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Chapter 13 Extra 2: Mountain flowers blooming (clear water)

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It took Han Feng a while to come back from his passion

Looking down, the woman was still panting, her face blushed after orgasm, sweat and transparent body fluid stuck to the corners of her mouth and cheeks, looking tortured

Only then did he realize that this woman was very petite and could hardly feel much weight on him

When he thought of such a little woman who not only accommodated his huge desires, but also reached orgasm several times under his training. His weak desire was slowly firming up again.

What a bitch!

He pushed her away with some disgust. He ignored her body that was limping on the ground, turned around and walked to the lake, pulled away the clothes that were still on his body and threw them aside, walked into the lake and used the cold air of the lake to dispel the rekindled desire.

The flower slave was ruthlessly still on the ground full of fallen leaves. It took a long time to breathe normally. When she opened her still hazy eyes, she trembled and wanted to hold her up with her body, but failed.

No, the two of them had sex just now, and now she was sore and couldn't stand up at all, let alone walk around.

But, she succeeded!

She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she felt that on one side was the joy of fulfilling her wish, but it was mixed with unspeakable sadness and grievances.

A pair of beautifully shaped and powerful big feet appeared in her sight

She looked up, but choked up halfway

He...is so big!

How did that get in just now?!

She swallowed her saliva with some difficulty. No wonder it hurts so much that it is sore and numb. She probably won't be able to stand up until tomorrow, right?

He squatted down, a little impatient: What's wrong with you?

She shook her head, raising her hand unnaturally to cover up her plumpness

He disdained: I've seen it all long ago, what's the use of hiding now?

She lowered her head and whispered: Thank you

He stared at her, his eyes as if he was looking at a madman for a long time, and he reached out and picked her up.

She was startled and hurriedly reached out to hook his neck. The plumpness on her chest hit his solid chest without any concealment

Ah... She struggled uneasy

He warned in a deep voice: Don’t move around!

Could it be that she can't wait to do it again?

Well, he can consider cooperating. After all, to be honest, this kind of thing is not as boring as he had imagined before.

He seemed to understand those who had fallen into this path

The two of them slowly immersed in the lake water, and the cold lake water made her fight

It's really troublesome that he pressed against her back and slowly inputted his internal force. After she slowly adapted to the temperature of the lake, she then took back her palm and continued to wipe herself with her back.

She was still a little weak, leaning against a big rock in the lake. The light of her eyes glanced at his strong shoulders and her face turned red inexplicably. She quickly lifted the water and pounced on her hot cheeks.

When she put down her hand, she saw the black shadow on the palm of her hand. She thought about it and felt like she was hit hard in her chest. She groaned, and blood was overflowing from the corners of her mouth and nose at the same time.

Han Feng turned around, his face filled with disgust that could not be hidden: What's wrong with you? Is this woman trying to play tricks?

Humph, just let the horse come over!

She was silent and found that she felt a little painful. She knew that although the seven-star blood strain was violated, it was not pulled out. So she shook her head and suddenly sank down and buried herself in the bottom of the water. The red bloodshot slowly dissipated in the water.

After a long time, she floated up to the surface with her little face tilted down, and the water floated in an instant, making her beautiful and intimidating.

Han Feng was a little stunned and had to admit that this witch had the capital to seduce people, and the capital was quite generous!

She smiled: Are you happy just now?

He was shocked, turned his face away, and snorted coldly

She didn't mind his coldness, and still smiled: I'm so happy! Although it hurts tightly at the beginning... This is probably what is called bitter first and sweet... My eyes suddenly became a little lost. Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery never lasts for a long time. Such a happy thing can only be done once...

Before he finished speaking, a pair of powerful hands suddenly grabbed her arm

Since you are so regretful, let's do it again

She widened her eyes, a hint of fear flashed through her first, and then hesitated: Will it still hurt as much as before?

It hurts? He sneered, how could a woman as lewd as you feel? Isn’t it that the harder I try, the happier you are?

Really? She was still a little hesitant, after all, it really hurt just now!

Stop talking nonsense! Han Feng reached out to grab her snow-white plumpness, and the delicate touch easily aroused the desire that he had just extinguished

After the intense sex just now, many red and purple marks were printed on her body, but not only did her charming body not lose any of her style, but it was easier to arouse the man's desire for beasts, and she wanted to torture her to death.

Ah... She exclaimed because of his rude movements, but her sensitive body approached him unconsciously and silently invited him

Damn it!

Han Feng found that his proud self-control was simply vulnerable in front of her

After the matter is over, he must get rid of her as soon as possible, otherwise...

A cold light flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and he lowered his head and bit her pink dogwood hard.

Ah! She screamed, tears burst out, it hurts!

Han Feng stopped, pulled back a little rationality, looked up at her tears, and couldn't help but feel soft.

Do you still want this? She thrust and asked with a nasal voice that it really hurts!

Han Feng looked down and saw that the place where he was bitten just now had broken skin, and blood oozing faintly oozing. This is the most sensitive place for the woman. After being bitten like this, it really hurts and softens her voice: No,

real?

