The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 268 "Bridal Anniversary"

On the lips, the man's cold lips and teeth made waves.

Ye Feiwan's eyes widened in shock, she never thought that Feng Qing would be like this, and after a while she reached out to push him away, but her wrist was pulled away heavily and pressed against the top of her head.

He caressed the corners of her lips little by little, his breath was cold and heavy, his eyes never closed tightly, he only looked at her from a very close distance, the ends of his eyes were scarlet.

Ye Feiwan just lay on the bed without moving.

"Ye Feiwan, look, your body is much more honest than your person." Feng Qing's ambiguous voice rang in her ears, and he gently brushed her thin trembling eyelashes with the back of his hand, Finally landed on the collarbone.

"..." Ye Feiwan still didn't say a word.

"Why don't you speak?" Feng Qing said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you want me, Ye Feiwan?"

She had...wanted him that much.

Ye Feiwan's eyes barely moved: "Let me go." Her voice was calm.

Feng Qing froze, and after a while he leaned over and pressed a kiss on her eyelid: "Never."

"Oh," Ye Feiwan sneered, "So reluctant to let go of me, Feng Qing, it's not that I want you, but you want me!" She said, looking up at the bead of sweat on his forehead , "Feng Qing, do you love me?" The tone was slightly raised, with a bit of disdain, but the eyes were scorching.

Feng Qing was stunned, and she must have been looking at the woman under him. She was looking at him, as if she was looking at other men, but there was no sourness in his heart, only a trace of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, and he looked down. Instantly, he was in a panic.

After a long time, he suddenly stretched out his hand to cover the woman's bright eyes, blocking the light that he didn't dare to look at her: "I don't love you." He said word by word.

If he didn't love, how could he fall in love with... this person he shouldn't have fallen in love with?So, no love.

It was also at the moment when he finished speaking, it seemed that there was another person struggling to rush out of his body.

The light in Ye Feiwan's eyes gradually deepened, and she remained calm: "Since this is the case, it just so happens that Feng Qing and I are also the same, so let me go, so far the bridge and the road are on one side..."

"What did you say?" Feng Qing said suddenly, his voice was a little stunned.

"I said, let me go..." Ye Feiwan was about to say something, but his lips suddenly felt cold, Feng Qing kissed the corner of her lips forcefully, his lips parted slightly, and a bloody smell spread.

"Hmm..." Ye Feiwan wanted to struggle, but the corners of his lips tingled.

Feng Qing let her go suddenly, breathing heavily: "Just now, the previous sentence, Ye Feiwan, what did you say?" He asked again.

Ye Feiwan was startled for a moment, and then she came back to her senses. She curled her lips into a smile: "Feng Qing, you said you don't love me, and I said, it just so happens that I do the same."

"So what?" Feng Qing broke the casserole and asked the end with determination.

Ye Feiwan looked at him, and parted her red lips for a while: "I don't love you anymore."

I don’t love anymore, and I dare not love anymore.

"Don't love?" Feng Qing murmured these two words playfully, but the next moment his voice rose: "I don't allow it!" She was cold and stern.

Then, he licked the blood from the corner of her lips.

Ye Feiwan was lying stiffly on the bed, the curtain above her head was shaking slightly, her eyes were wide open, but they were completely dark.

Feng Qing opened his eyes, even though he was kissing her at the moment, there was still no emotion or emotion in his eyes.

It's like... venting.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes and laughed at herself, then suddenly stretched out her hand and gently embraced Feng Qing's back.

Feng Qing froze, and the movement of her lips stopped. He couldn't remember how long it had been since she hugged him like this.It's still a familiar feeling.

It was warm, but it also made him feel satisfied.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from the sword wound on his back.

Ye Feiwan's hand was firmly pressed against his wound, and he looked at him with reddish eyes, as if threatening: "Feng Qing, if you don't want the pain to continue, let me go."

She hugged him just to find his wound and just to leave.

Feng Qing looked at the woman's red lips opening and closing, her eyes were in a daze for a moment, she could be so cruel to him now.

"Heh..." After a long time, a low laugh escaped from the depths of his throat, "Then it hurts." He whispered.

The pain, at least to remind him soberly that the woman in front of him is right under him, instead of...going to the outskirts of the city with other men, being embraced by other men, or even...leaving the capital.

His lips moved down slightly, moving to her neck, while breathing, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit her collarbone hard.

Ye Feiwan frowned and took a deep breath.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Qing asked ambiguously.

"..." Ye Feiwan said nothing.

"Ye Feiwan, you can't escape..." the man whispered like fate.

At this moment, Feng Qing himself didn't know why he said this sentence, as if another person in his body was also struggling and screaming.

Can't escape?

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at the swaying curtain above his head, feeling a chill in front of him.

The surroundings seemed to be covered with the sandalwood and medicinal fragrance of the man, and she couldn't escape, like falling into a nightmare.

Ben's hand holding the sword wound on his back gradually let go, and Ye Feiwan lay there quietly, not moving again.

In the haze, Feng Qing gave a low laugh that seemed to be self-deprecating and ambiguous, and he slowly loosened her girdle, and then gradually exposed her smooth shoulders.

His movements were extremely slow.Until later, she had no cover.

Feng Qing's eyes deepened. They were husband and wife for two years, but he only touched her twice, but he still remembered her smell.

Ye Feiwan seemed to notice Feng Qing's gaze, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Are you also shy?" Feng Qing's thin lips parted slightly, and her voice became hoarse.

Ye Feiwan turned her head to the side, unwilling to look at him anymore.

Feng Qing gently twisted her chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him: "Ye Feiwan, it's time to make up for the wedding night in the bridal chamber. You are my king's man. Since the beginning, you have begged your father to ask for a marriage edict. Time, that's it..."

"You can't say that you don't love. In this world, you are the only one who can't say that you don't love." At the end, his voice was annoyed, and the next moment he was heavily depressed.

Ye Feiwan looked at him quietly, it was a wedding night in the bridal chamber.

But... the one who ruined her bridal chamber was Feng Qing.

"Close your eyes!" Feng Qing suddenly stretched out his hands to cover her eyes, his eyes flashed with embarrassment, he didn't want to see her unmoved, as if... he was the only one who was emotional.

The atmosphere of the house is beautiful.

Ye Feiwan blinked his eyelashes. He had been pretending to be calm, but there was a crack in the end.

Feng Qing's hand trembled, and he could feel the wetness in his palm. He hesitated for a moment, and finally took his hand away: "You...were crying?" His voice was confused.

Ye Feiwan looked at him: "Feng Qing, don't make me hate you."

Feng Qing froze, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He looked at her, his eyes were condensed: "Then hate it."

Better than strangers.

In the next moment, with a big wave of his hand, he has already lowered the curtain, covering the ambiguous bodies of the two.

After all, the house is full of spring.

(End of this chapter)