Feng Qingge murmured helplessly, Xue Mei Tong became an irreconcilable conflict between him and Xue Xichen. One was the woman who once saved his life and devoted everything to him, and the other was the woman he loved most in his life. He couldn't make a choice, and he couldn't make a choice.
I don’t know how to choose. If I can only choose one of the two,...
Xuemei Tong... She is the only one I cannot let down in this life...
"Xichen, can't you really do that..."
Xue Xichen shook her face and replied decisively, "Feng Qingge, I will not make a baby for anyone!"
"How about being an equal wife? You and Tongtong have equal status, no matter how big or small..."
This is the biggest concession he has ever made.
Xue Xichen sneered.
If Xuemei Tong is really the Xuemei Tong who is willing to share weal and woe with Feng Qingge in life and death, if Xuemei Tong is really the Xuemei Tong who can sacrifice her life for Feng Qingge, then no matter if Feng Qingge
She will agree to any request she makes, because Xue Meitong has deep affection for Feng Qingge, and Feng Qingge cannot let her down!
It's a pity that she is not that woman!
Xue Meitong is me! Xue Xichen is me too! Feng Qingge, you are a man who belongs to me only, and I am not allowed to share it with any woman!
Seeing Xue Xichen's coldness, Feng Qingge knew that he could not change Xue Xichen's mind. He was in a dilemma. He was neither willing to lose Xue Xichen nor let down Xue Meitong.
Xichen, why do you have to embarrass me like this...
Seeing Feng Qingge lost in pain, Xue Xichen felt uncomfortable. However, she had no intention of giving in, because she would never let that stinky woman sit on her head and dominate her!
No matter how much you stay, all that will be left is sadness. If Feng Qingge can't see through the fake Xue Meitong's true face, it can only prove that he doesn't love her enough!
"Feng Qingge, think about it yourself slowly!"
Turn around and want to leave.
Feng Qingge suddenly stretched out her hand to hold Xue Xichen's arm, exerted force on her wrist, and with a beautiful spin, she pulled Xue Xichen back to her side and pressed her firmly against the marriage stone behind her.
The body is close to each other.
The sight is hot.
"Feng Qingge, what are you doing!"
Xue Xichen stared, furious.
Xichen, I can't bear your anger, and I'm not willing to bear it...
All you need to know is that I love you...
Feng Qingge suddenly tore off a piece of clothing and covered Xue Xichen's eyes.
It was pitch black in front of him, and a figure could be vaguely seen shaking. A pair of fiery big palms touched Xue Xichen's cheek, trembling slightly, and instantly froze Xue Xichen's whole body struggle.
Feng Qingge...what does he want to do!
The peach blossoms beside the Marriage Stone are blooming, the flowers are like brocade, the shades of pink are blurred, and the fragrance is permeated, like mist, covering up their entanglement.
Feng Qingge stared deeply at the woman he loved deeply in front of her. He loved her to the core of his bones, and loved her more than life. He loved her so much that he couldn't let go, and he was unwilling to let go. He just wanted to hug her tightly.
Live with her...kiss her...crazy and lingering...inseparable from life to death...
Xichen...my Xichen...my little lady...
Feng Qingge suddenly leaned forward, kissed Xue Xichen's lips fiercely, bit them hard, as if to vent her anger, until her red lips were slightly swollen from the kiss, and until she gasped repeatedly.
"Um...Feng Qingge...you..."
Feng Qingge pulled open Xue Xichen's collar, and her lips gradually slid down along Xue Xichen's lip line and neck. The silky clothes fell off her shoulders, revealing skin as white as magnolia. Xue Xichen smiled slightly
Trembling. The sweet fragrance of Datura flowers is attractive, full of sweet temptation, and has a taste of lust.
And...and...this is a public place, and someone may break in at any time!
"Xichen...I want you..."
I want you! I want you like crazy!
"Feng Qingge, why are you so in love in broad daylight? Could it be that Xue Mei Tong doesn't satisfy you?"
Although she was scolding her like this, she felt sweet and satisfied in her heart. Feng Qingge would rather ask her not to have fake snow-enchanted pupils. This just proves that her charm is greater than fake snow-enchanted pupils!
"Xichen...I miss you..."
The charming voice is full of alluring temptation, with a hint of darkness due to lust.
"Feng Qingge...well..."
The Luo shirt was lightly untied, and in his fingertips, in the spring breeze of falling flowers, the beauty fell everywhere.
He lowered his head and covered her lips again. He kissed her deeply and passionately, and his hot tongue penetrated her mouth to tease her, entangled with her, and kissed her until she gasped and became drunk.
Being blindfolded, Xue Xichen couldn't see Feng Qingge's expression at this moment. So she didn't know that she reflected in Feng Qingge's eyes was so beautiful and pure, like a fairy, unparalleled in the world.
The sunlight illuminated Xue Xichen's bright red face, illuminated her flawless body, and set off her jade-like skin. Among the purple and red trees, she was incomparably beautiful.
In the confusion, Feng Qingge seemed to see those charming violet eyes - bewitched and intoxicated, like the poison of a mandala. It only took one glance and it was deeply engraved in the bone marrow, and could never be forgotten again.
She is that sweet, bewitching, enchanting and evil mandala!
Because of his desire, his eyes were no longer clear and were stained with a layer of crimson intoxication.
The tightly closed eyes, fluttering eyelashes, and stiff and tense body reveal the timidity and excitement of the master. It is not that he does not resist, but that he is unable to resist. I have always known that women cannot compete with men in physical strength, and I also know that this man has his own way.
She knew that she could not escape Feng Qingge's clutches.
Nor willing to escape...
Feng Qingge explored as if she had come to a beautiful peach blossom forest, admiring the delicate peach blossoms on the branches. She picked the most beautiful and fragrant flower, held it in her palms, and gently cared for it, letting the petals blow in the cool wind.
Beauty blooms.
Her breathing was intertwined, she could not speak, and her heartbeat was like a drum. She wanted to regain her reason, she was looking for reason, but the reason had long been forgotten by her in a distant place...
Under the sun, her beautiful face was slightly raised, her fan-like eyelashes were trembling slightly. She could no longer tell whether she wanted to refuse at this moment, or was full of joyful expectation...
Passion surged like the hottest heat in summer. Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge were both intoxicated by each other's warmth, panting and moaning, abandoning each other's last restraints and relying on each other passionately.
Messy, wrong, drunk...
The flames of desire are like sparks igniting a prairie fire. They are out of control and seem to burn out all human reason.
When he entered her body, an unquenchable desire rushed over her face like a sea wave, and her skin was as hot as a fever, dripping with sweat, and glistening in the sunlight.
The black hair is scattered, the fallen flowers fall lightly in the hair, and the fragrance is dazzling.
He pressed her underneath him and allowed his young body to do whatever he wanted.
In a state of confusion and confusion, I no longer know what year it is today, so I can only hug the person under me tightly and fall into the most beautiful dream together.
Heaven and man are united, water and water blend together.