phoenix maiden

Chapter 1644 Ten times more tired

If you want to escape, you must find a way to escape. If you don't escape, you will be killed by this pervert!
Feng Jiushang was suffering like hell, but Jiuying let go of her hand, got up and stepped out of the bathtub, looking at her with a half-smile, showing her condescending kingly advantage.

Feng Jiushang was stunned for a long time before realizing that the bathing was over and it was time to wait for the devil to get dressed.

Feng Jiushang deliberately raised her face, not daring to look below Jiuying's waist. She took off the gray shirt, but Jiuying chuckled softly as a friendly reminder.

"Xiao Jiuer, you should wipe off the residual water on my body first!"

Feng Jiushang was afraid of something, she bit her lip, perfunctory, "No bath towel?"

Jiuying smiled good-naturedly, "Xiao Jiuer, you can also use your sleeve, anyway, just wipe off the residual water!"

Exhibitionist, perverted, if there is a chance, Miss Feng, I will tear you into pieces to repay this shame and humiliation!
Feng Jiushang secretly gritted her teeth with hatred, her husband, Emperor Huayang, is not so difficult, but, the matter has come to this point, she can only show weakness and endure, take out a snow handkerchief, and slowly wipe it...

In some places, Feng Jiushang just wrapped her hands in a sheer handkerchief and wiped them casually a few times...

But Jiuying was in a good mood, and would remind her friendly from time to time, "Xiao Jiuer, the place you wiped just now is still a little damp, please wipe it again!"

At this moment, Feng Jiushang wished to cut Jiuying into pieces, and a strong obsession rose in his heart.

Finally, Feng Jiushang put in a lot of effort, ten times more tiring than killing a fourth-order monster. Her head was dizzy, and she finally completed this arduous task.

After finally putting on the middle coat for Jiuying, the gray robe, and the belt of the robe, Feng Jiushang took a deep breath with relief.

However, Jiuying hugged her into her arms, with a cold and gentle voice, "Xiao Jiuer, what do you like most about this body?"

This pervert is not a normal person. Is it interesting for two men to discuss such a topic?

Feng Jiushang struggled desperately, but couldn't get rid of it, so he tried to perfunctory, trying to coax Jiuying into unconsciousness.

"Lord Nine Shadows, I only worship and look up to you. You are a god in the clouds, and you are perfect no matter where you are!"

With a low smile, Jiuying directly hugged her up, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and sat down.

The slender fingers were extremely cold, and gently caressed Feng Jiushang's crimson lips, caressing them, his bright black eyes were as deep as an abyss, implying playfulness.

"Little Jiu'er, this seat has already fallen into the clouds, so you don't have to look up too hard. Since this seat is perfect, how about you kiss me?"

As he spoke, his thin lips passed it over, and the warm scent rushed over, making Feng Jiushang almost faint.

She only needs to raise her chin a little, and she can touch the vermilion thin lips.

But, she didn't dare, she shrunk her head as hard as she could, wishing she could be a turtle at this moment, she could shrink into the turtle shell, and be safe and sound.

However, the thin lips also quietly approached, Feng Jiushang closed her eyes in fright, and begged, "Master Jiuying, please...don't belittle me..."

There was a touch of warmth from the crimson lips, it was the kind of superficial flashing...

Miss Feng's body trembled, and her sad mood fell to the bottom of the valley. The sky and the earth were all pitch black, like an endless night.

(End of this chapter)