重生北宋之杨门少帅

Meng Yi's face was as red as if it was dripping blood. She felt a hot breath coming from her neck, and then her warm lips were pressed on it. She felt so warm that her whole body had no strength at all, and there seemed to be a strange feeling. The electric current rushed through the body, and the force of biting Lu Feng's palm also involuntarily became smaller....