First Summoner

A kiss of extreme entanglement, with breaths intertwined.

In the end, there were several red marks on Shen Yan's neck, which made the situation even more ambiguous.

In the quilt, her slender waist was half pinched and half held, almost inseparably pressed against his hot body.

Her originally fair face had turned a lot redder, and it was unclear whether it was because of the kiss or the heat.

He slowly moved closer, his fiery gaze following her, finally settling on her slightly swollen lips.

His throat unconsciously slid up and down a few times, as if he was trying to suppress some strong desire in his heart. Then, he asked softly in a seemingly nonchalant but meaningful tone: "Ayan, who do you think is better, me or them?"

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his smile was bewitching.

Shen Yan noticed his strangeness, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and in order to calm his jealousy, she said sincerely: "You."

As soon as she finished speaking, he bit her slightly swollen lips lightly, causing a tingling sensation.

Shen Yan's heart was a little confused. She realized that if she continued like this, she would most likely not be able to withstand his moves.

She immediately raised her hand to push him away a little. Just as she was about to turn over and sit up, a big hand tightly wrapped around her waist. With a force, her back hit his hard chest.

He also raised his legs and pressed down hard on his feet.

"Feng Xingyao, enough is enough!" Shen Yan said helplessly.

At this time, he said in a hoarse voice.

"I'm uncomfortable."

The voice was mixed with desire and grievance that were difficult to conceal.

Before Shen Yan could say anything, she felt like something hit her lower back.

Shen Yan's face rarely turned red.

"Ayan, let me hold you for a while." His voice, which he tried hard to restrain, came into my ears, with a slight gasp and warm breath spraying in, making half of my ear numb.

Shen Yan still had some sense and kindly suggested, "Go take a cold shower."

"Ayan, fox demons have very strong sexual desires." He whispered, holding her slender waist and slowly climbing up.

Shen Yan grabbed his hand in time.

"Well……"

He panted seductively, and she actually went limp all over.

"Ayan, you smell so good."

"Ayan, let me hug you."

...

Shen Yan was confused and was pressed down and kissed by him for most of the hour.

She leaned in his arms again and fell asleep in a daze.

While Shen Yan was asleep, Feng Xingyao took a few cold showers in a rather embarrassing manner.

When Shen Yan woke up, she found herself being held in the arms of a neatly dressed enchanting man. He exuded a faint scent of sandalwood, which made her feel inexplicably at ease.

His eyes closed slightly and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

She thought of what happened before going to bed and couldn't help but frown. She felt that Feng Xingyao's behavior was getting more and more excessive. If he really crossed the last line, he would definitely pester her day and night.

Men are generally lustful, and fox spirits are even worse.

Shen Yan slowly pulled away his hand that was around her shoulder, then sat up and found that her clothes were a little messy, but still intact.

She got out of bed.

I walked to the compartment behind the screen and prepared to change my clothes.

After she walked behind the screen, the enchanting man on the bed slowly opened his eyes and glanced in the direction of the partition behind the screen.

See the looming curves of the body.

Feng Xingyao felt a heat in his abdomen and a lump in his throat.

He withdrew his gaze almost in embarrassment, and quickly used his strength to suppress the restlessness deep within.

Is his self-control getting weaker now, or is she becoming more and more attractive to him?

Maybe, both.

After a while, there was a noise in the compartment.

Feng Xingyao wanted to close his eyes immediately, but he didn't expect her to expose him directly: "Are you still pretending to sleep?"

Hearing this, Feng Xingyao looked up at Shen Yan and smiled shamelessly: "Stop pretending."

He was about to get up from the bed when he suddenly seemed to sense something and looked towards the direction of the palace door.

A voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, Lord Nie wants to see you."

Shen Yan just walked out of the cubicle. She subconsciously looked in the direction of Feng Xingyao, only to see that Feng Xingyao had an unsightly look on his face, as if he was displeased.

Shen Yan: "..."

She didn't understand why he was so jealous, since she clearly had no feelings for Nie Xun.

As if he had seen through Shen Yan's thoughts, Feng Xingyao said sarcastically: "He really likes you."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Nie Xun is interested in Shen Yan.

If he had known this, he would have let Nie Xun be killed by Black Water in the forbidden ruins of Guiyuan Continent!

Shen Yan looked at him: "Don't worry, I only like you."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xingyao's expression eased a little, and he said "hmm" reluctantly.

Shen Yan opened the door of the hall and saw a cold and aloof man standing on the steps outside the hall.

She walked out of the bedroom and asked, "What's the matter?"

After Nie Xun bowed respectfully, when he was about to speak, his eyes paused and fell on Shen Yan's slightly swollen lips, which were so red and tempting that they made people imagine wild things.

There were also a few red marks on her fair neck.

Nie Xun suddenly felt a surge of pain in his heart. An indescribable jealousy and sadness almost filled his body and mind, causing him to unconsciously clench his fingers.

His throat slid.

His voice was low, "Your Majesty, I have something to discuss with you. It concerns a fierce fight between Chengyun Palace and Qiankun Sect."

"Fight?" Shen Yan frowned slightly. In fact, she knew that Chengyun Palace had always been resentful about Qiankun Sect becoming the number one sect in Changming Realm, so they often took the opportunity to provoke, create trouble, and cause verbal disputes. Now this conflict has escalated to the level of a fight.

Shen Yan looked at him and said calmly, "Let's go to the meeting hall and talk."

Just as Nie Xun was about to accept the offer, a handsome and charming man suddenly appeared in the bedroom. He leaned against the door, his clothes were disheveled, his lips were red and his teeth were white. He looked at Shen Yan with seductive eyes, and his voice seemed to be mixed with a tone of reluctance, "Ayan, come back early, I'll wait for you."

When the people guarding outside the hall heard the voice, they couldn't help but blush.

Both men and women feel that their hearts are deeply aroused, making them think about it.

But when they couldn't suppress their curiosity and wanted to look up, they suddenly felt a chill coming over them, which made them come back to their senses quickly and lower their heads, not daring to offend anyone.

This is your Majesty's man!

It's not for them to see!

Shen Yan's face turned cold as she stared at the man who was deliberately disheveled.

"Go back and stay here." She said coldly.

Feng Xingyao was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

Ah Yan...

Jealous?

"Okay." Feng Xingyao agreed with a smile.

After he closed the palace door, his brows were filled with a happy smile, and his heart suddenly felt swelled.

He straightened his clothes.

...

outside the temple.

Nie Xun froze in place. He clearly saw the change in Shen Yan's expression.

Shen Yan had a strong possessiveness towards Feng Xingyao...she couldn't bear to let others see him.

He also understood that Feng Xingyao was deliberately provoking him this time in order to make him retreat.