The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

She struggled subconsciously, tilted her head back slightly, and avoided his deep kiss first.

Feng Xiaoxun slid his lips, kissed her white neck like jade again, nibbled her throbbing carotid artery, and smiled lowly: "Since you think it's a dream, why are you hiding?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of forbearance and hoarseness.

At the moment when he hugged her, Feng Xiaoxun unexpectedly discovered that his male glory had recovered

Her breath, her soft lips, and her soft skin are as sweet as ever. They are the taste he has been dreaming of, and what he desires most now... The desire makes my whole body ache.

"Xiyan" he sighed softly, and kissed her lips again...

Fang Xiyan's body trembled slightly.

Xi Yan?He called himself Xiyan?In the previous spring dreams, he would never call her name, even if he did, he would call Fei'er, which made her wake up sweating profusely...

It was almost a French kiss. After a long while, he raised his head unsatisfied, and saw that Fang Xiyan opened her eyes wide at some point. Because of the passionate kiss, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, which was as intoxicating as a sparkling lake. , but her eyes were finally clear: "You, you are actually real...not a dream..." Her eyes seemed surprised, disbelieving, and there seemed to be something inexplicable...

Feng Xiaoxun kissed her again: "Idiot, of course it's true." He held her wrist and let him caress his face, feeling the heat, the truth, and smiled softly: "You're always dreaming. To me?" The mood suddenly brightened.

He knew that Fang Xiyan would often have erotic dreams at this time, but as far as he knew, when a woman who was pregnant with the flesh and blood of the fox clan of Qingqiu had erotic dreams, the man she dreamed of was the man she liked the most...

It turns out that this girl also loves herself so much!Fortunately, she ran so decisively and so fast back then!It made him suffer for so long...

Fang Xiyan's pretty face flushed slightly, and her heart beat like a drum when she saw the handsome face that was enlarged in front of her eyes, but still closed.

After leaving for so long, I realized that this embrace has always been what she longed for, and now that she reenters this embrace, smelling the familiar fragrance of tea and flowers on his body, I don't know whether it is joy or sourness that gurgles outwards, and reason makes me feel uncomfortable. She wanted to break free from this embrace that shouldn't belong to her, but the agitated emotions made her reluctant to part with it.She struggled for a while, her eyes turned red at some point, and she pursed her lips: "But...but I'm not your Fei'er." Her voice trembled slightly, no matter how much she liked him, she didn't want to be someone else's substitute... …

"I know." Feng Xiaoxun sighed and hugged her even tighter: "You are Xiyan, Fang Xiyan, I only love you now."

Fang Xiyan opened her eyes wide in disbelief. The surprise came too fast and too fast, and she almost couldn't believe it: "Then... what about your Fei'er? You have come to this era, no, Are you not looking for it?"

"There's no need to look for it." Feng Xiaoxun shook his head.He is the Demon Lord, obeying only the deepest desires of his heart.

What he desires the most now is the little girl named Fang Xiyan in his arms. He knows that she is not Feiyue, but the feelings he bet on her now are no different from Feiyue.The feeling that Fang Xiyan gave him was also that of Feiyue...