His Majesty is ill

The momentary hesitation in anger made Feng Konghua completely lose the opportunity.

Taking advantage of his moment of hesitation, Leng Xi loosened the shackles on his shoulders, grabbed his other hand, and firmly pressed both hands on top of Feng Konghua's head.

With one hand imprisoning the wrist of the opponent's two hands, Leng Xi freed one hand and pinched the perfectly shaped chin of the person under him. Ignoring the opponent's glaring gaze, Leng Xi reached down with his hand. , leaned close to his ear, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Listen, Konghua, you were the one who seduced me first today.

Since you couldn't kill me just now, don't blame me. "

When the pain came, Feng Konghua turned pale instantly.

Biting his lip and swallowing a muffled groan before he could get out, Feng Konghua raised his eyes, and looked at the man on top of him in disbelief, he didn't expect that he would really dare...

Resenting that he had softened his heart just now, he didn't kill this person, and ended up in such an unbearable situation, Feng Konghua moved his body, trying to break free from the other person's shackles.

However, his hands were restrained, making him almost unable to move, and the pain that seemed to split his whole body took away all his strength, Feng Konghua sadly found that he had missed the opportunity to escape.

Knowing that he had no chance to resist, Feng Konghua could only close his eyes and let the other party do whatever he wanted until his consciousness gradually faded away.

Since he closed his eyes during the whole process, he didn't see any expression of enjoyment on the handsome face of the person pressing on him, but only the uncontrollable pain and despair...

Tossing and tossing all night, although it can't be called your love and my wish at all, it is quite charming.

It's just that when he woke up the next morning, it was a completely different scene.

When the first ray of sunlight entered the room in the morning, Feng Konghua slowly opened his eyes, sat up habitually, and wanted to call someone to come in and serve him.

Unexpectedly, with a slight movement, his sore body immediately let out a painful murmur, and the memory of last night instantly returned to his mind.

Thinking of what happened last night, and looking at the vivid marks still left on his body at this moment, Feng Konghua was so angry that he wanted to kill the person who dared to lie beside him and sleep peacefully at this moment.

But when he thought that if he killed this person himself, his relationship with Leng Cang would become even more awkward, no matter how reluctant Feng Konghua was, he could only give up this idea.

Looking at the sky outside, he knew that even if he rushed back to the copra now, he would not be able to go to court, but in order not to let those old guys have any more reason to persuade him, Feng Konghua still endured the discomfort in his body, and turned over quickly Get out of bed and start getting dressed.

"open."

Just after putting on the underwear, a person reached behind him and firmly grasped Feng Konghua's wrist.

Feng Konghua didn't look back, but said coldly.

"Konghua, whether you admit it or not, after last night you are already mine, and I will never let you go in this life."

There was a sound of "Xixisuo" on the bed, as if someone sat up from the bed.

Afterwards, a pair of slender and powerful arms wrapped around the emperor's flexible and slender waist from behind, and a soft voice rang in his ears, the slightly hoarse voice seemed to carry some of the charm left over from last night.