After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

After these words, Xiangli Feilu's first reaction was to push him away.

His mind was dragged away by the sudden disappearance of the erotic ghost, but the phoenix karma unknowingly emanating from Rong Yi's body had firmly suppressed him, forcing him to stay in this small world of bed curtains. They raised their heads and looked at him, only the sound of his suppressed breathing remained between them.

The veins on Xiangli Feilu's arms bulged, and he wanted to break free, but his green eyes were filled with surprise and some kind of embarrassment, but it was in vain.

He was pressed on the pillow by Rong Yi on his back, his long hair was disheveled, and his clothes were pulled into a mess.

There was no smell of a ghost in the room, only the two of them were left with each other.

Rong Yi looked at him condescendingly, and he could only look up at his white neck, his black hair soaked in sweat, and the undisguised coercion that he usually hides but is now undisguised, he looks so noble and unreliable Vision, but more fragile than usual.

Rong Yi's eyes were flushed, and the water in her phoenix eyes seemed to be overflowing, it was the water droplets that were blown by the wind and swayed down in a hurry, and were about to fall.He almost used a kind of brute force to tear the skirt of his clothes impatiently. When he bowed his head to kiss him, his breath was also full of heat, almost painful.

"Rongyi..."

Xiangli Feilu frowned, and reached out to clasp his slender wrist.

The moment he met Shang Rongyi's eyes, his hand that had been trying to exert strength suddenly and gradually relaxed.

He had never seen Rong Yi like this.

The moment their skins touched, Rong Yi was stunned for a moment, and some confusion appeared in his eyes.

His lips were still on his lips, soft and hot, the next moment, he was holding on to Xiangli Feilu's skirt, and wanted to continue kissing, but Xiangli Feilu stretched out his hand to block it.

The ruddy and soft pure sticks to his calloused hand, which is slightly cool and moist.

A look of bewilderment flashed in Rong Yi's eyes, and then it turned into a kind of uncontrollable irritability and grievance. He asked, "Why don't you want me to kiss you? Don't you want to marry me? Whatever you want, you can do it with me." Let me tell you, I promise you, I will give you everything, and I will be responsible for you."

His voice was hoarse, but it revealed a certain breathtaking charm, which could almost seduce everything in this world.

Rong Yi's left hand pushed his palm away inch by inch, and Xiangli Feilu's forehead was also sweating thinly. His fingers were squeezed hard, but they could only twist tighter, until there were red marks on each other's skin, while breathing Getting more and more tangled.

Xiangli Feilu felt his elbow start to ache again, the wound opened again due to the tight skin, and the dark red blood rolled down the skin again, staining the mattress under him, and Rongyi's mana The suppression is getting stronger and stronger.

He finally opened his fingers, and then kissed him without any rules, spraying hot breath on his fingertips, and even licking the tip of his tongue lightly, as if sucking some nectar from the world.

"Shangshen—" Xiangli Feilu's hoarse voice was drowned in his kiss.

He closed his eyes lightly, and then opened them again. There was no lust in those green and calm eyes, but he just stared at Rong Yi quietly.

Rong Yi's dark and beautiful eyes were in chaos, only reflecting his shadow, scorching and shining, bright and dazzling, but seemed to reveal some kind of fragility.

At this moment, Yan Gui's words appeared in his mind.

"Ming Xing, do you also have inner demons?"

Xiangli Feilu suddenly stretched out his hand, touched his cheek lightly, and brushed the end of his eyes with warm fingertips.

He couldn't speak, but quietly put his fingertips against the end of his eyes, bringing him the only gentle touch, like stroking the feathers of a small animal, full of comfort.

And Rong Yi's movements also softened inch by inch under such a touch.

The unstoppable oppressive force emanating from his body also receded like a tide, becoming weaker and lighter bit by bit.But even so, the pressure was still firmly on top of his head.

He whispered, "I don't want anything from God."

Rong Yi's movements paused again, the confusion in his eyes deepened, and Xiangli Feilu also took this opportunity to prop up the bed, and supported Rong Yi with the other hand to sit up.

He whispered: "Shangshen is not feeling well, I will heal for Shangshen, okay?"

Rong Yi lay on his shoulders, her fingers wrapped around his back, she was so exhausted that she couldn't even speak clearly, she just panted in a low voice.

The young man's body was extraordinarily soft, completely convincing and relying on his arms, his hair was hanging down, the collar of the skirt was scattered to his ribs, revealing his thin and fair shoulders.

