Duanmu Chen covered her ears, and the scorching breath squirted behind her ears. His thin lips touched her earlobe from time to time, causing the people under him to tremble.

Duanmu Chen became very angry for a moment, and he followed her small and delicate earlobes...

The moon was as stiff as wood, and her ceramic-like face was covered with a layer of redness. She half-drooped her eyes, and the sunlight shone on her eyelids through her curled eyelashes, and her eyes were filled with charming delicacy and shyness.

"Then... that... can you get up?" Yue Qing's throat was a little dry, and her hoarse voice revealed an indescribable temptation.

"Do you think it's OK?" Duanmu Chen moved his body, allowing her to clearly feel the changes in her body.

Yue Qingqing's body became even stiffer, so nervous that she even forgot to breathe.

Duanmu Chen wanted to strip her naked, then smear her and then smear her, but this girl looked like she was on the execution ground, and he really couldn't do it...

He raised his hand and gently tied up Yue's hair, hugging her to calm down his excitement.

Yue sighed in relief, and her body softened after the alarm was lifted.

After seeing her changes, His Highness Chen became worried and sighed with great resentment: "Qinger, do you think I have to be a widow in the future?"

Yue Qingqing twitched his forehead. Your Highness, are you sure the three words "shoulder" are appropriate for you?

However, how did she answer this question? No matter how she answered, she was taking advantage of it, so it would be better to pretend to be dead.

Yue Qingqing simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. Who knew that the hands that fell on her waist suddenly exerted force, and her body began to roll, just lying on Duanmu Chen's body.

"Qinger, the ground is cold!" Duanmu Chen's old god answered. He would never admit that he liked to be suppressed by his Qinger.

Yue gently twitched the corner of her mouth. Through the thin fabric, she could sense Duanmuchen's body getting hotter and hotter. The bulging heartbeat in her ear seemed to hit her heart and shatter her heartstrings.

It's a monster!

Yue Qingqing wailed in her heart, coughed dryly and said several times: "Duanmuchen, what's going on with Qingyi?"

Yue Qingqing kept wondering, why did a good person become like this? She looked like a three-year-old child.

Duanmu Chen was silent for a while, and the atmosphere became solemn: "Decades ago, something strange happened on the Xuanyue Continent. Many outstanding children of ancient families that had been passed down for thousands of years disappeared overnight. The Feng family also suffered a great disaster, and Feng Qingyi witnessed everything that happened that night.

If Dean Feng hadn't happened to go home and used all his strength to pull him back, Feng Qingyi would have disappeared.

According to Dean Feng, under the pull of the two forces, Feng Qingyi was injured by the mysterious force and fell into a fainting state. After that, he would get sick if he was injured. No matter whether he was a man, woman, old or young, as long as he opened his eyes, he would be the first to see him, he would be considered his mother."

Yue Qingqing's eyebrows were clustered. This was not like a disease, but more like a split personality.

"When will he recover?"

Duanmu Chen shook his head and said, "It may be a day or two, a few months, or it may never recover!"

They have tried countless methods over the years, but Feng Qingyi has not known how many times he has been knocked out by him. When he woke up, he still hugged him and called him mother like an octopus.

Yue closed her eyes gently. If this was a split personality, it would be the suppressed personality that would appear in a certain state. As long as the reason is found, such things may be avoided.

The two of them lay on the grass with their crossovers for a while, and Yue Qingqing said, "Do we go?"

"Don't worry, Qing'er is exhausted, let's take a break and leave!"

"I'm not tired!" Yue Qingqing couldn't help but feel frustrated.

"Then I'm tired! Press me for a while!" Duanmuchen tightened his arms and just didn't let her go, as he hadn't been pressed enough yet!

Yue gently twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "If you don't go out, I'm afraid Qingyi will make a big fuss in the inner courtyard!"

Duanmu Chen opened his eyes and looked at her deeply. Yue Qingqing felt furrowed in her heart. Her hands were folded on his chest, subconsciously stretching a short distance.

Duanmu Chen bent the corner of his mouth, and his big hand fell on the back of Yue's head. He pressed it hard and covered her lips without any rejection.

This time he kissed very violently, not as gentle as before, and he didn't let her go until Yue couldn't breathe.

Duanmuchen's fingers rubbed her swollen lips with the kiss, and said in a low voice: "Qinger, when you fold with me, don't think of other men, otherwise, if you think of me once, I will punish you once!"

"Qingyi..." Before Yue Qingqing finished speaking, he pressed her whole body under her. This time it was not as simple as kissing her lips. Her clothes were torn apart, revealing the delicate and human collarbone. Duanmu Chen chewed it hard several times until an ambiguous red dot appeared.

"Qing'er, I think you can say the names of other men again!"

Duanmuchen's gaze slid down his collarbone and landed on his undulating chest, and he could vaguely see the white edge that made people's blood radiate.

Yue widened her eyes gently. Is there such a domineering rogue person in this world? Can she not even say the names of other men in the future?

"Qing'er's eyes are so fascinating... Come on, be good, call someone else's name again..." Duanmu Chen coaxed.

"Abnormality, get out!" Yue was angry slightly, crushing the teleportation stone disappeared under him.

Duanmuchen touched his nose, why is Qing's skin so thin? It can't stand the play!

Duanmuchen then crushed the teleportation stone and left the forbidden area of ​​Nanfeng Academy.

Due to the formation, the inner courtyard of Nanfeng Academy is always shrouded in a hazy mist. The sunlight falls through the mist, which is not too dazzling, but it is absolutely not warm.

Yue gently crushed the teleportation stone and returned to the martial arts training ground in the inner courtyard. As soon as she appeared, she was hugged by Feng Qingyi in a smirk and howling: "Mom, there are many bad guys here, they want to take Yi'er away!"

"It's okay, no one can hurt Yi'er with his mother here!" Yue gently glanced around, and he was really an uninvited guest.

She patted Feng Qingyi's back and coaxed him for a long time before he calmed down. Then she stood beside obediently, but grabbed her clothes tightly, like a little beast afraid of being abandoned.

Yue Xiaoxuan stopped and kept rubbing the little chrysanthemum in her hand hard on the side, pouting her mouth and her eyes were full of resentment. Her mother had never smiled so gently at him, so jealous!

The little chrysanthemum is even more sad. Little master, can we still have fun?

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