Feng Yu Jiu Tian Volume 18 Chapter 1 part2

Translator: churnie

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The defenseless organ is grasped by He Di.

“It was meant for special envoy to make me m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed, but for now, let This Prince serve you.”

“Ah! No… no…”

“Is special envoy saying no to me?” He Di smiled wickedly. “I’m not a person who forces someone to do something, doing this kind of thing is mutual consent. As long as the special envoy say something to me, what i said before is not important, if all agreements are cancelled, I will stop immediately, okay?”

“You … shameless!”

“Even if shameless, it’s better than not keeping one’s promise? Besides, I didn’t tie you up and gag you, you only need to say a word to stop me, just say it.”

“No … no … ah!”

The big palm which has been rubbing filled with thick callus because of holding the sword for a long time, ravage Zi Yan’s sensitivity under the clothes.

He Di who has great experience in bed, can even easily subdue all the palace s.l.u.ts, how can a virgin resist his palm skills.

At first, Zi Yan stood reluctantly with perseverance, but the most sensitive part of his crotch was rubbed and played with by another man’s five fingers, humiliated and unable to tolerate the pleasure, his whole body is getting hotter and hotter, as if all the blood were rus.h.i.+ng to the same shameful place.

The trembling knees finally can’t support, and he has to lean back in He Di’s arms.

The two of them are almost the same height, being so close to each other like this makes him be able to understand better He Di’s hard object behind him.

He stroke erotically and the frequency is faster.

“Uh… enough… enough …”

He Di presses to his earlobe and intimately says, “Good Zi Yan, you scream louder than a woman, This Prince almost come by your moans.” The deliberately loud kissing sound is mixed with He Di’s low voice.

Zi Yan close his eyes and bit his lower lip without making any sounds. But because of this, the feeling of his crotch being played with becomes more and more clear.

The wet tip was rubbed by the black belly’s fingers issuing a squeaky wet sounds, making it unbearable to hear.

His body is instinctively happy.

It’s terrible. The man’s fingers seem to know his body better than himself, and every movement scratches the itch.

More and more… want a little more…

Being aware of the wavering of his will, Zi Yan blamed himself even more.

“Special envoy’s thing feels good to touch. Hmm? Don’t you speak? Well, concentrate on enjoying the pleasure between your legs, This Prince’s finger energetic is the best in Dan Lin, didn’t expect special envoy also knows what’s good.”

The closed eyelids twitched fiercely due to mean teasing.

The strong and unyielding face is covered with a bright red blend of humiliation and pleasure, and is seen by He Di one by one.

Surprisingly, just a little “taste”, this mouth-watering man can bring himself great excitement.

“Ziyan, you are so tempting.”

The trembling yet rigid supple and strong body that refused to completely fall down, well-shaped waist, the unyielding and cold expression, all are attractive.

He Di frequently leans forward, rubbing his own c.o.c.k, even though there’s no real intercourse across the fabric, he still can’t wait to experience the explosive pleasure.

This exciting desire is the first time he experienced.

It turns out that holding a special person can make yourself so happy.

The smell of s.e.x and heavy breathing filled the entire inner chamber, like the string that gets tighter and tighter, ushered in the sharpest moment.

Pleasure breaks out like mountain torrents in an instant.

“Uhhh!”

Zi Ya, who has been gritting his teeth and suffering, finally couldn’t help but groan painfully and happily at the last moment when he leaked on He Di’s fingers.

He Di also shot his desire and exhales deeply, enjoying the aftertaste of excellent friction.

After a long while, he hold up his fingers covered with white substance under Zi Yan’s eyelids and makes a successful smile. “Thank you for your honor special envoy, you let This Prince to serve you well.”

Zi Yan is burned to his eyes by the obscene white body fluid at his fingers, his eyes shut immediately, and gasps for a breath.

After the excellent friction, this earnest man hides in a deep silence to blame himself, hoping to conceal his helpless and arrogant expression, only to make He Di even want to press him underneath until he cried and begged for mercy.

Unfortunately, the knock on the door sounded at the right time to stop He Di to begins to stir his desire again.

He Di sighs in his heart and uses a clean towel to clean up Zi Yan whose legs were still shaking slightly, fastened his belt, clean himself up and restore his usual calm tone. “Come in, Kong Liu.”

Sure enough it’s Kong Liu who had taken Du Feng’s portrait from Princess Chang Liu.

“Okay, we got the portrait, now we can go and see Duke Ming.”

Zi Yan reluctantly sort out his mind and silently reaches out to pick up the portrait.

He Di holds the portrait into his hand and suddenly pinches his chin, his narrow eyes narrowed and flickered, staring at Zi Yan’s eyes and lowering his voice, “you put on such an attractive look as if you had just been raped by me, don’t blame me for getting hard again. d.a.m.n it! Are you going to let This Prince go out or not? “

Zi Yan stares back at him, his face keep changing green, red, blue and purple, and after a moment, he lets out an earth-shaking roar and suddenly punch at a close distance, with an intolerable outbreak, the speed and angle of his fist reached an impeccable level.

