818 The Uncle Feng Who Fell on My Balcony

Xiao He thought that God should at least be conservative in bed-things, pretending to be a gentleman, don’t look at indecent words, don’t say anything... After all, he would scold him for being open-mouthed a few times before when he heard himself speak bluntly, after all, even if he wasn’t an ancient Dressed up like an ancient man.

Who knew he could be in heat on the side of the road...

Feng Xuan hugged Xiao He, who was absent-minded, and couldn't help moaning when he moved Xiao He. The bird had no scruples, and asked Xiao He to completely flat the back seat of the car, so he could do whatever he wanted.

"When someone passed by just now, it was so comfortable."

Feng Xuan whispered in Xiao He's ear, "Afraid of being discovered?"

Xiao He glanced at him, buried his head down and didn't want to talk—even if he knew that he had cast an enchantment outside, and someone was standing and joking outside the car, Feng Xie deliberately shook the car a lot, and deliberately pressed him on the ground. He was told to "see the scenery" on the car glass, and Xiao He's face was only less than [-] centimeters away from passers-by through the glass... No matter what, Xiao He was ashamed, and it was okay in private, in front of strangers He can't do it!

Feng Xuan smiled softly and asked him to sit on her with his legs spread apart, holding Xiao He's waist and shaking it gently.

"No more...how, why are you still not well..."

"It's just started to suck, you can't leave me alone after you're comfortable."

Xiao He wanted to cry immediately—are you brave enough to say that?And it's been so long since you fucking haven't smoked?

Feng Xie caressed Xiao He's body, and when a large amount of spiritual power poured into his body, Feng Xie would spread two looming huge wings behind them, slowly opening and closing around the two of them.

Xiao He gasped for a long time lying on his shoulders, and finally managed to catch his breath. Staring at the wings that were close in front of him, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch them—and actually touched them.He put his palm on it curiously, but Feng Xie didn't stop him. As soon as he put his hand on it, the faintly visible wings were fully revealed, and then solidified.

Xiao He couldn't help stroking it slowly - the wings on his back at this moment are not at all the same as when he turned into his original form, they are very big, and they are more fiery red, each feather seems to be wrapped in golden light, The roots are distinct, and when viewed together, a golden-red liquid is faintly flowing like magma.

Xiao He felt warm breath blowing in his ears, and the other party's voice was a little fuzzy: "How is it?"

Xiao He thought he was asking about Wings, and said in a dazed way: "It's so beautiful...and very comfortable."

It's warm up there...but it's not just the temperature of the touch, it's strange but really comfortable.

Feng Xuan was stunned for a moment and laughed: "This is... a part of my primordial spirit, it's not... anyone can touch it... um!"

He suddenly forced Xiao He to yell out, and his hands couldn't help pinching his wings. Xiao He's body was shaken violently and quickly a few times, making him incomplete.

Feng Xie's voice became extremely emotional, even a little excited and choked up: "Xiao He, you touched my..."

His voice was so strange that Xiao He quickly let go of his hand in fright, gasping for air while thinking—could there be some special part of the wings? !Why does it seem that what he touched was his genitals...

The shock in Feng Xie's eyes was hard to conceal, the golden light inside was surging into a vortex, staring at Xiao He firmly.

The huge wings folded suddenly, and finally completely enveloped Xiao He. The latter gradually opened his eyes wide as he moved, and when his wings were completely attached to his body, the feeling of touch... turned into annihilation at the last moment. The pleasurable sensation hit him unexpectedly, and Xiao He screamed uncontrollably.

"Do you feel it..."

"no no--!!"

Yes, an attack... a domineering pleasure that he could not refuse.

Feng Xi folded his wings and caressed Xiao He slowly, his voice was like soaking in water, joyful and gentle, he could wring out a pot at any time: "...So it is like this, Xiao He...Before this moment, I only heard It's just a legend."

That... the legend of the Shenfeng clan that has long been unavailable for research.

"Woo! Ah ... ah ... don't! Don't!"

Xiao He lay under Feng Xuan and kept screaming, the colorful feathers around his neck gave off a faint golden light.Xiao He was shaking his head from side to side like crazy, his legs kicked on the seat, all senses were rejected because of fear, but the toes were tightly curled up comfortably, and the legs were also honest, because of the non-stop orgasm A sticky liquid gushes out.

That feeling... so strange...

It was as if his soul was being touched by powerful tentacles. He was both afraid and joyful, making him tremble uncontrollably, wanting to escape, and so happy that he just wanted to sink like this... It was equivalent to a hundred times the orgasm The pleasure stimulated Xiao He into incontinence.

"No, no, I'll be angry if I say that."

Feng Xie closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips, and gently caressed Xiao He from bottom to top with two fiery red wings, without hiding the gluttonous expression on his face, as if he had eaten some great tonic.

Feng Xie knew that the two of them were not equal in strength. Xiao He, a mortal, couldn't bear his spirit, so he took his wings back. He lightly touched Xiao He's face with a messy expression, and a low-pitched joy overflowed from his throat. Laughter: "Do you know what the nape of my neck means..."

