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Liu Huo had not imagined that Ji Fengyan would continue. His hands clutched tightly to his clothes, preventing Ji Fengyan from reaching her goal.
Who would have guessed… that Ji Fengyan would pull Liu Huo’s trousers down to his ankles.
This exposed a pair of slender and well-proportioned legs to Ji Fengyan’s gaze.
Just based on body proportions, these legs were perfect. They were not as muscular or as coarse as a mature man’s, or as soft and slender as a girl’s legs. They were strong, but well proportioned – in fact, they were exactly right.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlthough she hugged Liu Huo to sleep every night, he was tightly clothed every time she dragged him to bed. This was the first time Ji Fengyan was seeing Liu Huo “in the flesh”. The beautiful scene before her made Ji Fengyan narrow her eyes in satisfaction.
Although Ji Fengyan was satisfied, Ji Fengyan stunned Liu Huo, “forcing herself” on him. He could only clutch his shirt, which had fallen to his flat stomach and look at the smiling Ji Fengyan with glazed eyes.
“Hehe, our little Liu Huo is just too perfect.” Ji Fengyan’s gaze trailed over Liu Huo’s well-proportioned arms. When her eyes fell on Liu Huo’s body, they were like goose feathers sweeping across him inch by inch, turning him limp and numb.
“Don’t… don’t… do this…” Liu Huo’s expression was inexpressibly tense. He clutched his clothes to his stomach with a death-grip, using the corner of his clothes to shield himself.
Ji Fengyan smilingly looked at Liu Huo’s embarrassed expression and every evil intention in her cells leapt to life. She moved even closer until the tip of her nose was almost rubbing Liu Huo’s neck. The warmth of her breath spread over Liu Huo’s sensitive neck, making him shudder slightly.
“Liu Huo… are you… taller?” Ji Fengyan partially closed his eyes and raised her head slightly. She looked at Liu Huo faintly pink face.
She remembered that when she had first rescued Liu Huo; he had been about the same height as her. But without her realizing it, he was now actually a head taller than her.
“Probably…” Liu Huo was almost driven insane by Ji Fengyan’s intimate gestures. However, he could only control his impulses and force himself to ignore Ji Fengyan’s breathing and scent.
The kiss in the capital had made Ji Fengyan completely despise Xing Lou. This made Liu Huo afraid to casually step beyond the limits.
Liu Huo absolutely must not do anything to cause Ji Fengyan to despise him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCompletely ignorant of Liu Huo’s internal struggle, Ji Fengyan’s little hand naughtily moved over Liu Huo’s flat but muscular chest.
“The blood clan and humans reckon age differently. How old are you? How is it that you’ve changed from looking like a twelve or thirteen-year-old to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old in less than a year?” Ji Fengyan drawled lazily, her cool fingers slowly trailed over Liu Huo’s chest, leaving a burning sensation.
Liu Huo felt a nameless fire burning fiercely in his body. A thin layer of sweat covered his body from the heat. Ji Fengyan’s disobedient hands were like twin flames, leaving a scorching heat wherever they went.
The scorching heat almost left Liu Huo insensible.
“I… don’t know…” Liu Huo replied through gritted teeth. His slightly hoarse voice sounded in Ji Fengyan’s ear.
Ji Fengyan had only meant to tease Liu Huo. She had not expected Liu Huo to react in such a “proper” way. This naturally made Ji Fengyan feel very depressed.
Liu Huo now looked like the equivalent of a fifteen or sixteen-year old human. This was the age at which passion should bloom, why…
Did he have no reaction?