She wants her

  Feng Fei rubbed her sore stomach and teased, "Xiao Hailan, you're half a catty but claim to be eight taels, I thought you were so innocent, yet you understand such things. Ai Fei, you're so wicked."

  Ye Haibao, “……”

  Feng Fei Li gazed at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, while Ye Hai Lan's face felt a bit hot, but she smiled sweetly and said, "It's all thanks to Your Highness' good teaching!"

  He raised an eyebrow, burst out laughing, and the face that was once renowned for its elegance was now filled with joyful smiles. The soft moonlight poured down, and the white-clad youth seemed to have taken on a hint of sacredness, but it looked particularly out of place on him.

  Generally, people who practice light system magic have a unique holy glow on their bodies. Feng Feiliu, however, has never given anyone this feeling. No wonder, she had never seen that he was also a light system magician. It's just that everyone in the world only knows that Feng Feiliu is a genius of wind and water dual cultivation.

  He sat on the ground, surrounded by soft cherry blossoms. She was a bit unaccustomed to talking to him in such a condescending manner, so she squatted down as well. The girl's dark eyes sparkled like clear springs. "Feng Fei, are you a light system magician?"

  He suddenly leaned his head over, she was startled and retreated backward. He had already grasped her wrist, exerting a bit of force, and she fell back into his arms again. His smile carried a hint of inexplicable coldness, "Little thing is a clever girl, should know what to say and what not to say, right?"

  Yehai's eyebrows were curved, her eyes shone like black onyx, and a sweet smile was on her face. "Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness, but Yehai is actually very foolish."

  "Good, intelligent people generally say so, as long as you understand what I mean." Feng Fei Li's smile remained unchanged.

  Her delicate eyebrows rose high, deep in thought. How deeply had this person hidden their true abilities? How much more power did they have that they hadn't shown yet? It was truly frightening. An ordinary magician would need decades to cultivate themselves into a great magic master.

  The higher you go, the harder it is to advance, and the age of a Saint Devil Master is almost always a mystery.

  Besides, Treading Moon said that dual cultivation is generally not good at anything, Feng Fei's wind and water magic are all above great mages, and his light magic is also a great mage, he obviously excels in both...

  She suddenly thought, Treading Moon, a demon who had lived for nearly 90,000 years, was as youthful and beautiful as a girl in her early twenties... Feng Feiliu... Hmm, is he really in his teens? A teenage Grandmaster of Demonic Dao...

  It's a bit suspicious...

  "Little thing, what are you thinking about?" Feng Fei Li smiled and reached out to hug her. Her body was small, soft, and fragrant, feeling very comfortable in his arms, making him reluctant to let go.

  She was very averse to this kind of intimate physical contact, but unfortunately her aura wasn't stronger than his, and she was forcibly suppressed by him.

  "Feng Fei, don't be so affectionate, don't you know that men and women should keep a distance from each other?"

  "You and I are fiancés, hugging is normal, don't be shy, my dear." Feng Fei said calmly, with a gesture of patting her shoulder, encouraging her to hug more.

  Ye Haishan smiled sweetly and reminded: "We are not married yet."

  Feng Fei Li saw Zhao's gesture and said, "This is a practice of embracing. Actually, my love, I don't mind practicing another thing with you, for example..."

  His lecherous gaze swept across her flat chest, then looked at the small girl in his arms who was as tender as a bean sprout, and let out a deep sigh. This is also too young, it's not good to take advantage of...

  Ye Haibei's eyes flashed with a cold glint, gritting his teeth and staring at him gloomily... Feng Feili smiled like a fox, suddenly pressing her face close, Ye Haibei was slightly stunned, not having time to react...

  A warmth on her lips, a faint scent of mint wafted around the tip of her nose. Before she could react, her lips were already being held by someone, who was sucking and savoring them with a gentle, yet intense passion, as if relishing a delicious dish.

  Ye Haibei's eyes flashed cold, and he suddenly reached out to hit him. He was caught by the wrist and pulled into his arms, their two pairs of bright black eyes colliding together in a flash. Suddenly, his lips felt a pang of pain, Ye Haibei cried out in surprise, just as she had opened her mouth. He reversed his previous tenderness, and a fierce stormy kiss came down, tightly sealing her lips and tongue, sweeping over every inch of her skin inside her lips, brutally plundering everything from her.

  For a moment, there was a very strong thought in my mind, as if the longing that had been waiting for thousands of millions of years had burst out.

  Take her!

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