Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

When Jun Feiliang heard the three words "Brother Rong", he really wanted to strangle her to death.

But when I saw her rosy face and her dreamy eyes, my heart softened again.

The best thing to do at this moment is to shut her mouth and stop her from shouting nonsense.

Jun Feiliang has always been a giant in action. He put her on the couch and immediately leaned over to cover her whimpering mouth.

Although her random calls were annoying, her little mouth was still very sweet, and he never let go after he sealed it.

All the "Brother Rong" she moaned was swallowed into his stomach.

He wanted to be gentle to her.

But her moans were almost fatal to him. He couldn't control the extreme desire for control and decisiveness in his bones. He raised his knife and slashed, defeating her in an instant.

She felt dizzy, floating in the air, with no one to rely on, like a lonely boat drifting on the dark sea...

It was not her who was at the helm, she was being tossed about by the ups and downs…

Endlessly.

Just when she thought the boat would never reach the other side and was getting anxious and wanted to cry, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her body.

The stinging pain spread throughout her body in an instant, causing each of her toes to curl up in pain.

Tears burst out, and she blurted out, "Jun Feiliang! Be gentle!"

Jun Feiliang was sweating from the pain, but when he heard her scream, his expression lit up with joy.

He held her face with his big hands and said hoarsely, "What did you call me? Be good, call me again."

After the sharp pain, there was extreme discomfort. Xia Baozheng's consciousness was a little confused. She murmured again: "Brother Rong... um..."

Before she could finish her words, Jun Feiliang ruthlessly blocked her mouth again.

Such a sweet little mouth should not be used for talking.

He thought viciously, and his movements became ruthless unconsciously. All her whimpering cries were swallowed into his stomach. On her handsome red face, beads of crystal sweat slid down one by one, falling into her hair, and soon wet her hair.

Two jade-like faces pressed together, as rosy as flowers, complementing each other, more beautiful than the two most brilliant plum blossoms on the branches in March.

I don’t know how long it took, as if it had lasted until the end of time, until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled…

Xia Baozheng couldn't bear the torture and fell asleep.

Jun Feiliang hugged her tightly, as if he was hugging the whole world.

After a while, he felt the blood rushing in his body, as if he was being bitten by thousands of ants, and the pain was overwhelming, almost suffocating him.

"puff--"

A mouthful of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He gathered his true energy, suppressed the pain in his heart, picked up Xia Baozheng and carried her into the bathroom, carefully washed her body, and changed her into clean clothes.

Then he carried her out, carefully put her back on the couch, neatly covered her with a quilt, and let her continue to sleep.

He put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

Outside the yard, three people were guarding there.

Huo Liao was so anxious that he ran back and forth.

Rong Yan sat upright like a sculpture.

The master of poison was peeling grapes and eating them leisurely.

Hearing the noise, the three of them looked over at the same time.

Huo Liao rushed over like a cannon, looked him up and down, and asked anxiously: "Aliang, what's wrong? Has the poison been attracted?"

Jun Feiliang wanted to speak, but just as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of black blood "poofed" spilled onto the corner of his lips. (End of this chapter)