bullyxtreme Chapter 281——Is it a dream or reality?
Chapter 281——Is it a dream or reality?
The bone-melting sweet words seemed like the best aphrodisiac in the world. Feng Muyan no longer cared whether it was a dream or reality. He kissed those lips and became obsessed with them, not forgetting to tear Song Yunli's bright red wedding dress with his hands.
Song Yunli was not the kind of person who would show mercy. She hugged him and turned over to take control. With a force in her hands, she pulled Feng Muyan's wedding gown off his shoulders.
"Li'er, are you going to rebel?" a low and hoarse voice sounded.
"So what if we rebel?" Song Yunli asked jokingly.
"Haha...suppress her!" He turned over and held her in his arms.
An incense stick later, Feng Muyan gently stroked Song Yunli's slender waist, rubbed his head against her neck like a big golden retriever, and asked while swallowing his saliva, "Li'er, are you ready?"
"Maybe not……"
An hour later, Feng Muyan endured the desperate shouting from somewhere, supported his head with one hand, and lifted Song Yunli's long eyelashes with the other hand, and said seductively, "Queen Yunli, are you ready now? I am ready to serve you at any time, and I promise to give you whatever you want and never resist."
Song Yunli touched her little face which was already red as blood, and shook her head gently, saying, "It seems that I still don't have it... I'm still scared."
An hour and a half later, "Ah..." someone's scream rang out, shaking off countless snow grains on the branches in the yard, and also shaking Feng Shijiu in the corner so that he almost fell to the ground.
"Feng Muyan, you bastard! Didn't I say I wasn't ready yet?" The soft and coquettish words didn't sound like scolding at all, but rather a sense of gloating.
"Damn it, if I wait any longer I'll be dead!" A hoarse voice sounded in frustration.
"I'm not... um..."
Feng Mijiu immediately covered her ears with both hands, then with a red face, she slowly backed away like a turtle, murmuring softly, "I didn't hear anything... I didn't hear anything... I will be with Xue'er in the future... Feng Mijiu, what on earth are you thinking about!"
The moon hangs on the branches, and the night is still long.
The next day, on the messy bed, Feng Muyan supported his head with one hand and looked at the sleeping little face. The curve of his mouth could not be straightened no matter how hard he tried, so he simply didn't bother to care.
The other hand traced her outline from a distance, from her face to her neck and then to her chest, and finally his eyes fixed on the hair that covered the jade pillow.
Feng Muyan sat up quietly, picked up a lock of his own hair, then picked up a lock of Song Yunli's hair, and then began to tie them up carefully.
As soon as Song Yunli opened her eyes, she saw Feng Muyan tying their hair devoutly. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. They were determined to be together for life and their hearts were connected.
"Li'er, how long have you been awake?"
"Just woke up."
Seeing that she was about to sit up, Feng Muyan quickly supported her arm and asked guiltily, "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm fine...hiss..." Song Yunli quickly stretched out her hand to support her waist, and couldn't help but groan in her heart. The old man who had endured for so many years was not easy to mess with. If he had surrendered earlier last night, would he have been given a lighter punishment!
Feng Muyan looked at his beloved wife in his arms with guilt. He had already scolded himself thousands of times in his heart. He clearly just wanted to punish her last night, so why did he change his tune later? Feeling guilty, he could only coax her softly, "Li'er, I'll carry you to take a bath, it should be better."
By the time the two of them appeared in Longxing Palace dressed neatly, it was already noon. Looking at the ambiguous looks of the crowd, Song Yunli's cheeks instantly turned red, and then she glared at Feng Muyan with a reproachful look.