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This kiss can be called gentle to Di Xin who has always been strong and domineering. Perhaps it was because he was drenched in the rain during the short walk towards Fu Zhenhong, so his lips were stained with moist drops of water. .

These water droplets made his light-colored lips look moist and cold, and also added an elegant and cold taste to the moment when the lips of the two touched.

Di Xin didn't kiss for long, after rubbing it lightly for a while, he left Fu Zhenhong's lips, and once again stared at Fu Zhenhong with those dark pupils.

He was standing under the umbrella. Due to his height, his poor vision made his direct gaze a little more condescending.

Fu Zhenhong didn't like the feeling of being overlooked very much, so in the next second, he raised his slender arms, wrapped them around Di Xin's neck, and then exerted a little force to let Di Xin follow his own strength. He lowered his head.

This time, the eyes of the two finally met.

Fu Zhenhong found that the color of Di Xin's pupils was really dark, as thick as ink, sharp and deep, with indistinguishable emotions floating around.

His face is handsome enough, his facial features are tough, and his outline is clear. Such an impactful appearance is just like him, like a sharp sword that has been polished and unsheathed for a long time. Blood and war songs.

When Fu Zhenhong was in Dixin, Dixin was also looking at Fu Zhenhong.

This seemed to be the first time since the two had known each other for such a long time, they stared at each other silently, silently but focused, and only used silent eyes to describe each other.

Di Xin has seen too many beauties, but none of them have grown completely on his aesthetic point like the man in front of him.This gorgeous appearance with red lips and white teeth is like a rich peony, and also like a demon flower blooming on the bank of the legendary Wangchuan River.

Full of alluring beauty.

He is a mortal, and with such a face, he couldn't resist the desire to keep it for himself forever.

"Are you warning me?" In the end, Fu Zhenhong spoke first in this exchange of glances, her voice was laziness, with a bit of careless intimacy.

"Yes." The anger in Di Xin's heart caused by the sachet just now has not completely dissipated, so facing Fu Zhenhong's contemptuous words, he only answered one word briefly, decisively and coldly .

Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong laughed softly: "Your Majesty, you are actually jealous." As he spoke, the arms around Di Xin's neck became tighter, like a flexible snake.

Di Xin didn't answer, but his eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on the arms that wrapped around the back of his neck.

The red sleeves slipped back due to the movement of the master's lifting, and then the pure white wrists like snow were exposed, and the flawless skin was glowing like jade, soft and bright, exuding a faint fragrance .

Di Xin's eyes dimmed.

He wanted this man, from the first time he saw him.

Di Xin held Fu Zhenhong's waist and abdomen with one hand, and hugged him in his chest.

The rain in the sky gradually became smaller and stopped after a while.

The cloud cleared and the sun shone on the ground again.The rhythm of turning sunny came too fast, as impermanent as sudden rain.

Di Xin threw the umbrella on the ground and directly carried Fu Zhenhong into the gazebo.After he put Fu Zhenhong on the stone table, he didn't let go of the hand on Fu Zhenhong's back, but deliberately pressed it a few times with a bit of force, with a sense of punishment.

Fu Zhenhong's waist was already sensitive, but after being pressed so skillfully by Di Xin a few times, her body quickly softened, and she was a little weak to put all the weight of her upper body on Di Xin.

Di Xin hugged Fu Zhenhong tightly, put his chin on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, and bit Fu Zhenhong's delicate earlobe gently with his teeth: "How about I lock you up?" His tone was low, and his slightly hoarse voice was hard to distinguish between true and false.

But Fu Zhenhong heard that he didn't mean to be joking at all.He squinted at Di Xin, and a sneer appeared in his bewitching eyes: "What are you trapping me with?" His eyes were slightly raised, arrogant and pampered, and his gaze was full of charm.

Di Xin didn't answer in a hurry, but admired Fu Zhenhong's somewhat domineering beauty for a while, and then began to stroke Fu Zhenhong's lips with his hands.

His fingertips were a bit rough, although he lightened his pressure, but rubbing them back and forth a few times made Fu Zhenhong's lips more and more beautiful.

Fu Zhenhong frowned because of his action, and he didn't like the itchy feeling on his lips.

But Di Xin seemed to be very satisfied with his masterpiece. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he put his palm on the back of Fu Zhenhong's head, then slammed it in his direction, and then kissed her, fiercely.

This kiss was completely different from the soft touch just now.There is a domineering plunder and a strong possessive desire in this kiss, like a ferocious cheetah that has not been tamed, biting the prey in its mouth tightly, wishing to swallow the prey immediately.

Fu Zhenhong didn't dodge, nor cater to, just being imprisoned in Di Xin's arms, enduring the erotic kiss.

The sun became thicker and thicker, and the bright and brilliant halo shone into the gazebo, covering all the shade accumulated during the rain.Under the warm halo of the sun, the air in the gazebo became warmer, but this heat couldn't match the restless heat in Di Xin's body.

