Arrowed Butterfly

Yang Yifeng's goosebumps were all over the ground, he stared at Qiu Yiyun contemptuously, and turned away immediately.

Qiu Yiyun stared at Yang Yifeng's face tightly.In fact, before I met Yang Yifeng, I had already heard her name.Knowing that he was originally the great eunuch in the palace, he favored a small eunuch, but this little eunuch later forced Yang Yifeng out of the palace and replaced him—ah, it might not be correct to replace him, to be precise, this young apprentice Yang Yifeng trained , Not only overthrew the court, but also overthrew the country, and became the nine-thousand-year-old who took the emperor and made the princes.And Nine Thousand Years seems to have followed Yang Yifeng's old path, and was framed by Chen Qiyu who was trained by himself to ruin his reputation.

Well, Qiu Yiyun just remembered that Chen Qiyu is also an eunuch.Anyone who sees Chen Qiyu will not think that he is a eunuch, nor will he think that he is a ruthless character who pushes the powerful nine thousand years old to a dead end.He looked so upright and kind, so docile and harmless, he never said hurtful words, and never did anything beyond the etiquette.

But this is so boring!Qiu Yiyun still likes people like Yang Yifeng, her heart is full of dark emotions, her eyes are firm, her expression is pretending to be indifferent, she always has a strange pride, and her body also reveals a temperament that is both feminine and strong, such a contradiction!Such contradictions are fascinating.

In fact, he reckoned that Yang Yifeng should be quite old, having experienced so many ups and downs in the court and the arena, even though the martial arts he practiced claimed to make his face look younger, he already had shallow crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. The wrinkles between them are also deep.People who have experienced so much wind and rain have complex and vicissitudes of vision.These are things that cannot be concealed by divine skills.

However, in Qiu Yiyun's eyes, Yang Yifeng's crow's feet are also shining, so beautiful, so vivid, so moving.

Qiu Yiyun stared at Yang Yifeng fascinatedly, as if she was a child who just bought her favorite toy.Yang Yifeng felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at, and said, "Why are you staring at me?"

"It's pretty." Qiu Yiyun hugged him tighter, "Even the crow's feet are pretty."

Being praised for the good-looking crow's feet, I guess no one will be happy.Although Yang Yifeng didn't care much about her appearance, she couldn't help frowning when she heard such words, and when she frowned, the deep wrinkles between her brows also aroused Qiu Yiyun's praise: "What beautiful wrinkles! So deep!"

Yang Yifeng froze for a moment, thinking he was mocking herself, so she sneered and said, "Yes, I am old enough to be your father."

"Father..." Qiu Yiyun kissed the fine lines at the corners of Yang Yifeng's eyes, and said with a smile, "It really makes people's blood boil when you say that."

Yang Yifeng met Qiu Yiyun's eyes, and easily saw the little flames burning in the young man's eyes, only then realized that Qiu Yiyun didn't mock her just now, he really liked his wrinkles.Qiu Yiyun gently kissed the corner of his eyes, and then kissed the center of his brow.

Such a light kiss is like a butterfly landing on a flower.

However, even though Qiu Yiyun's kiss was extremely gentle, the force in her hands was still so cruel.He tore off the carefully tied bow, put his hand into Yang Yifeng's crotch, and scratched the scar with his nails.The scar obviously didn't hurt anymore, but when it was scratched at this moment, Yang Yifeng felt like a hole had been opened in his heart.

"Stop!" Yang Yifeng refused.

"What?" Qiu Yiyun said, "Do you want to dislocate again? It hurts!"

Yang Yifeng naturally didn't want to dislocate, and he also knew that after the dislocation, he had to take good care of it, otherwise he would dislocate if he hit it casually in the future.At present, he is indeed extremely weak, it is better to follow Qiu Yiyun's wishes, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood, he is neither a hero nor a fierce woman, there is no need to fight to the death for such a thing.

Qiu Yiyun tore open Yang Yifeng's trousers, looked at the two white thighs, feeling very excited, so she bit the inner side of the thigh with one bite, as if she wanted to bite off a piece of Yang Yifeng's flesh.Qiu Yiyun tasted the sweet smell of blood on the tip of her tongue, she felt much happier, she let go of her mouth, licked the wound a few times, and said, "Does it hurt?"

How could Yang Yifeng take this little pain seriously?But if you say "no pain" stiffly, I'm afraid it will lead to more torture.So summing it up, Yang Yifeng still replied: "It hurts."

"Then what should we do?" Qiu Yiyun frowned sadly, "The pain is still to come!"

Yang Yifeng was so angry that his teeth itched, but he didn't speak, and closed his eyes tightly, as if waiting for torture.

Yang Yifeng's eyes were tightly closed, but his eyelashes were still trembling slightly. This look of death and fear made Qiu Yiyun's heart swell, as if it was overflowing with honey.What a treasure!How could such a fun thing be handed over?

Qiu Yiyun carefully looked at the soft flesh between Yang Yifeng's legs, it was so short and soft, although it wasn't ugly, it was lifeless, like a baby that died young, just a mass of soft flesh.Qiu Yiyun liked it very much and kept licking it, but no matter how much she licked it, the lump of flesh was still lifeless.

Ha, but never mind!

——Qiu Yiyun thought so.

Because when he licked this, he could clearly feel that Yang Yifeng's muscles tensed up, and his breathing became more disordered.For Yang Yifeng's body, this fragile bone is the appendix, but for his heart, it is a wound that will never heal, a defect of eternal abstinence.Being touched here is enough to cause turbulent waves in Yang Yifeng's heart, and his self-esteem will be easily shattered.

Qiu Yiyun took a bite of that inch of flesh, this time she didn't use any force, just casually bit, suddenly felt that Yang Yifeng's thigh muscles were very tense, and her chest couldn't stop heaving.

"Ah...it's obviously a dead thing, how can it still arouse your desire?" Qiu Yiyun lay on Yang Yifeng's chest, stared at his face, and said, "It's really lewd, if you are not Eunuch, that’s really incredible.”

This kind of humiliation made Yang Yifeng's face turn red, and he stared at Qiu Yiyun resentfully.Qiu Yiyun liked this look very much, so she kissed Yang Yifeng's lips.Yang Yifeng clenched her teeth, not letting his tongue succeed.

"I've done it all before, is it interesting to be stubborn in this kind of thing?" Qiu Yiyun said with a smile.