Then, her eyes widened, and she saw Xuanyuan Yao slowly leaning down, his hot lips falling on her forehead, eyes, bridge of nose, and finally lips.

The kiss this time was different from the previous ones, less domineering and more passionate, less rough and more gentle, rubbing lightly and softly.

The bodies that were pressed tightly together were as hot as being scorched by the scorching summer sun. The whole body seemed to be on fire, and there was an infinite desire spreading in the bottom of my heart.

Murong Qianqian was a little confused. She couldn't describe what it felt like. She just closed her eyes subconsciously and raised her hand to drag Xuanyuan Yao's neck.

"Crackling~"

At this time, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, followed by a "boom~" and deafening thunder.

Murong Qianqian was so frightened that her whole body trembled. She suddenly opened her eyes and froze her hands in mid-air, "Why is it thundering? It's also dark."

Because her lips were pouted by Xuanyuan Yao, her words were a little unclear.

Xuanyuan Yao didn't seem to hear her words at all, and still kissed her lips passionately, saying in a rough voice: "Idiot, close your eyes~"

Murong Qianqian felt like she was under a spell, so she obediently closed her eyes, but before her eyelids could be closed, there was another bolt of lightning.

"Crackling", muffled thunder sounded in my ears.

Above the head, big raindrops fell, and in an instant, the whole world was swallowed up in the rain curtain.

Murong Qianqian didn't know where she got the strength, so she subconsciously pushed Xuanyuan Yao away and climbed up, "It's raining heavily, hurry up and hide from the rain~" As she said this, she already hid under the dripping eaves.

With a quick glance, he realized that they were still beside the lotus pond just now. This was clearly outside Nan Lingqi's dormitory.

"Yao Yao, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you hurry up and take shelter from the rain." Murong Qianqian saw Xuanyuan Yao not moving and waved to him.

The corners of Xuanyuan Yao's lips twitched, but the lust in his eyes had not faded away yet. He raised his clearly articulated palms and said, "My feet are numb. Come and help me."

Murong Qianqian curled her lips and thought, you were still flexible when you were eating my mother's tofu, but now you have to take shelter from the rain, but your feet are numb.

However, she still ran over quickly despite the pouring rain, grabbed Xuanyuan Yao's hand, and ran as fast as she could without any ceremony.

Judging from Xuanyuan Yao's staggering steps, his feet were indeed numb. Murong Qianqian thought to herself that he should be numb after sitting motionless by the lotus pond for so long last night.

But she didn't understand that Xuanyuan Yao's numbness in his feet came from the previous boiling of blood, but now a heavy rain forcibly extinguished his desire, and his blood suddenly became irregular.

Murong Qianqian stood under the dripping eaves, patting the raindrops on her body and complaining through gritted teeth.

sh|it, it’s so incompetent. This illusion never changes forever, but it changes at the critical moment. Forget about the change, why not create a big house and a light gauze tent to warm the bed?

Well, you don’t need a big house, and you don’t need a light gauze tent to warm the bed, but there is no need for damn Nan Lingqi to have such a deceptive heavy rain, right?

When her thoughts flashed here, Murong Qianqian cursed the eighteenth generation of Nan Lingqi's ancestors in her heart, cursed him physically and psychologically, and then ended by saying Amitabha.

She turned around and saw Xuanyuan Yao with a depressed look on his face. His livid face was twisted in the flickering light, as if he was in pain.

Oops, will Yaoyao suffer from impotence because of this? What should I do if I don’t do this in the future?

Murong Qianqian rubbed her brows with a headache, but felt that she was partly responsible for this matter, so she patted Xuanyuan Yao on the shoulder.

He comforted: "Don't be sad, Yaoyao. Today's things did happen a bit unexpectedly. If you really can't do it anymore in the future, aren't there still so many imperial doctors in Xuanying Kingdom?"

If the imperial doctor can't cure you, well, although you may not be able to do that and be a real man, people will still never leave you.

But think about it, as the emperor of Xuanying Kingdom, what should you do if you have no heirs? Then again, Yaoyao, why do you have no children? Do you really have a problem?"

At the end of the sentence, Murong Qianqian's voice rose a little higher, as if that should really be the case.

Xuanyuan Yao felt his feet go weak and almost fainted from this shocking eloquence.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the desire mixed with anger in his body, and glared at Murong Qianqian with a pair of blue eyes, "When did I not do it? When did I become incompetent?

Qianqian, do I want to prove it to you once a day from now on, or every hour? And regarding the question of whether it is possible, how about we have a baby for fun?"

child?

Murong Qianqian was dumbfounded. She had never thought about such far-reaching things. Was the future planned too far away?

Moreover, Yaoyao hasn't confessed to her yet, and she doesn't know whether he had suppressed his desire for too long before having that kind of thought towards her, or whether he really likes her.

Hmm~ This question is really nerve-wracking.

And at this time, when she was extremely troubled, there was a sound of "pop, pop, pop~" in the thunderstorm, which should be the sound of footsteps stepping into the water and splashing water.

Murong Qianqian and Xuanyuan Yao turned around in response and saw a figure rushing out of the rain curtain. He looked embarrassed and in a hurry, as if he had just rushed back from outside.

Through the bright lightning, I saw a slightly pale cheek and charming face. This person was none other than the heroine in the fantasy - Fusang.

I saw Fusang rushing towards me, and just as he was about to shake the rain off his body, he looked up and saw two people under the dripping eaves. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

She paused for a moment, and before they could answer, she squinted her eyes and looked at Murong Qianqian, and said coldly: "Are you the new entrant to the palace, Qi's concubine?"

Murong Qianqian immediately shook her head like a rattle, "No, no, how could I be Nan Lingqi's concubine? I am... a palace maid who has just entered the palace."

Fusang responded, then turned his gaze to Xuanyuan Yao behind him, his smart eyes becoming extremely sharp, "He is..."

"Eunuch, he is also a eunuch who has just entered the palace!" Murong Qianqian replied hurriedly.

Xuanyuan Yao: "..."

I just heard him roaring in his heart, Murong Qianqian, you damn woman, you actually cursed your man to be a eunuch, how can I look like a eunuch?

Hearing this, Fusang looked away and reminded in an indifferent voice: "Although I am just a eunuch, if someone finds out about the tryst between the palace maid and the eunuch in the middle of the night, do you know the consequences?"
Chapter completed!