Before Nanyan could react to what was going on, she felt a burst of heat coming, and Zhu Feng lifted her wide cloak and wrapped her up from both sides.

Only a small head was exposed, the tip of the nose was red, the eyes were round, and he looked at himself with a shocked expression.

It's like a little rabbit that I raised when I was a child.

is careful in everything, and the trace of dull temperament revealed from time to time makes him can't help but want to pinch it, and after pinching it, seeing her hurt like that, he can't help but feel a little distressed.

He couldn't figure out whether he wanted to hurt her or if he felt sorry for her.

Looking down at her: "Is it still cold?" ”

“……”

Where can Nanyan still speak?

Where will it still be cold?

His body temperature and breath closed behind him with the cloak, enveloping her whole person, and for a while, it was not just warm as spring.

She felt like she was going to melt in that hot body heat.

Seeing that she couldn't speak, Zhu Feng was not angry, but looked at her stupid appearance that she forgot to dodge even with her eyes, and felt the small body of nephrite in her arms approaching her, which made his already hot body temperature even hotter.

He desperately needed to calm himself down.

But here, there is no tea.

So, staring at her somewhat reddened nose, and the thin lips that were pursed lightly underneath, a little watery.

He still remembers the smell—

So, thinking of nothing, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Yes, it still tastes like that, her lips are soft and slightly cool, and even a little trembling, let him ask for it.

And he, as if he was afraid that she would be cold, kept tossing and grinding the two thin lips, and gradually, her lips became hot, and even under his entanglement, gently opened-

The sweet taste is the same as ever.

Zhu Feng felt that it was not enough, it was not enough.

There is no strong fragrance of fat powder on her body, and there is no deliberate sweetness of rouge on her lips, just a faint taste that belongs to her, which is obviously so light, but it makes him want to stop.

His hands gradually encircled the small body in his arms and tightened it hard.

Why are you still so thin?

It was as if if if she hugged her harder and she would be broken by herself.

In fact, he did hear her thin whimper, because the long, passionate kiss had almost made Nanyan breathless, but he didn't know how to reach out and refuse—she didn't have the strength to resist, and she was even more obsessed with the hot kiss that almost drowned her.

Finally, Zhu Feng slowly let go of her lips.

When the lips of the two people parted, a cold wind blew, and each other's breath turned into a continuous mist, lingering together, and slowly diffusing into the air.

Zhu Feng looked down at her, looking at her misty eyes, and her thin lips were also a little red and swollen under his own rage.

He whispered, "Is it still cold?" ”

“……”

This time, Nanyan was very obedient and shook his head.

It's not cold anymore.

Not only was it not cold, but she was almost as hot as the chest that was clinging to hers.

And Zhu Feng finally didn't get angry at her anymore, just looked at her a little dazed, as if he was still indulging in the kiss just now and couldn't get out, the corners of his mouth pursed, and he chuckled.

He said in a deep voice: "I want you to enter the harem and become my woman. ”

“……！”

Nanyan's heart trembled again.

The mist that had just been confused had dissipated, and she stared at him with wide eyes.