Just when Feng Xie was still intoxicated, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Looking again, Jian Yao had turned around and walked to the window, murmuring to the moonlight: "I have red hands, and I only praise my good color.

At that time, the strings were stringed with lovesickness and I could sing songs all over the place. I had a Jiaowei Qin, but the strings were broken and there was no one to play with. The ancients had already gone to the high building, who could sing with me..."

"What's wrong?" Feng Xie frowned and slowly walked over and hugged Jian Yao's shoulders. He didn't like her sigh. The moonlight shone on Jian Yao's cheek, which was green and white. After a long while, he heard Jian Yao ask quietly:

"Feng Xie, who was your first woman?"

"Why are you asking?" Feng Xie let go of Jian Yao, scratched his head in embarrassment, and turned away. When he saw Jian Yao looking at him, he lowered his head in embarrassment and turned away.

"Uh... who remembers so many women in the red tent during the march? I was about thirteen or fourteen years old at that time. I was rewarded by the deputy general for my bravery in killing the bandit leader. Well... I was just

A little soldier..."

Feng Xie's voice became softer and softer. At the end of the sentence, he raised his eyes and secretly observed Jian Yao's face. Unexpectedly, she had already turned her head away. He panicked, and hurriedly turned around and hugged Jian Yao's waist, shaking him from side to side.

She said coquettishly in her ear:

"You know men can't stand it, let alone the army. If you don't do it, you will be laughed at..."

Jian Yao didn't speak or turned his head. Feng Xie became a little anxious and tried his best to pull over Jian Yao's body and bury her whole body in his arms, and said like a curse:

"Don't be angry, I promise you never to look at other women again, okay? If it doesn't work, I'll go find my 'Xiao Hong' and 'Xiao Hua'!"

"'Xiaohong'? 'Xiaohua'?" Jian Yao finally reacted and raised his head in confusion.

Feng Xie grinned when he saw this, raised his hands, shook his left hand and shouted "Xiaohong" and then shook his right hand. Jian Yao's face turned red, and he punched his chest hard and shouted in a low voice.

Sentence: "I'm going to kill you!"

Feng Xie laughed and hugged her tightly, lowered his head and took a deep breath on his red lips, and said in a weird voice: "Madam, it's time to go to bed. If you don't go to bed, my husband will go find Xiaohong, Xiaohua!"

"

While he was talking, Jian Yao had been lured to the bed by him. As soon as he fell down, the two of them rolled into the quilt. Jian Yao's mind was still full of things from the day, and his palms holding Feng Xie's clothes were sweating slightly.

"Feng Xie!"

She shouted in a low voice, and Feng Xie's absent-minded response came from her chest.

"Feng Xie, turn off the lights!"

The person on her body didn't move, but she felt that the force exerted on her skin was a little stronger, and it hurt her. During Jian Yao's protest, Feng Xie became obviously a little rough, and the fire in Jian Yao's heart suddenly started to surge.

He stood up suddenly, pushed Feng Xie hard, and shouted loudly: "If you want to do it, turn off the lights!"

Feng Xie was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and focused his eyes on Jian Yao's looming vagina. There was a wet spot there, which was obviously his own saliva. The corners of his mouth rose, and Feng Xie's smile was a little weird, in Jian Yao's eyes

Before he could understand, he rushed over again, and for a while the room was filled with suppressed breathing and Jian Yao's whimpering.

After another long while, a crisp slap broke the silence. Under the dim light, Jian Yao raised his hands in embarrassment and stared at Feng Xie angrily.

"That's enough for you, is it fun to rape a woman?"
Chapter completed!