Feng Yu Jiu Tian

"No one sent me over." Fengming gasped under Rong Wang's palm, guarding his throat with both hands.

"Still talking back?" Rong Wang's strength increased, and Fengming almost got out of breath. "Say! Where did the prince go? How did you get in there? Are there any other associates in the palace?"

Fengming just woke up, she was weak, and was so stunned by Rong Wang. Not to mention the grievance, it was difficult to even breathe, so she only hummed a few times.

Wang Rong looked at Fengming vigilantly, thinking that he couldn't just kill him like that, sneered, slowly retracted his palm, and watched Fengming pant like a fish leaving the water.

Only then breathed a few mouthfuls of fresh air comfortably, Feng Ming's neckline was severely pulled up again.

"Give up your confession, you can eat less."

Fengming looked up angrily: "What do you want me to confess?" You adulterer, even treat the prince like this. And I was so unlucky to be a dead ghost.

"Say, where did the prince go? Are you arrested?"

"I'm a prince!" Feng Ming couldn't stand yelling.

If I can, I really want to give Rong Wang another nasty face.

Wang Rong looked at Fengming gloomily for a moment, and finally dropped Fengming's neckline: "You say you are a prince, what is the evidence?"

Fengming stared back angrily: "You say I'm not a prince, what evidence is there?"

"The prince would never dare to speak like you." Rong Wang thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What birthday gift did you give last month?"

Feng Ming paused.

How could you know last month's events? His eyes fluttered and he whispered, "Prince Ben is busy with business and there are so many things every day. How can I remember what happened last month?"

Wang Rong stared at Fengming's hair strangely, and asked, "Prince Edward talked to General Lin the day before yesterday, what did you talk about?"

"Since chatting with the general, either military or state affairs, I talked a little bit."

"Hahaha ..." Rong Wang suddenly looked up and laughed.

Fengming didn't know.

King Rong stopped smiling and bowed his head to Feng Ming and said, "Prince did not meet General Lin at all the day before yesterday. Did the Prince forget about the day before yesterday?"

It was such a simple trap! Fengming scolded herself as stupid.

"One more thing ..." Rong Wang's eyes flickered, and his tall body gradually approached Feng Ming, forming a great sense of oppression. He whispered in Fengming's ears: "His Royal Highness Prince has always used to call himself by his prince today, and the custom of self-proclaimed name on peaceful days is completely different. Is it ..." The wet tongue stretched out, touching Fengming's auricle.

Fengming was suddenly shocked.

"Don't the Prince even forget his own name?"

Feng Ming couldn't bear Wang Rong's approach, struggling to back away, and was thrown into arms by Wang Rong's arms.

"Guy obediently tell me where the prince is, and confess everything I want to know. Otherwise ... you can't stand my punishment with such a beautiful body." The intimate upper body fit tightly, and Rong Wang used gentleness The tone spoke of the threat of Sen Leng.

Fengming shook her head: "What's weird about forgetting the name? I fell into the river and was so scared that I forgot everything." The thought of being thrown into an ancient prison for punishment was not unnerved. Feng Mingqiang supported Wang Rong and asked, "I'm all over my body. Which place is not a prince?"

Rong Wang grinned, stretched out his hand and opened Fengming's clothes, and nodded: "Yes, even these scars are imitations are so similar, it is really admirable." The slender fingers, tempted by the delicate skin, began to rub imperiously .

"Let it go!" Feeling his dangerous situation, Feng Ming immediately became nervous and twisted her body to avoid the invasion of Rong Wang.

The breathing of the person holding Fengming tightly behind him suddenly increased.

"Would you like to seduce me?" Rong Wang's voice was a little hoarse, his breath blowing in Fengming's ears, and itching.

"No, no! Absolutely not!" Obediently, such a misunderstanding must not let it happen.

Feng Ming is a young man now, and it is impossible to know nothing about **** even if she is pure. Finding that his own twist made things go in a bad direction, he immediately stopped all movements and stayed in Rong Wang's arms like a stiff wood.

Fengming's sudden silence made Rong Wang bow his head in surprise, examining the man who should have been familiar in his arms, but at the moment revealed strange attractive men everywhere.

Seventeen years old, this age is already an adult man in West Lei.

For a long time, the prince was like a clay puppet with its appearance, but at this time, Rong Wang was surprised to find that this clay puppet had encountered a heavenly almighty **** and was given a brand new soul.

Even if this is a low-level assassin, is it more flattering than the original impotent prince?

"If you throw it in the jail, the torture there will ruin you in one night." Rong Wang's eyes suddenly became deep. He grabbed Feng Ming's hand and murmured: "One only peels off the nails, and then The needle was used to blur the flesh and blood, if he refused to confess, he would pour it with hot red molten iron. "

Feng Ming was frightened by Rong Wang's description and started a cold war: "Don't scare me!"