Xiao He was hugged limply by him, unable to make a sound at all.

"I also just found out that if you take my things, you are mine, including the soul, it's all mine...it will always be mine."

There is a legend about Shenfeng's neck feathers. The two parties who accept each other's feathers are no longer in identity, but souls, and they can't be separated until the soul is destroyed.

Feng Xie was very happy, but he didn't know whether he was happy because he found the legend of the ancient clan, or because he found Xiao He...

When Xiao He touched his wings, Feng Xie felt very happy, and he himself felt the difference when he touched his wings back. A stream like a stream of sweet spring flowed into the sea of ​​consciousness through his wings, very...comfortable.

But compared to this god who existed for thousands of years, Xiao Hefan's body couldn't bear the love-caress of his soul at all. If Feng Xie hadn't done it carefully, Xiao He's consequences would not be as simple as incontinence .

Feng Xuan kissed Xiao He lightly on the forehead: "Only I can make you happy...Xiao He, huh? Have you passed out? Alas, you are still too weak."

——After experiencing this kind of orgasm, it is true that I am not interested in any other pleasure.

——Smoking drugs can't save him!

Feng Xie didn't leave in a hurry, climbed to the roof of the car and let Xiao He lie on his chest, relying on the cover of the enchantment, just hugged him disheveledly to watch the sunset.

——even though one has passed out and can't see at all.

"The world is really crowded."

Feng Xie rubbed against his face and muttered: "The sun is not beautiful here, so I will take you to Kunlun to see the sea of ​​clouds, okay? The sunrise and sunset there are beautiful, although I have seen it for tens of thousands of years... ...but haven't seen it with you yet."

Xiao He vaguely heard his voice, and just woke up to say that he wanted to take him to Kunlun, and lay on his chest with his eyes closed: "Kunlun Mountain is in Tibet, so far away..."

As soon as Feng Xi saw Xiao He, she couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips, rubbed the top of his head, and squeezed his face: "Kunlun is not in the mortal world, but in the God Realm."

"Hmm... um? God Realm, how do I get there?"

"I'll take you there."

After Xiao He asked about his situation, his attention was immediately diverted. He opened his mouth in shock: "I didn't wear anything and you just carried me on top of the car?!"

"It's okay, I set up an enchantment... Ouch!"

Feng Xie held the place where Xiao He hit him innocently: "Others can't see..."

"Exhibitionist."

Xiao He climbed down with trembling legs: "We mortals are not like this, even if there is an enchantment, we can't sit naked on the roof."

Feng Xi had no choice but to carry him back into the car again—forget it, let him go.

At this moment, the sun had completely dropped below the horizon, and Xiao He was lying on the seat and looking for his phone in his suit pocket: "We can't drive back, call Uncle Wu and ask him to find a tow truck to tow us..."

"Just drive, and I'll help you when you brake."

Xiao He refused very seriously: "This is a violation of traffic regulations. Not only is he irresponsible for his own safety, but he is also irresponsible for others. You can't do this. He won't be too late... Let's wait for a while."

Feng Xie has always been a god who loves freedom and does his own way. After coming to the world, he felt very restrained, and he felt unhappy when he heard what Xiao He said.

Nixiao Shenjun has a temper, and his temper is not small. He thought, I have been so accommodating for you, and I even helped you drive the mount, so you still want me to be a mortal with you?

Thinking of this level, Feng Xuan couldn't help but think a little more - he planned to be with Xiao He all the time, he had given him all the neck feathers, they must be together!However, he is a mortal, and he is a god. The gap between the two is too great. Just the love and caress of Xiao He from the primordial spirit can't stand it. How can we go back to Kunlun Mountain with him in the future, and how can we live in his Nixiao Palace?

Maybe he was out of breath before halfway through Kunlun!

Feng Xie has never been definite. He has never had such a thing as a lifetime in his concept, and he has never even thought about being with someone for a lifetime-he has no such concept at all.

Feng Qi's life has never been planned, or most of the gods don't. Their lives are so long, there is no difference between one day and one hundred days, and they never plan for the future.Just like Feng Xie, he thought Xiao He was interesting, had tourmaline beads on his body, and stayed by his side if he liked it, but when he felt bored and the novelty wore off, he might flap his wings and fly away.

Because of this, because of the indifference in their bones, these gods may be natural scum.

In the past, he only treated him as a tourmaline bead and protected him well, and he still relied on Xiao He to suppress the divine power riot in his body, but he never thought about what he would do with Xiao He when he completely absorbed the tourmaline bead.

But now, Feng Xie suddenly knows no teacher, realizes the difference between him and Xiao He, and realizes...the distance between them is not something that Xiao He can catch up with with a few wings.

Xiao He didn't show any inclination to cultivate immortality, so... what will they do in a hundred years?

After thinking about some miscellaneous things, Feng Xuan's mood was instantly irritable, and he tossed his long sleeves and said, "I won't wait!"