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The trembling disappeared, making the man full of strong desire to suppress.

Needless to say, Feng Hun Zi Shui's glint in his eyes made it clear that he couldn't stop now, obviously he was in the jaws of a tiger.

He was extremely anxious and wanted to escape, but he missed the temperature that calmed his heart.

After a while, Fenghun softly uttered a crushing sound.

"At least...not here..."

The shy face was drooping, hidden under the purple hair, and the red pupils flashed a hesitant message.

Shui Remnant no longer hesitated, and turned Fenghun onto the big bed with a light hug.

Feng Hun still remembered the first time he came here, and was still overwhelmed by the water in panic, but his mood was quite different.

"Finally... I can touch you."

This is neither a dream nor a transaction, the wind soul is really in his arms.

"It's as if I'm wronged, if you can't stand it, you can find a bunch of..."

"Those substitutes no longer exist!" He pondered for a while, his voice a little hoarse. "You should know……"

“…………”

"Besides, those substitutes don't taste as good as you." As he spoke, he stroked Fenghun's waist and abdomen, moving back and forth.

"What's the taste...!" He was not food, and Feng Hun scolded him in embarrassment.

Shui Can lightly kisses Fenghun's thin neck, clearly feeling the moment Fenghun is nervous and swallows water, he smiles lightly.

"If it hurts, it doesn't matter if you grab it as much as you can."

「!?」

"My lord has said that you are very welcome on the bed, you are a kitten who scratches randomly."

"you……!"

Taking over Fenghun's protesting hands, Shui Can suppressed his expression, completely different from the teasing interest just now, that look... made Fenghun inexplicably palpitate and wanted to escape.

"...Don't... look at me like this..." Feng Hun murmured.

Unable to dodge Shui Remnant's attack, the fingers whirling around his waist seemed to have grasped his sensitive spots, caressed him from his waist, and wrapped them around the bud on his chest.Fenghun's thoughts are still circulating, the evil beasts can no longer wait for it, and the water remains in a state full of lust, holding a longing person in his arms, which is undoubtedly tormenting.

"The wind...is so beautiful." He hissed low, buried his somewhat resisting chest, the little hand of Fenghun's protest was useless, the pearly white jade-like skin was rendered crimson alluring due to the hot friction, turning into a gorgeous beautiful view.

The delicate lips were tightly closed, suppressing the desire constantly provoked by the water residue, and the slender waist was writhing uneasily, stimulating the man's pitifully thin reason.

"...No... Ah..." Feng Hun gasped lightly, moaning a little bewilderingly, the water residual magic finger whirled in his lower abdomen for a while, tightly encircling the hot Xiao Shi, his huge avatar deliberately approached and rubbed Move, provoke desire, defeat the will of the wind soul.

The incomparably sweet body, the waistline that wants to refuse but still welcome, and the tight and charming delicate skin are urging the water residue.

The speed at hand increased again, until the little stem shed tears.

"You...stop..." Fenghun, who is not used to human affairs, can't resist being controlled everywhere sensitively, his cold pupils overflowed with a transparent sea of ​​liquid, the focus is hazy, and his eyelashes fall down in a blink of an eye.

With the beautiful appearance given to him by his father and the abilities of his mother, should Fenghun belong to the Moon Clan or the Chan Clan?

There are many people in the school city who are close to him because of his appearance, and with Prince Shui Can appearing by his side from time to time, it is difficult for Fenghun to keep a low profile.

However, Feng Hun, who is admired by everyone, has always been lonely.

Although he belongs to the Chan family, the Chan family deliberately concealed the fact of his mother, so that Feng Hun and them also communicated with each other through a layer of veil.

After all, the Bai family does not belong to where he belongs. Feng Hun never intended to rely on them. In the end, he only had Xuecheng to live freely, even though there was a prince who was always annoying him.

He used to be in the same room with Shui Can, but it didn't take long for Shui Can to change rooms. Feng Hun always thought that Shui Can didn't want to share a room with him.

Looking back, if Shui Can really wanted him so much, wouldn't he be in the wolf's den at that time?

"Wind... you are not paying attention."

In the blink of an eyelash, the picture recalled in my mind turned to reality, and the stinky cold voice of Shui Can still echoed in my ears, as if it overlapped with the low magnetic voice of today.

Dazed as if in a lifetime, Feng Hun has not completely withdrawn from the memory for a moment.

Sensing the other party's distraction, Shui Zhan raised his stern sword eyebrows, and suddenly...he exerted an aggressive force.

"...Um no... Ahh..." Shuo's hot desire deepened, and the greedy desire was buried in Fenghun's moist backyard, and the inferior quality contradicted Fenghun's sensitive point.

"Slow down..." The intercourse made him ashamed, the sensitive point that was frequently attacked made him tremble, and the friction of his movements made him more aware that his legs were shamefully clamping each other, but there was no way out.

"Then tell me the truth, who were you thinking about just now?" Shui Can kissed along his neck, and when he reached the collarbone, he intentionally gnawed the tooth marks. Voice.

