The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

"Hey, what's your name? We walked back. You came back lying down. You're much more comfortable than us. You're still screaming. If you want to come down, wait for us to rest."

Having said that, Feng Qining still walked over and got closer, and when she smelled the smell of the carriage, she glanced at it with disgust, her behavior made Lu Ling want to slap her to death.
Dislike, at this moment, she knew that she hated it, and just now she said that he was the most comfortable person, and he was about to be driven crazy by the smell.

Several people tossed and tossed for a while, and when they finally lay down, everyone felt that the bones were loose.

Lying on the bed, Feng Qi Ning didn't even bother to move. When Murong Li got out of the bath, what she saw was Feng Qi Ning lying on the bed like a dead fish. [

"are you tired?"

Seeing her appearance, Murong Li felt distressed. Other queens were fighting each other in the palace. As for her, she not only wanted to fight, but also fought with force. She was always vigilant.

"Feng, are you afraid?"

Was she afraid that someone would kill her in the middle of the night, or was she afraid that she might never wake up again once she fell asleep.

"Scared? But so what? At first I couldn't sleep all night, especially in the first year when I started killing people, I kept my eyes open all night, looking at the ceiling. I thought I was going crazy at that time."

Recalling the past years, Feng Qining still sighed. Everyone only saw her glamorous appearance, but they never realized how much she had paid for it. She had forgotten how many times she had walked through the gate of hell.

Every time she gets hurt, she doesn't cry out. Everyone thinks she won't hurt, but they don't know that she has experienced more pain than that. Those injuries are really nothing to her. up.

Murong Li hugged her tightly, he had heard her talk about the past years, but just listening to it, he could feel the hardships involved.

"It's all over, it's nothing, now I'm fine, right? The throne of the queen, what many women dream of"

"Feng just wants that position?"

Murong Li supported her sides with both hands, trapping her in his arms.

"Of course not, what I want most is you, Rimei."

Feng Qining put her arms around his neck, winked at him, and fanned the flames on him restlessly with her hands.

"Feng, you have to be responsible for putting out the fire when you light it."

Not giving her a chance to speak, Murong Li swallowed all her words. In the end, Feng Qining couldn't resist Murong Li's tenderness and embrace, and succumbed to his lust.