He Di is caught off guard, and turns his head away with shock, and when he’s back to his sense the second punch is arrived.

Kong Liu rushes to stop but it’s too late.

Bang!

Zi Yan’s angry punch finally hit the target.

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Back at the small courtyard of He Qing Prince Palace where he lives, Feng Ming is pleasantly surprised to find that Rong Tian has returned early.

Even Mian Ya is here.

“Why are you being so good today?” Feng Ming gave Rong Tian a bright smiling face.

“The itinerary of Xirei Amba.s.sador Delegation has been made clear, they will be on their way tomorrow.” Rong Tian pulls Feng Ming over and asks him to sit beside him with a slightly deep voice. “If there is no accident, I will leave tomorrow and Mian Ya will follow me.”

“Tomorrow?” Feng Ming is stupefied, “This is too fast.” He turns his head and sweeps his direction towards Mian Ya.

Mian Ya nods to show that it’s true.

Rong Tian can’t bear to be separated from Feng Ming, he can’t help but hugging him and kissing him, and says softly, “I will come back soon after resolving the Xirei’s affairs. Don’t look anxious, didn’t you say that life is short and you must hurry up and be happy? From now until tomorrow, my time is yours, all is up to you, how about it? Isn’t it great?”

Although he had known that Rong Tian was going out to do business, it was difficult for him to accept the matter when it came. Feng Ming tried not to show his frustration and nods, “Un, it’s good.”

“Duke Ming,” Mian Ya changes the topic, “Lady Yaoye’s current residence, this subordinate already known the route, it’s in a small village not far from Tong Ze.”

Sure enough, Feng Ming’s attention is attracted, “A small village not far away? Why does my mother live in a small village in Tong Ze? Xiao …Oh, my father and Cai Qiang, are they there together?”

Mian Ya frowns, “This subordinate went there once personally to explore the road and only barely remembered the complicated route, the details there were not very clear, it was not known whether Xiao holy master and Cai Qiang were with Lady Yaoye. But Lady Yaoye told me the reason why she was staying there temporarily, it’s because the climate and environment there are very good for growing flowers and plants, it’s originally one of the precious places where Lady Yaoye grows herbs throughout the year. Perhaps Lady Yaoye came to visit Duke Ming this time also to check out her treasure herbs by the way.”

Feng Ming’s eyes flickered sharply and his eyebrows rose smartly, “Eh? “Why? I wonder if my mother hide some Wen Lan there.”

Since it’s a common place to grow herbs, it’s very possible to find Wen Lan there.

The thing he promised Du Feng continued to be delayed, he’s so embarra.s.sed, he must complete it as soon as possible to get rid of his anxiety.

Attempting to win the sympathy of his eccentric mother is not likely to be the case at present. Instead of waiting for Lady Yaoye to soften, he might as well go there himself… Hehe, see what happens.

If Wen Lan is really planted there, it would be wonderful.

Anyway, there are 300 plants, less one or two, can’t she see it?

Feng Ming becomes more and more excited as he thought about it and stands up abruptly. “Where is Rong Hu? Call Rong Hu quickly, we’re leaving now. Haha, anyway, Mian Ya has found the route, so let’s go out now so as not to sleeping more and dreaming longer.”

(t/n: Sleep more dream longer also known as ‘Nights are long and there are many dreams’. It means: As time goes on, things can change in a variety of ways.)

Rong Hu is called and told to go out.

Rong Hu is puzzled, “I just came back, where do we go?”

“Of course to visit my mother, to sincerely show my filial piety, whatever that is… ha ha ha …” While Feng Ming tidying his clothes, he pulls Rong Tian beside him, and throw him an order, “Didn’t you say that the rest of your time is mine? Hurry up and put on the bodyguard’s clothes, put on some makeup, and act as a little bodyguard to go out with Duke Ming.”

Rong Tian can’t laugh or cry.

He came back early and was planning to spend the rest of his time with Feng Ming to do the “love” things.

Didn’t expect that rotten Wen Lan came to make trouble again, and ha The Great King of Xirei had just boasted that he would listen to Feng Ming in everything.

He can’t help but using his tiger eye to stare at Mian Ya who mentioned Lady Yaoye’s residence and causing it all.

Mian Ya has no place to complain, he bows his head with aggrieved expressions and dare not say a word.

Following the order of Feng Ming, Rong Hu really found a set of clean bodyguard clothes, “Great King, this is newly sewn for me by Qiu Lan, and I haven’t worn it yet.”

Seeing Feng Ming’s excitement, Rong Tian rarely had the opportunity to accompany him to go out, he can’t bear to go against his will, so he had no choice but to take it over and put it on.

“Okay, let’s go. Mother should be happy to see me, right? She won’t greet me with poison, right? Huh, I hope there’s Wen Lan everywhere, where one step there planted. Huh? What about Luo Yun? Rong Hu, you call Luo Yun too, if we go out and left him, we will be lectured to death by him when we come back.”