### Chapter 48 - Can you turn on the lights?

　　"Lixin, why did the electricity suddenly stop?" From the ancient and hoa.r.s.e voice, Xueluo could tell that the person was Feng Lixin.

　　The endless darkness only made her more terrified. However, the timely appearance of 'Feng Lixin' allowed Xueluo to calm down quite a bit. It was just that in this kind of environment, Xueluo was still very nervous.

　　"I'm afraid that you would be nervous to see my appearance, so you asked Butler Mo to switch off the power in the room." Feng Xinglang leaned in close, so close that he could clearly feel the woman's body trembling in his embrace. Her delicate, s.h.i.+vering body nestled in his embrace, very docile.

　　"Lixin, I'm not afraid …" Xueluo muttered. It was as though the darkness made her even more nervous, "Can you let Butler Mo turn on the lights? I am no longer afraid of your looks. "

　　"It's better if it is darker … This way, it will be even more hazy and beautiful! " Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice. The hot air in his mouth was like a swimming dragon, gently sprinkling onto Xueluo's fair and delicate cheeks, giving rise to even more deep feelings of love and honey.

　　Of course, Feng Xinglang hoped that it would be better, because it would make it easier for him to do whatever he wanted. He had long since taken off his dull and suffocating leather armor, leaving only his vocal cords and his props for further crimes. Because his hand would touch her, and his voice would be recognizable to her. Therefore, he had to conceal these two points as well!

　　As for why Feng Xinglang did not reveal his true ident.i.ty to Xueluo, no one knew. Perhaps this would be able to arouse the most primal feelings within his man's body. He enjoyed the process even more.

　　"But who would have thought that Xueluo would actually take the initiative to reach out and touch his face?" Lixin, I am really not afraid of you anymore. If you don't believe me, I can hug your face tightly. "

　　In the darkness, when he felt Xueluo's hands reaching out to touch his face, Feng Xinglang grabbed onto a pair of small hands that Xueluo was groping towards him.

　　"Don't move!" Feng Xinglang reprimanded, "I have a small hobby. Remember, when you do it with me, don't look at me, don't hold me, and don't kiss me! Turn your face away, as long as you lie down obediently and quietly! "

　　In the darkness, Xueluo was stunned by Feng Xinglang's stern voice. She slowly pulled back her hand that she wanted to reach out to touch his face.

　　"As long as you lie still and do your best? Feng Lixin, what do you think I am? An inflatable wife? " Xueluo's heart ached fiercely.