too affectionate

Chapter 903 Co-burning (4)

However, in the next second, the dagger in Wanyan's hand was snatched away by Feng Naifu.

Feng Nagi looked at Wanyan, held the dagger to Wanyan's shoulder, raised the knife without any hesitation, and stabbed the whole dagger in.

"what……"

The sudden severe pain made Wanyan groan, and the movements of her hands were forced to stop, and she couldn't move half of her body.

The dagger, which was about half an arm long, had completely sunk into Wanyan's shoulder, and the tip of the dagger even pierced into the wall.

Rather than saying that the dagger pierced Wanyan, it would be better to say that Wanyan was nailed to the wall by the dagger.

Without Wanyan's struggle, Feng Nagi tore off Wanyan's collar with a hand.

I saw a neck like a narcissus, a pair of collarbones interlocking like jade rings, covered with the shadow of the phoenix supporting her, she looked even whiter and tenderer.

With one hand resting on the dagger, Feng Naifu nailed Wanyan to the wall, while holding Wanyan's waist with the other hand, she leaned over to reach Wanyan's neck.

When the autumn night wind swept over Wanyan's exposed skin, it was cool and crisp.

But when the tip of Feng Nagi's nose fell on her neck, Wanyan knew what it was that was biting cold.

Feng Nagi moved the tip of her nose, sniffing lightly.

Wanyan's unique sweet fragrance is mixed with a trace of coolness, which is suitable for both cold and warm, especially intoxicating.

It's like a plum with snowflakes, or a pine with the fragrance of peach blossoms.

Feng Nagifu understood after smelling it.

I understood and laughed.

Smiling and laughing, Feng Nagi's hand holding the dagger became more and more ruthless.

"Yan'er, do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

Feng Nagi buried her face in Wanyan's neck, and when she spoke, her breath swept across Wanyan's throat, like gently scraping her throat with the back of a knife, torturing people unexpectedly.

Wanyan didn't answer.

Feng Nagifu laughed again, holding Wanyan's waist with increasing strength, wishing to pinch her in half.

"I was thinking, if only I could bite your throat off in one bite.

Then you and I will not be so painful. "

As Feng Naifu spoke, the hand holding the dagger gradually loosened, and the onion-like long armor touched Wanyan's throat, and slid down along the throat bit by bit.

If she said this through gritted teeth, it would be terrifying.

But in her voice, there was a smile and a tenderness, it sounded nothing but creepy.

That's what Honagifu said, and she did the same.

After finishing speaking, Feng Nagi opened her mouth slightly, and a mouthful of white and neat teeth fell on Wanyan's side neck.

Feng Nagi bit it playfully, but in reality, it was enough to bite Wanyan's neck.

Feng Nai took a bite to go down, Wanyan's side neck's blood vessels were broken so many, blood was seen immediately.

Wanyan clenched her teeth tightly, but still let out a low moan from between her teeth.

Until now, Feng Nagifu, who was biting Wanyan, still raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a sweet smile on his face.

It's just that the silver teeth in the smile are white and sharp, as if they were born to bite off Wanyan's neck.

Wanyan has tried all kinds of self-mutilation, and tried her limit on the edge of life and death several times.

Wanyan felt that she was not afraid of death.

However, Feng Nai Fu always has the ability to perfectly combine the threat of death with the humiliation that is more terrible than death, so that people who are not afraid of death will be afraid of him for no reason.

Wanyan's hands were firmly digging at the wall behind her, her body was stiffer than the wall.

Most of her body was stained red with blood, but her complexion became paler and paler.

In Wanyan's eyes, hatred and shame blended together, together with the slight trembling all over her body, the contradictions collided harmoniously together.

"Feng Nai Fu, you kill me." Wanyan said viciously.

Compared to being like a little chick, being toyed with by Feng Nagi's eagle claws wantonly, with no power to fight back, Wanyan wished she could die.

"Can not be done……"

Feng Nagi let go of her mouth, leaving a very clear tooth mark on Wanyan's white and tender neck, outlined with blood.

"Kill you, how can I live alone?"

Feng Nai's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his affectionate gaze was particularly creepy.

Just like her white teeth and scarlet lips matched with blood in her mouth.

After finishing the words, Feng Nai grabbed the dagger on Wanyan's shoulder, pulled it out suddenly, and then threw the dagger into the wall.

Immediately, Feng Naifu stretched out his hand to reach back, firmly pinched Wanyan's back of the neck, and pressed Wanyan on his body with all his strength, as if he wanted to press her directly into his body.

Wanyan was pinched almost suffocating, her body instinctively began to twist and resist.

But the more Wanyan resisted, the tighter Feng Naifu pressed her, until his own ribs were pressed so painfully.

Next to his ear, there was Feng Nagi's trembling voice that was almost inaudible.

"Yan'er, Yan'er, can you believe it?

Once, once... I even hoped to get your heart.

That's why I worked hard to cut myself, to split myself, to cut myself to pieces, to make myself neither human nor ghost, just to fit me into the mold you like.

Later, I thought, so what if I don’t get my heart, if I get your person and your body, it’s not in vain for me to accompany you in this life without being a human being or a ghost.

So I have to take you away again and again, regardless of the cost, and want to tie you by my side.

But now... I can't get anything..."

Speaking of this, Feng Nagifu seemed to have changed suddenly, the gentle trembling was swept away, and only the ferocious roar of a beast remained:
"Now! I just want to squeeze you dry inch by inch, squeezed into flesh and blood, and then completely mixed into my blood vessels!

Or set a fire and burn you and me to ashes without leaving even a bone residue, let our ashes be completely fused together in the fire!
then!You are mine!You are completely, completely mine! "

The more Feng Nagi said, the more she gritted her teeth, and the more she said, the tighter she hugged Wanyan, wishing she could crush Wanyan in her arms.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly laughed, but he didn't hear laughter, only sadness.

When he spoke again, only sighs remained in Feng Naifu's voice.

"Yan'er, as long as you don't let me suffer such a crushing defeat, you won't push you and me into such a desperate situation..."

As the words fell, Feng Nagifu's body suddenly went limp, like a piece of rice paper, and fell straight to the ground, even Wanyan in her arms fell to the ground with a "plop".

When Wanyan was caught off guard and fell, she struggled to grab it with her hands, and knocked off the hairpin on Feng Nagifu's head with a palm in the confusion.

Feng Nagi's black hair spread out and fell to the ground together with the red clothes.

When she fell to the ground, Feng Nagifu finally let go of Wanyan.

Wanyan, who was finally able to breathe, supported the ground, gasped for several breaths, and finally managed to recover.

When she looked up at Feng Nagifu again, Wanyan's eyes were also red.

Before she could catch her breath, she stared at Feng Nagifu, and asked bitterly:
"Feng Naifu, even if I die today... I must die to understand..."

(End of this chapter)