her.
Nan Yan gasped slightly, her lips were slightly swollen, and her cheeks flushed.
His eyes were also full of mist, looking down at Zhu Feng, completely at a loss.
Staring at those animalistic eyes, like a white rabbit under the paws of a tiger, she had an illusion of nowhere to escape.
Subconsciously swallowed saliva.
With a grunt.
Only to realize that he had swallowed the meat.
Suddenly, his face turned redder.
Some gravy still remained in the corner of his mouth. Zhu Feng looked at her, leaned forward with a chuckle, and licked gently with the tip of his tongue.
That kind of touch made Nanyan shudder.
She whispered softly: "The emperor..."
"Ok?"
Zhu Feng just raged gently on her lips.
Nan Yan couldn't escape, and there was no room for evasion. Those two big hands held her firmly, she was like a rag doll, held in his hand and rubbed her.
She was so licked, she whispered: "The emperor..."
"Ok?"
"concubine--"
"what?"
"Concubine, also--, haven't eaten dinner yet..."
"I didn't eat either."
Zhu Feng said, and stopped for a while, his lips still pressed against her slightly trembling lips, his eyes locked tightly: "I am not eating right now?"
"..."
Nan Yan's heart beat.
The next moment, she was already picked up by him, and she strode to the side of the bed, only to feel the sky spinning.
People have been put down on the bed.
The familiar hot breath surrounded her again.