Rong Wang didn't seem to scare Feng Ming. He seemed to be thinking about an important issue alone, glancing at Feng Ming's long body: "At that time, even if the confession was already immature. Anyway, it is better to find a comparison Fun to keep. "With that said, he smiled as if he had decided something.

Fengming gave Rong Wang a forceful look: "Hey, I'm a prince, you can't throw me in jail to be punished."

There was a slight smile on Rong Wang ’s beautiful lips: "You are a prince? You can also be a prince. The prince is a bird I keep in the palace. I must respect and obey everything. Yes, the name of the prince Call Anhe, you remember. "

Feng Ming looked at Rong Wang in surprise. This terrible man clearly knows that he is not correct, but why does he still recognize his identity?

But no matter how much, the difficulties ahead have temporarily passed.

Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Anhe, Anhe, I know. Hey, let me go." Now that even Rong Wang himself acknowledged his identity as a prince, of course, the prince's shelf must be placed Enough.

"Let it go?" Rong Wang looked at Feng Ming who was trapped in his arms and was thrown into the jail at any time. He even dared to issue a serious order and couldn't help but laugh: "Don't forget, here I have the final say. Even if you are a real prince, you must obey me. "

"You Cao Cao! You emperor to make the princes! You emperor to desire!" Suddenly the fingertips that continued to move on the skin like a snake stopped on the small protrusions on the chest, Fengming got goosebumps and burst into tears.

"Oh, I am the prince to order the princes? You guy is a bit of a scholar, such a good talent, rare, rare."

Domineering kisses fell from the sky. Fengming's hair was pulled, and she was forced to lean back to see Rong Wang's face getting closer and closer.

"Woohoo ..."

The lips are covered by the hot air of the man, and the teeth are pried apart under the external force that cannot be resisted.

Feng Ming's dark eyes suddenly stared rounder than the cat.

God, this man, this man ...

A scuffle in the mouth ended with Fengming's stunned expression. It is impossible to describe how thoroughly the gums have been violated, nor the numbness of the tongue that is transmitted to the brain when the tongue is chased.

Everything is chaotic.

After Rong Wang kindly released him for a moment, Fengming realized that he was kissed by a man.

Although this is not his first kiss, it is at least the first kiss with a man. Feng Ming decided to blame the shock of this kiss.

"You don't need to look like this?" Wang Rong raised Fengming's chin.

The jerky reaction of this little thing made him rejoice. In many countries, assassins are rigorously trained, and they also include bedtime skills.

He does not want Fengming to have too much experience in this area.

If it's just a kiss, it's nothing to men.

everything will get better.

Fengming comforted herself, looked up at Rong Wang with a hate, but immediately denied his thoughts.

A kiss is not a big deal, but if the person who just kissed you still has a look full of faces, it's bad. Coupled with the blushing marks on the body, it is not difficult to imagine what will happen next.

Fengming watched Rong Wang's eyes gradually reveal the craving, her heart screamed badly, not knowing where the strength came from, suddenly broke away from Rong Wang's arm, one rolled back to the other end of the big bed.

"Don't come over!" Fengming yelled at King Rong and looked around, hoping to find a weapon to defend chastity.

Unfortunately, the Prince's Palace did not even have a pair of scissors.

Rong Wang watched with interest Fengming grabbed a silver hip flask in his hand.

"Dare to come and knock your head!"

Feng Ming grabbed the jug in her hand and threatened, but she let loose in the next second, and the whole person was overturned on the soft mattress by Rong Wang. The jug was also thrown out of the window.

"Well a fierce man ..." Rong Wangju prostrated himself.

Fengming rushed out, staring at Rong Wang, and gritted his teeth: "Dare you mess up, I will bite my tongue immediately to kill myself." Joke, raped by a man, might as well die.

How shameful!

"Don't be afraid, my good prince." Rong Wang gently stroked the inside of Fengming's jaw to ease his excitement. His magnetic voice sounded like a tempting song: "Tell me your real name."

"what?"

"Tell me, let me go today."

Is that right?

Fengming closed her eyes and calculated. Anyway, Rong Wang already knew that he was a counterfeit, and it was okay to tell him his name. Although this is a little less prestigious, it is at least better than being raped.

Making up her mind, Fengming opened her eyes: "My name is Fengming."

"Fengming? Fengming ..." Wang Rong silently read it several times, and bowed his head and said in Fengming's ear: "My name is Rong Tian, ​​you remember."

Another round of enthusiastic kisses entangled, extending from the ear to the lips, and then gradually deepening.

Gentle and resolute and refused to resolutely, consumed Fengming's only remaining physical strength.

Knowing that although this man promised to let himself go today, he would not leave without kissing him. Feng Ming lamented her destiny, and knew that there was no room for resistance in her current body, so she closed her eyes and begged him to be satisfied quickly.

Let Wang Rong be a woman.

Fengming closed her eyes and wholeheartedly treated the person who was kissing her deeply as her imaginary passionate girlfriend.

The fiery sensation is one after another in the mouth, and the numbness and pleasure are intertwined.

To be honest, this guy has good technology ...