Xiangli Feilu pushed up his clothes, held him firmly with one hand, slipped the other hand into the quilt, grabbed Rongyi's wrist, and pressed his pulse with his fingertips.

The scar on his right hand was still slowly oozing blood, and the blood also stained Rongyi's skin, and after drying, the slightly moist skin was dark red.

He didn't mean to take his pulse.

Bewitched and injured by a glamorous ghost, he can still heal a mortal, but Rong Yi is a god, so he can only channel his true energy to suppress the dryness and heat in his body.

Xiangli Feilu's fingertips condensed true energy and poured it along Rongyi's veins. The calm and warm breath collided with the Yin Qi of the gorgeous ghost, and at the same time collided with the karma of the Phoenix, like water and fire meeting each other. Instantly felt that Rong Yi's whole body trembled, and then wanted to run away from his arms in pain, muttering: "It hurts..."

"Wait, just wait a little longer." Xiangli Feilu clasped his waist, holding him firmly in his arms.

Rong Yi was in pain, and the smell of blood rushed up his throat.

But because of the pain, tears came out of the corners of Rong Yi's eyes, and she bit him on the shoulder, almost crying, "It hurts, I don't want to—"

His black and beautiful eyes became sober sometimes, and sometimes confused, looking at the person in front of him through tears: green eyes, handsome and sharp eyebrows, upright and solemn breath.

He knows this is the one who feeds himself.

He takes care of himself, so he can completely relax and give himself to him completely and happily.But why is he in so much pain now?

He just wants to do the happiest thing in this world with him, he doesn't want to hurt.

He was very dissatisfied with this situation. For a moment, he came up with this idea, and in the next moment, he realized it naturally-he whispered a magic formula, raised his hand to push it, and pressed the magic formula into the frame. Rifei Lou's chest.

Charms, Tantric spells, the first spell he wrote down from Peacock.

Xiangli Feilu froze, and before those green eyes dimmed, he heard that deep and good voice say stiffly in time: "God..."

The pain was gone, replaced by burning skin.Xiangli Feilu clasped his wrist, slightly dazed, just like the first day we met, neither advancing nor retreating, but there was also a flame in his eyes, faintly burning, gradually spreading.

His integrity seemed to be about to collapse at this moment, as if being pulled down by an invisible hand, together with Rong Yi, he fell into this boundless romance and sinking, unable to struggle, completely out of control.

Rong Yi hugged his neck and pressed it firmly against his shoulder. He is a bird, he just wants to get into the sleeve of the man in his dream, and stay here forever, surrounded by those gentle hands. Touch the feathers.

Xiangli Feilu raised his eyes again, and something seemed to be on the verge of breaking in those green eyes.He lowered his eyes, trying to control himself to avoid the dazed and sinking eyes, but when he moved, he touched the young man's shoulders that were illuminated by the light as honey.

——I don’t know when the candle was extinguished, I only know that it was brought down by the bed curtain, turned over with the candle holder, and made a dull sound of "dong".

The mattress sank, and there was Rong Yi's muffled groan as she was pushed back onto the couch.

At this moment, even Xiangli Feilu's thoughts fell into chaos. He pinched Rongyi's chin and kissed it with almost vicious force, making people breathless.

Rong Yi moved her fingertips, trying to struggle to get up, but was held in place by him again, unable to move.

In the darkness, the eyes of both of them were burning hot and shining.

Perhaps it was because of being tense for too long, even though he was controlled by the charm spell at this moment, when Xiangli Feilu bent down, his eyes secretly showed a bit of fatigue and relaxation, as if he came here, he should sink into this, and should be entangled with him .

"Why did you give up on ascension?"

Ten years ago, Peacock asked him this.The peacock is a god, and also the light that he followed all his life. He is a human being, the incarnation of Buddhism, a mortal who is destined to be stained with dust in this world.

He said, "No reason, I just don't want to."

"You have an obstacle in your heart, Buddha, this will be your lifelong karma." Peacock said, "Since you insist on this, I will not say any more. I hope you will not regret it one day."

This heart is about Jiang Guo, and he has never felt that this is a karmic obstacle.

What about now?

Love, the world, all the ordinary joys and bliss of ordinary people, he is used to all these, are these also his karma?

In the silent room, the clothes were rubbing against each other slowly, mixed with the sound of depressing breathing.

Xiangli Feilu leaned over and lowered his eyes, Rong Yi stretched out her fingers, bent her eyes and smiled, her fingertips lightly brushed his hair wet with sweat.