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Chapter 1853 Feng Clan: Even she can't stand it(2/2)

She felt the strong breath of male hormones, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, we..." Before Feng Jiuer could say anything, her pink lips were sealed.

Apart from closing her eyes and breathing with all her strength, she could do almost nothing else.

Uncle Nine Emperor's kisses were always so domineering, but she had long been used to it, and not only did she not dislike it, she also looked forward to it.

Whether he is domineering or silent, she likes every aspect of him.

Of course, her Nine Emperors Uncle is no longer as cold as before.

Now, once he becomes passionate, even she can't resist him.

"Uncle Nine Emperors."

The woman lying on the bed opened her hazy eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

Di Wuya raised his eyes and glanced, suddenly, his body fell down.

Feng Jiuer closed her eyes, pursed her pink lips tightly, and seemed a little nervous.

Unexpectedly, the man just slid past her, lay down, and held her in his arms.

He still didn't hurt her.

Under the hot breath, Feng Jiuer took several deep breaths before slowly opening her mouth.

"Nine...uncle."

Her voice was a little hoarse.

"sleep."

The man with his eyes closed gently rubbed her head.

Feng Jiuer looked at his resolute chin and bit her lip.

"Uncle Nine Emperors."

She turned over, hugged his neck, and looked down at him.

"Are you sure you want to continue to tolerate it like this?
Chapter completed!
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