"I didn't...ah..."

The sounds of nature make the water-damaged man's desires linger in his body more violently, just like a beast hungry for the baptism of spring dew is awakened.

The union of the bodies elicited beads of sweat, whether it was Shui Can or him, Shui Can's fierce aggression made him unable to resist.

"Hmm..." Feng Hun panted lightly, with an indigestible strong demand, Feng Hun scratched several finger marks on the unrestrained Shui Remnant's back in protest.

"You... stop... um..." Hitting a sensitive point again, Fenghun couldn't help but tremble.

Like the impact of the waves, the waves never stop, and the waves rise again, and the sticky lower body is intertwined with a movement of broken threads.

"Uh...uh stop..."

"Can't stop..." Shui Remnant whispered in his ear, his lips were malicious and softly teased, and his melodious but demonic voice rose.

"Because your body is too charming, nothing is enough..."

Loot all...

Every inch of Fenghun's tender skin, every clear thought, was eroded by the hot desire of the water residue.

This night, Feng Hun pampered himself to relax a little, enjoying the feeling of being loved to the fullest, and feeling Shui Zhan's nostalgia for him.

Shui Can's hug makes him ashamed, but it fills his empty heart, and this charm of wanting to welcome and yet reject even more provokes Shui Can's longing, demanding to be whirling in the caress, and the mated lower body is sweeter and inseparable.

The wind soul accepts everything selflessly, and also abandons everything selflessly, only the body can truly feel the combination with the water residue.

With the water residue...indulgently escaping from himself, this is the night he has accepted the water residue the most so far.

"You belong to me, Wind..."

Madness, anxiety, redemption.

Overly complex emotions are filled, the breathing of the water residue is heavy and complicated, desire and pity for every inch of the sultry skin.

No matter how many times it takes, it will always be so beautiful and intoxicating. This sultry body belongs to him, and no one can snatch it away.

"Even the bastard from the Bai family can't take you away!"

In the fastened shackles, what did Shui Zan say...?

Fenghun, who was lost in the frenzied emotions, was absolutely unable to think.

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Fenghun couldn't remember how he finally fell asleep.

But even in his dream, the temperature of the water still made him feel at ease. It was unbelievable... A person with such a severe exterior has an incomparably hot, burning coldness that burns his skin straight to his heart.

Give him warmth.

In memory, Fenghun seldom had the opportunity to feel such a caring temperature, which seemed to disintegrate his defenses, which made him feel fear and hope.

After pretending for so long, he is always tired and needs a haven where he can disarm.

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The genius had just dawned, and the disturbing light forced Fenghun to wake up slowly.

He blinked his eyelashes tiredly, the curtains swaying in the wind didn't seem real, one side of his eyes was empty and cold.

This was the second time he woke up from the Shui Rem room, and he sat up slowly. Although he didn't want to face the embarrassment of waking up naked, he didn't have the chance to see Shui Rem's relaxed sleeping face, so he was really discouraged.

Feng Hun noticed that he had changed into a robe with an unfamiliar scent, and his body was dry and clean. It seems that he had ordered someone to take care of them for them?

"wind……"

Finding that he woke up, Shui Can leaned on the bed, and Feng Hun couldn't dodge in time.

"You were so cute last night, so unforgettable." The water residue buried itself in Fenghun's neck, exhaling hot breath deliberately.

He was finally his own.

The kitten who always rejected him, although he still scratched him, accepted his hug as if, with a seductive and seductive figure, combined with a shy jerky, he is really an intoxicating little fairy.

"That...isn't it..." Fenghun hesitated, his face was relatively rosy, after hearing Shui's muffled laughter for a while, he said angrily. "...You better forget about yesterday!"

The kitten was angry again.

Feng Hun was so awkward that he wanted to tear away his embrace, and Shui Can quickly restrained his emotions. "...Okay... I didn't mention it when I was the king."

Reluctantly lingering, he gently kissed the red skin stained by him, and the unpolluted snow white, with a low magnetic sound.

"But... you finally didn't frown when you fell asleep last night."

Seeing Feng Hun sleeping peacefully for the first time, Shui Can smiled lightly, implying that he had observed Feng Hun's sleeping face many times.

"Dream what?"

Fenghun pursed his lips tightly, hesitating very much, and the silence spread for a while.

"It's not convenient to say it."

"No, I dreamed that the moon flowed away..."

Shui Can, who thought Fenghun would refuse to respond, held his breath in the middle of the day, patiently waiting for Ren'er's next sentence.

"Do you remember that I had a high fever for three days?"

Fenghun is very calm, calm from the heart to the outside, not forced calm.

"Remember."

"I always thought I was dreaming... In the dream, he sat by my bed, touched my forehead, and made me take medicine I hadn't seen... What did he say?"

Dimly, that time he had a high fever for a long time, his mother and Ming were no longer there, and he took all the medicines in Xuecheng, but they still didn't get better, and they died of anxiety.

At that time, Liu Yi had someone who contacted the Bai family.