Returning to Feng Qingge's room, Feng Qingge put Xue Xichen on the bed. Her movements were gentle, and the bed was covered with soft silk quilts, but Xue Xichen pretended to scream strangely, and Feng Qingge complained dissatisfiedly, "
Barbarian! Don’t you know how to show mercy?”
Doesn't he know how to show mercy?
Feng Qingge couldn't help but black lines appeared on her forehead. If he didn't know how to cherish the beauty, then he would have killed her in the ice and snow just now, instead of carrying her back to the room, just because he was worried about her body and feared that she would catch a cold.
"Feng Qingge, your room is so gorgeous!"
Xue Xichen looked around at the exquisitely decorated room filled with calligraphy and paintings, and couldn't help but sigh, "Why are our rooms so different?"
Feng Qingge replied: "The east chamber is originally used to accommodate guests and is not decorated deliberately. If you don't like it, I will rearrange the room for you."
"That's not necessary! We won't be able to live here much longer anyway!"
Xue Xichen sat cross-legged on the bed, looked around curiously, and asked Feng Qingge, "Did you write and draw these calligraphy and paintings yourself?"
"When I am bored in my spare time, my graffiti is not worth mentioning."
"No, it's great! The writing is vigorous and powerful, and the lines are like flowing clouds and flowing water. It is completed in one go, elegant and general, and powerful, comparable to the works of famous artists. The faces of the characters in the painting are exquisite and lifelike, and the gestures and gestures are natural, but..."
Why is this face so kind?
Xue Xichen was shocked to discover that the person in the painting was none other than Xue Meitong!
Feng Qingge's handwritten portrait of Xue Meitong!
Seeing Xue Xichen's expression was different, Feng Qingge followed Xue Xichen's gaze, her clear eyes suddenly dimmed, she lowered her eyes and said lonelyly, "Xichen, you may not recognize the woman in the painting, she is my princess Xue
Charming Eyes."
How could she not recognize her? Of course she does, because she is Xue Meitong!
Of course, she would not tell Feng Qingge.
She never expected that she would see her portrait in Feng Qingge's room. Does this mean that Feng Qingge has been thinking about her and harboring her in her heart?
Xue Xichen's heart suddenly felt mixed.
Seeing that Xue Xichen's expression was not kind and seemed to be unhappy, Feng Qingge quickly held Xue Xichen's hands and explained gently, "Since I love you, I don't want to hide it from you. Xue Meitong is my princess and the most loved one in my life."
A woman! Her death left me heartbroken and miserable. I once thought I would never fall in love with any woman again in this life, until I met you..."
Seeing Xue Xichen's silence, Feng Qingge's heart tightened, and she suddenly held Xue Xichen's hands and said excitedly: "Xichen, please believe in my feelings for you! But Xue Meitong... I know,
This may be a bit overwhelming for you, but Xue Meitong is no longer alive, can you...can you let me leave a small corner in my heart...to hide her quietly..."
"Qingge!"
Xue Xichen interrupted Feng Qingge. She raised a relaxed smile, her eyes were clear and clean, and she said softly: "I, Xue Xichen, am not the kind of jealous woman. When you first came to Jiangdu, you also said that you
You want to seize this world because of the princess's last wish. I am moved by your deep love for the princess. The deceased is gone, how can I be jealous of a dead person?"
In fact, to be more precise, Xue Meitong is her, and Xue Xichen is also her, so how could she be jealous of herself?
On the contrary, she was very happy. She was very happy to find that Feng Qingge really loved her, loved her to the bone, and loved her more than life!
"Xichen, you are such a good woman!"
Tolerance, generosity, gentleness and grace are all the qualities of a good woman.
She is not a good and tolerant woman. If Feng Qingge dares to cheat on her, she will be jealous and go crazy. She just won't be stupid enough to be jealous of herself!
"Qingge, will you miss the princess?"
"I miss her, I miss her all the time!"
"I will miss her with you too!"
"Xichen!" Feng Qingge was so emotional that she kissed Xue Xichen's soft red lips and said excitedly, "Xichen, you are so kind! I, Feng Qingge, am so lucky to have you in this life! Thank you heaven for letting me
I met you! Feng Qingge will never let you down in this life!"
Qingge, as long as you still love me, I will never leave you again...
"Xichen..."
Feng Qingge hugged Xue Xichen tightly and kissed her flowery lips with force. Xue Xichen almost whole body fell into Feng Qingge's embrace, and her soft and fragrant body leaned against his as soft as a bone.
On his chest, soft black hair brushed down his face, tickling and crispy. His nose was filled with the elegant and fragrant fragrance of datura flowers, which was her unique fragrance... so tempting and extremely strong
The ground stimulated Feng Qingge's senses, making him unable to control himself and making his heart surge.
The strong male scent sprayed heavily on her face, and she could feel his rapidly rising and falling chest without any gaps. She lowered her long eyelashes, and her snow-white face was as red as a cherry blossom blooming in early spring.
Picking it up is heart-pounding.
Her shyness deeply seduced Feng Qingge. He couldn't help but put his arm around her waist, tightening it inch by inch. Then, he slowly lowered his head... Two hot lips pressed against her delicate pink lips.
On the lips.
Her lips were like petals covered with honey. He couldn't help but pry open her lips, and inserted the tip of his tongue deeply into the depths of her mouth, stirring up the honey.
The tip of his strong tongue effortlessly caught her lilac tongue, and their lips and tongues were entangled, and she couldn't help but let out a "hmm", which was like an invisible encouragement, stimulating him to kiss her even more passionately.
He sucked deeply into her fresh and soft mouth, sparing almost every corner of her mouth, pressing for her fragrance and tenderness, and unreservedly expressing his hidden affection.
In this kiss.
At some point, their bodies were closely attached to each other, like two conjoined twins, kissing each other inseparably.
Feng Qingge could not wait to rub the sweet girl in his arms into her belly. His iron arms tightly hugged her soft waist that was so soft that it almost broke when it was bent, and he passionately demanded the honey in her mouth.
She subconsciously hugged his neck, opened her mouth slightly, and allowed him to take whatever he wanted in her mouth.
"Qingge..."
His name was faintly revealed between her lips and tongue, like a whisper between lovers, which aroused Feng Qingge's body to surge with emotion, and he kissed her crazily with more devotion.
I don't know how long it took, until both of them were almost suffocating, Feng Qingge reluctantly let go of the beauty in her arms.
His chest was rising and falling, and his breathing was rapid. Xue Xichen was panting and leaning softly in his arms. Her clear water eyes were filled with moisture, just like the mist rising from the lake surface in the early morning, floating in and out like nothing.
The mist makes those watery eyes even more charming, charming and sexy.
Such amorous feelings caused Feng Qingge's whole body to burn as hot as fire. Waves of heat rushed through his body, and strong emotional waves surged over him, almost overwhelming all his reason.