Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

As long as the officer doesn't want to, no one can take away his virginity.

However, if Feng Ying can successfully break the general's place

Hey, hey, I'm a little excited!

The two long legs of Chi Yan relaxed and straightened, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The smell of tobacco covered the blood in the room, and the folds between his eyebrows loosened a little.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Feng Ying, because he couldn't see it. It seemed that he was alone in such a big space.

Feng Ying didn't make a sound. He gritted his teeth and endured.

For a time, only her heavy breathing was left in the house.

Just when she felt that she was about to lose control of herself, she suddenly raised the knife and fell with her hand.

Wheeze!

A slight almost silent sound penetrated into the ears of the pond banquet.

His eyes flashed, his face changed a little, strange and shocking.

But his tone, with a hint of bright ponder, asked, "Han Shaoqing is your lover, but you would rather hurt yourself than touch you?"

“……”

Feng Ying looked at the blood gushing from the wound on his arm, as if he couldn't feel any pain, and didn't even frown.

He replied calmly, "I'd rather it was you than him."

"Oh."

Chi Yan's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at her like a smile. Even with the color of mockery, he was still lazy.

"Then I'm really lucky."

Feng Ying ignored the irony in his words and raised his knife again.

Unfortunately, with the passage of time, the pain becomes numb.

The suppressed efficacy is like a towering wave, sweeping through, and has reached the point that even if she abused herself again, she will not be able to suppress it.

"Stop."

Suddenly, a hand stretched out out of thin air and firmly held her wrist.

Feng Ying made a move and followed the sound to cast his eyes.

The pond banquet took back his hand, hung his eyes and blocked the fluctuation inside. The bright red and cool thin lips overflowed with a hum and smile, "don't be here if you want to die, so as not to dirty my sleeping place."

Bang Dang.

The knife fell to the ground. Feng Ying hung his arm powerlessly and stared at him angrily.

MD！

Is this man's heart made of stone?!

Under the bright light, her angry pupils reflected the impeccable handsome face of the pool banquet.

Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes, pale complexion, and even her amorous lips, which have been Feifei by her abdomen, are also sexy, just like the vampire Lord shuttling through the night.

Mysterious, elegant, lazy.

The man exudes an attraction that fascinates women all over his body.

"Pool banquet..."

Gradually, Feng Ying seemed to be bewitched, and the anger in his eyes was gone, replaced by deep obsession.

Suddenly, she put her arms around his neck and kissed him crazily.

His lips were a little cold, and she couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction. The dryness and heat of the lower abdomen decreased slightly, but the emptiness became more and more rich, tempting her to want more.

"I want you..."

At this moment, her reason collapsed and was completely dominated by bath hope.

“……”

Caught off guard, Chi Yan was kissed by her. She felt the astringent description of his lips on the tip of her tongue and tried to go deep.

He breathed, deliberately ignored the soft touch on his lips, and suddenly squeezed her chin with a lightning hand.

The strength was so great that Feng yingjue's jaw was almost crushed, and even Li Zhi quickly returned.

"It hurts!"

Feng Ying's painful eyes burst into tears, struggling to open his hand.