Soon, his lips were red, swollen and numb. Nan Yan subconsciously let out a whimper, but felt the familiar big hand pick her up from the stool again and directly catch her on him and sit.

Finally, let her go.

Nan Yan gasped slightly, his lips slightly swollen, and his cheeks were red.

His eyes were filled with mist, and he looked down at Zhu Feng, completely at a loss.

Being stared at by those beastly eyes, she looked like a little white rabbit under the claws of a tiger, and she had the illusion that she had nowhere to escape.

He swallowed subconsciously.

A gurgle.

I realized that I had swallowed the meat.

Suddenly, his face turned redder.

Some gravy was still left at the corner of his mouth. Zhu Feng looked at her, chuckled and leaned over, and gently licked it with the tip of his tongue.

That touch made Nanyan tremble.

She whispered: "Master..."

"Um?"

Zhu Feng just ran away gently on her lips.

Nan Yan couldn't hide and had no room for refuge. The two big hands firmly locked her up. She was like a doll, held in his palm and rubbed her.

She whispered, "Master..."

"Um?"

"concubine"

"What?"

"I'm not having supper yet..."

"I didn't eat either."

Zhu Feng said, pausing for a moment, his lips still pressed against her slightly trembling lips, and his eyes were locked on her: "I am eating now, aren't I?"

“…”

Nanyan's heart beat.

The next moment, she was already picked up by him, and strode to the edge of the bed, feeling a dizzy moment.

The man has been put down on the bed.
Chapter completed!