C45 What If He Got Used to It?

"Feng Jueqing! You don't need someone to sleep with you now! Go find your wives if you want to sleep with them! Besides, don't you still want to cultivate? You people don't need to sleep, right? " Ling Xuan couldn't move his hands and feet, he could only glare at Feng Jueqing, using his eyes to tell him that he was not allowed to go near.

"I am already at the Tribulation Stage. I just need to wait for the heavenly tribulation to descend, so Xuan …" Feng Jueqing's voice softened, as if he was pretending to be a large dog and took the chance to climb onto the bed when Ling Xuan was unable to move.

"What are you doing?" I really call it molestation! " Ling Xuan said as he moved his neck with great difficulty.

"Can't I sleep with you in my arms if I like?" Feng Jueqing frowned, with a wronged look on his face.

"Damn!" Go find your group of concubines! " Ling Xuan scolded in his heart. Who told him that the Heartless Devil Emperor was some cold and aloof tyrant, with boundless magic power? Absolutely nonsense!

"Xuan …" Feng Jueqing blinked his eyes, and he actually looked somewhat like a puppy that had been abandoned in the rain, silently ruining Ling Xuan's conscience.

"Don't look at me like that! I... "I …" Ling Xuan tried his best to move his body, but he found that he was still unable to move.

He did it on purpose! He knew that he could not reject such a person!

Feng Jueqing reached out and hugged Ling Xuan. When he was being foolish, he did not know what was important and what was not.

It would never hurt him. It would never make him feel bad.

However, this kind of gentleness was somewhat unbearable for Ling Xuan.

"You can only hug me! Don't do anything else. " Ling Xuan pursed his lips, using the excuse that he couldn't resist, but even if his hands and feet could move, he didn't know if he could push away Feng Jueqing's embrace.

"Other things?" Feng Jueqing smiled slightly as his fingers caressed Ling Xuan's face and slid down his neck.

Ling Xuan trembled from the itchiness, but he felt as if the air had become hot. The only thing that could move its eyeballs tightly stared at Feng Jueqing's face, yet its consciousness had sunk into that gaze which carried a smile.

Feng Jueqing bent down and gently kissed his lips. Ling Xuan was unable to move, and felt that he was taking advantage of someone when they were in danger. From shallow to deep, from the tip of his tongue to the depths of his mouth, Ling Xuan felt that his body was filled with the smell of this man.

It was very resistant, but his body was very happy.

"Ugh …" "Mhmm …" Ling Xuan could not help but moan in a low voice. His eyes were filled with watery mist, extremely alluring.

He really did feel moved.

Feng Jueqing determined the throbbing of his heart. His hand untied the knot on Ling Xuan's clothes, and directly stuck onto Ling Xuan's skin.

"Xuan..." "As expected, I really did …" Feng Jueqing raised a smile, but only gave Ling Xuan a general idea of what he was about to say.

Ling Xuan clenched his teeth, and his body ignited into clusters of flames because of Feng Jueqing's hand, all of them gathering towards parts of him that caused him to be alarmed. He was terrified, pleading in a low, trembling voice.

"Heartless …" Please... "Don't..."

Feng Jueqing was startled, he lowered his head and licked the tears that rolled down the corner of Ling Xuan's eyes, then stopped his hand, unyieldingly hugging Ling Xuan's waist.

It was as if Ling Xuan was about to escape at any moment.

Ling Xuan took a long time to regain his senses. Feng Jueqing, who was at the side, had his eyes closed and was breathing evenly.

The distance was too close, and Ling Xuan's face was about to burn up, but he couldn't help but feel afraid.

What if he got used to this person's embrace and kiss?

What should he do?

Was he going to be thrown down again?

"Xuan." Feng Jueqing closed his eyes as his lips moved closer to Ling Xuan's ear and whispered.

"Don't go. Don't run. "I won't let go …"

After Ling Xuan heard this, he silently shook his head in his heart.

He calmed down and calmly healed his injuries, allowing Feng Jueqing to carry him to sleep.

But!

After resting for a few days, the spirit energy in his body was already able to circulate. He stretched his limbs and jumped out of the Towering Wind Pavilion window just like that.

Not flee? How is this possible?