Well, Han Feng changed to the other side. This time he was no longer fierce, but he was extremely gentle to tease him, allowing the already beautiful stamen to bloom on the tip of his tangled tongue.

Shanhua couldn't help but moan, holding his shoulder with both hands, and her body arched as if she had her own consciousness, asking for more pity

Han Feng was very satisfied with her cooperation. He stroked his hands across her delicate back and wanted to delve down, but his uneven feel made him froze.

He suddenly turned her over and saw her back for the first time

Even though he was murderous and was used to all kinds of bloody scenes, he couldn't help but take a breath

The back, which should have been as smooth as jade and as delicate as fat, was covered with dark brown scars. The scars did not look like sword wounds, but were very irregular in shape. However, it can be seen that the wound was very, very deep and had not been well treated. It even looks shocking now.

Having suffered such a serious injury, even a person with deep skills cannot guarantee survival. How did such a delicate woman in front of him survive?

Oh! Shanhua finally realized it for a while and struggled to twist her body away. Don’t look ugly!

He grabbed her moving body tightly, with a sinister look: How did your injury come about?

She froze, her bright eyes flashing with panic: Let go

explain!

He grabbed her neck and pressed her against the big rock by the lake

He knew that some organizations would use various torture methods when training killers, but she did not have any foundation in martial arts. Such people would be killers?

She was so cold that she felt a little aggrieved when she looked at the cold-looking man in front of her.

All are lying!

It is a lie to say that the feeling of a couple overnight is very good, and it is a lie to say that they will be happy when they meet a destined man!

She closed her eyes and didn't want to see this person again

Seeing that her breath became weaker and weaker, but she had no sign of fear of surrender, Han Feng was even more angry and gritted his teeth and suddenly let go of his hand.

He did not forget that he had to rely on this woman to find the seven-star blood strain!

As soon as he let go of his hand, Shanhua leaned over and coughed violently. Before he could pass, she slipped into the water and choked. Her face turned purple and red, but she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Han Feng took her up impatiently, and coldly watched the woman with few feet of flesh on her body coughing for a long time. Seeing that she was almost coughing, she finally reached out to pat her back.

Shanhua suddenly looked up at him, her bright eyes full of disbelief

I just wanted to strangle her to death, but why are you helping her again now?

Han Feng could understand what she meant and glanced unnaturally: Are you okay?

She shook her head and said hoarsely: I'm fine, my eyes are still tightly stalemate with him, with faint expectation

Will this person treat her well?

He saw her expectation, and the doubts in his heart became even worse. In order to find out the reason, he had to soften his voice: What's going on with the injury on your back? I paused, does it hurt?

Two words evoke all her grievances, and her beautiful eyes quickly condensed into tears. She threw herself into his arms with a wow, and started crying. I lied, I lied!

What? Are you punished for lying? What kind of lies will make people punish such severely?

Han Feng carefully kept his sympathy and told him not to rush to make excuses for her

It's not me... it's not me that I cut off the flowers of the seven-star blood strain, I didn't... She sobbed

In hundreds of years, the seven-star blood strain bloomed for the first time. The tribe was ecstatic and thought that another blood strain could be cultivated, but one night the flower branches were cut off.

The first one to be suspected was naturally the Huanu at that time. After all, the tribesmen of Qimiao Village had a very strong sense of fear of the seven-star blood strain, and only Huanu could get close to it

Han Feng took a lot of effort to ask these things clearly from the out-of-control Shanhua

Since it's not you, what lie did you tell? He asked

Shanhua bowed her head: I told the people from Qimiao Village that I cut off the branches of the Qixing blood plant

Han Feng was unbelievable and felt that this woman had a problem more and more: Since it wasn’t what you did, why do you want to recognize it?

Shanhua Gushou: Brother Alun knelt outside my door all night, but he refused to leave me in heavy rain...

So you pleaded for a moment and then pleaded guilty?

No

Shanhua pouted, it was Sister Honghua who cut off the flower branches. She was the previous flower slave. She hated the seven-star blood plant, Alunge is the husband of Sister Honghua. He is very good to Sister Honghua, very good and very good... An illusory happy smile suddenly appeared on Shanhua's face: I think if a man kneeled in the rain all night to save me, I would be happy even if I die.

But what does this have to do with you? Han Feng still doesn't understand

Shanhua's smile condensed: I know it has nothing to do with me

Her hands unconsciously pulled the lake water, but if the people from Qimiao Village knew that it was made by Sister Honghua, they would be unhappy anyway, I was unhappy at all, so I might as well be punished.

This person is really sick!

Han Feng snorted coldly, but paused when he touched the wound on her back: Do you regret it now? She would hate those two people for such a serious injury at that time.

Honghua thought for a moment and shook her head seriously

fool!

Han Feng suddenly raised her chin, kissed her delicate mouth, her lips and tongue lingered, teasing every sensitive nerve in her mouth, until her eyes were blurred and her whole body was paralyzed.

He stared at her clear and pure eyes, pressed against her forehead, and asked in a low voice: If I could kneel for you for a night in the rain, would you be good to me?