He finished the kiss, breathing heavily. Looking at the man whom he kissed more and more alluringly, Di Xin couldn't help but lift his chin to look at the stunning beauty.

"Daji..." Di Xin called Fu Zhenhong's name in a low voice, and moved his fingertips down Fu Zhenhong's chin to the charming curve of his neck.

The red clothes made his skin fairer and fairer. Looking at it, Di Xin felt his throat was blocked, dry and astringent.A heat slowly rose from his body. At this moment, he seemed to be on a pile of flames, being burned by a scorching fire. He felt hot and unbearable, and he couldn't wait to get comfortable.

"Daji……"

"Daji……"

"Daji……"

He called Fu Zhenhong's name over and over again, repeating it tirelessly, as if he was doing this to deeply engrave the name Su Daji in his mind.

But Fu Zhenhong didn't respond to his shout once.

With sullen eyebrows, Di Xin pressed Fu Zhenhong on the stone table, put his hands on Fu Zhenhong's face, and stared at Fu Zhenhong from top to bottom.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids, opened her lips slightly, and slowly uttered two words: "Kiss me." His voice was far away and charming, and as he spoke, the scarlet and soft tip of his tongue loomed, carrying a fatal attraction.

The veins in Di Xin's arm bulged, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Call me Di Xin."

Fu Zhenhong followed her words: "Di Xin..."

The person being called didn't need to say anything, and then kissed him directly in the next second.

In the gazebo, the warmth of the halo fell all over the ground, and the red clothes fell on the dark gray ground, and following the slip of the gorgeous cloth like cinnabar, there was also the robe that belonged exclusively to the king of the human world. .

Fu Zhenhong's ink-like hair flowed down like water, scattered on the stone bench made of white jade.What was supposed to be done in the dormitory that night was delayed for a few days, and the belated love unfolded quietly in this gazebo.

Fu Zhenhong's body temperature was cold, but Di Xin's body was extremely hot.The moment he covered it, it was like a ball of fire, which made Fu Zhenhong's whole body tremble.

But Di Xin was very satisfied with Fu Zhenhong's reaction, his eyes were fixed on Fu Zhenhong, and his arms were tightly restrained on him, so that this willful and surly man could better accept him in the future.

The water in the pond has light and shallow ripples under the warm halo, and the small clear spring not far away is flowing slowly, making a small sound, and the fragrance of flowers and plants is wafting in the courtyard. The warm and lingering atmosphere in the gazebo has become two extremes.The moment Di Xin attacked Fu Zhenhong with all his strength, he blocked Fu Zhenhong's lips with his lips, swallowing all his voice.

A thin layer of sweat slipped from Di Xin's forehead, and flowed onto his honey-colored skin, moistening it.An unprecedentedly strong sense permeated his whole body, and the trembling feeling rushed from his back to his throat, and then went straight down from his throat, and finally gathered at the place where the blood spurted.The early spring breeze blew the leaves and made a swishing sound, and also made the ripples in the pool more floating.

Fu Zhenhong raised her head weakly, her eyes were moist with water, feeling Di Xin's kiss, and also felt the explosive strength and movements drawn by Di Xin's strong waist.

Beneath him was a hard and cold stone table.

However, at this moment, Fu Zhenhong couldn't feel any coldness.

He and Di Xin are each other's prey, he wants all of Di Xin's love, and Di Xin also wants to imprison him by his side forever.

"Does it hurt..." Di Xin panted slightly, and his deep voice was hoarse and sexy.However, he obviously asked these two words, but he didn't intend to listen to Fu Zhenhong's answer. Instead, when Fu Zhenhong looked up at him, he said slowly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Daji , this kind of pain and pleasure are all given to you by me, we are the same kind of people, selfish, arbitrary, arrogant and self-respecting, so..."

Speaking of this, he stopped, and then covered Fu Zhenhong's palm with his fingers tightly intertwined: "Since we are the same kind of people, it is destined that you and I will always be entangled until death."

"From today onwards, you are my concubine, Daji. Whether you need it or not, I will pamper you and give you the highest glory." He sped up the speed as he spoke, as if only in this way could this Makes the man who disturbs his mind whine and begs for mercy.

Di Xin is the emperor, more like a dangerous wild dog.

He can rampage, but also can strategize.

Jiangshan Sheji, a magnificent blueprint, he can hold the beauty tightly in his arms with one hand, and travel freely with the other hand, opening up a larger territory and territory.

"Daji…"

"Daji…"

He yelled Fu Zhenhong's name over and over again, and each time he shouted harder, and every time he yelled, it was a strong and brave attack.

He is a knife, sharp and compelling.

Hard yet fiery.

It rubbed straight into Fu Zhenhong's heart.