Chapter 1158
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His muscular waist squeezed between her legs, holding the back of her head as he kissed her passionately.
His long tongue explored her sweet mouth, taking in every bit of her fragrance. Hooking the tip of her tongue, he kissed her passionately, as if he was eating a delicious snack.
Mmm!
Feng Lingxue felt like she couldn't breathe. His passionate kisses were about to swallow her whole.
Didn't he despise her lips?
Why was he kissing her so passionately now?
Just as she was about to suffocate, Feng Lingxue placed her hands on his muscular chest, pushing him away.
She obediently buried her little head in his chest, and her two little hands slid down, hugging his waist.
Xuan Ying's eyes were red, his breathing uneven. His thin lips landed on her hair. He almost lost control from her kiss.
He wanted her.
Every cell in his body was screaming — -Want her.
Although he hated her in his heart, his body was extremely honest and he gave in to her easily.
He had never had a woman before.
She was his first woman.
The time he spent in Ah Jiao's Room was his entire adolescence. When other boys laid their eyes on girls, he was no exception.
She grew up bit by bit, becoming more and more beautiful.
He would have erotic dreams, it was all about her, it was all about her.
For the past three years, he would still have such dreams. She would appear in his dreams again and again.
At his age, he was full of vigor and vigor, and he would have sexual desires twice a week. Being in the army, he was depressed. Although there were beautiful women who were cleaned, packed, and sent to his tent, he did not touch them.
It wasn't because he wanted to keep his chastity for her. She wasn't worthy of that. It was because his taste had been spoiled. He always felt that those beauties or the concubines in the Snow Mountain Residence couldn't compare to her.
He didn't want to sleep with her.
He just wanted to sleep with her.
Xuan Ying moved closer to her ear, murmuring hoarsely against her silky hair, "Your little stone is in my trouser pocket. You can take it yourself."
Feng Lingxue promptly stretched her hand out, shoving it into his trouser pocket.
Her soft hands touched his muscular thighs through the thin material of his shirt.
But she couldn't find anything even after searching around.
Lifting her head, her seductive eyes landed on his handsome face. "There's no Little Shitou for me."
Xuan Ying looked at her passionately, cupping her face. "Serve me well and I'll give it to you."
Feng Lingxue's eyes were gentle and seductive. She got down from the vanity table and squatted down in front of him.
She reached out to unbuckle his belt …
Reaching out, Xuan Ying scooped her up and placed her back on the dresser. "No need, I want … you."
As he spoke, he pushed her skirt up.
Feng Lingxue's body gradually stiffened, she stretched out her hand to press his large palm. She looked at him carefully. "Master, can I … use other methods …"
Xuan Ying lifted his eyes, she was looking at him with a pale face. Even her body under his palm was as stiff as a rock.
She called him 'Master'.
The word 'Master' was like a bucket of cold water poured over him. If it wasn't for that stupid stone, she wouldn't have called him, wouldn't have come, wouldn't have taken the initiative to hug and kiss him, and wouldn't have been so obedient.
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