Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Twist!

asphyxia!

Agitation!

surge!

After a long time, until Nangong Aotian confirmed something, he stopped the kiss, bit Qingfeng's lips, and said in a vague voice: "If you can promise not to make another move, I will let you go."

When he said this, there was actually a trace of reluctance in his cold voice: "Otherwise, I don't mind continuing like this!"

In such an obsession with her lips, Qingfeng is no match for a man. At this moment, she didn't think about frivolity, not frivolity, but thought that she could breathe some fresh air.

Hearing Nangong Aotian's words, he opened his mouth wide to breathe, and nodded slightly at the same time.

Seeing that Qingfeng responded, Nangong Aotian immediately moved away from Qingfeng's lips without hesitation. From the beginning to the end, he never thought about what would happen to him if Qingfeng backed out.

I don't know why, but he seems to believe that Qingfeng is the kind of person who can be trusted at a glance?

"Let go of me!" After Nangong Aotian left her lips, Qingfeng immediately scolded him to let go: Although his embrace is very comfortable, she has no thoughts of nostalgia.

"I'm afraid you will be with me for the rest of your life." Nangong Aotian's eyes fell on the lips of the girl who was imprisoned in his arms: the lips were glistening with water, and there was a faint layer of tinge on the slightly pricked part. The blush seems to add an alluring color to the moist and tender red lips.

Seeing Qingfeng's astonished eyes, Nangong Aotian couldn't help but curled his lips slightly: "No one in this world has ever dared to order me."

Deep in his brows and eyes, there was a fierceness and admiration: "And I applaud your boldness, so this is my reward for you!"

A reward for her daring!

After all, he lingered on Qingfeng's lips again, and before Qingfeng changed his face, it quickly faded away, and stretched out his red tongue to touch his lips: there was also a thorn on his lip. break.

Nangong Aotian's movements are unusually coquettish, but his face is full of arrogance: "You just drank my blood and yours, my Nangong family's blood, mixed with the girl's blood, that is the most poisonous in the world, except for the next No one can cure a poisoned person."

His brows and eyes were filled with ruthlessness: "If you don't care about your own life, just give it a try."

Qing Feng was a human being in two lifetimes, walking on the verge of death. He had never seen any strange things, and it was not a strange thing to have poison in his blood.

When the bottom sank, but he did not lose his face in panic, but asked calmly: "How to detoxify?"

At this time, Nangong Aotian slowly loosened the restraint on Qingfeng, and said coldly: "How can I easily spread the untold secret of the Nangong family?"

Qingfeng retreated slowly from his embrace, not annoyed by his refusal, but frowned lightly across Nangong Aotian's alluring and evil face, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "What do you think?"