Chapter 119 Feng Xiuyu Throws Herself Into Her Arms

With the soft fragrance in her bosom, Si Rong couldn't help but feel charming, and put her hands on her slender waist. Through the thin clothes, she could feel her warm body temperature.

"Yu'er." Si Rong couldn't help rubbing his hands on his slender waist, the soft feeling made him unable to help himself.

Feng Xiuyu directly climbed onto his neck, kissed his lips jerky, and murmured softly, "Brother Rong, I'm afraid, they're all going in, I'm afraid."

Si Rong's breathing couldn't help but stagnate, he was eighteen, and he had known Feng Xiuyu for two or three years, but at most it was just holding hands, hugging, even kissing, it was just scratching the surface.

In order to win her heart, all these years, he has at most let the Tongfang wait on him to vent his anger. He has never done this before, not to mention how those Tongfangs can compare with the exquisite Feng Xiuyu.

"Don't be afraid, they'll be fine with me." Si Rong gently pushed Feng Xiuyu away, and saw her thin clothes, revealing a large piece, and that snow-white skin gave him a feeling of seeing someone in the desert. It feels like water.

thirsty!

A kind of desire, just about to move!

Feng Xiuyu pounced on it again, and with a big movement, her clothes fell down, only a trace of bright red peony bellyband, her snow-white arms, climbed up Si Rong's neck, two lumps of soft flesh,

It just stuck to his chest.

The **** that originally wanted to be suppressed, but with the exposure of the skin, he couldn't bear it any longer because of the tight fit. He picked her up horizontally, walked towards the big bed, and pressed her down.

The veil is shaking, the candlelight is flickering, and the voices are everywhere...

In a daze, Si Rong heard the sound of sobbing, opened her eyes, and vaguely saw a figure sitting in front of the dressing table, holding scissors in her hand, about to stab her chest, her eyes widened involuntarily.

Si Rong was frightened by this scene, rolled off the bed directly, then rushed over, grabbing Feng Xiuyu's hand abruptly, but the sharp scissors had already pierced in.

"Yu'er, what are you doing?" Si Rong grabbed the scissors forcefully, threw them aside, and hugged Feng Xiuyu tightly.

"Let go of me, I'm not innocent anymore, I don't want to live, you let me go." Feng Xiuyu struggled hard, looking determined to die.

"Yu'er, don't be like this. This is my fault. I can't control it. Besides, we will be husband and wife sooner or later. Don't worry about it. I'll tell my father to marry you." Si Rong said anxiously , I was afraid that she would die like this.

It was he who slept with her, and if something really happened, he would lose the support of the Feng family.

"Brother Rong, I want to be your wife, not your concubine. Anyway, I can be Brother Rong's woman before I die. I already have no regrets in this life." After finishing speaking, Feng Xiuyu struggled again, going to get the quilt Toss aside the scissors.

Si Rong clings to her tightly and does not let go, she is in a hurry, "Don't be impulsive, I will take responsibility, I will go to ask my father to marry you, I will not let you be a concubine, how can I be willing to let you be a concubine."

"But I'm not innocent anymore."

"I'm the one who slept with you, let alone you and I don't tell, who can know." Si Rong hugged Feng Xiuyu and coaxed Feng Xiuyu for a long time, and Feng Xiuyu finally dispelled her thoughts of seeking death.

"But... Big Sister..." Feng Xiuyu grabbed his hand, her eyes glistening, "You promised Big Sister, I can't implicate you, I can't prevent you from getting the treasure, and delay your progress." Big deal, I still..."

"It's only a month or so before your father's birthday. When the time comes, I'll get the treasure and kill her. I'll marry you in again." Si Rong comforted.