Ling Xuewei moved uneasily, and suddenly felt a strand of her hair being lifted up, and warm breath blew past her ear.
She reflexively avoided it, but unexpectedly her wrist was grabbed.
The force was obviously not strong, even gentle.
But it carried an irresistible strength that made it impossible for her to break free.
"Let go!" Ling Xuewei said angrily.
Even if she couldn't see it with her eyes, she was so close and she would be stupid if she couldn't feel the man's approach.
At some point, Di Qianjue came to her side, picked up a strand of her soft hair, and played with it gently.
The black hair ran across the fingers, as if it was being teased in my heart, it was itchy, and there was an indescribable feeling.
Full of strangeness.
It was clear that Ling Xuewei was so resistant to him, and her face was even as defensive as ever, but at this moment Di Qian was desperate for Ling Xuewei, and touching her so close actually gave Di Qianjue a joy he had never experienced before.
Pleasure of mind and body.
Di Qianjue's thin lips curled up into a touching smile.
Lowering his head, his lips lightly touched the hair.
With a tenderness that even he himself didn't notice.
In the pool water.
There are two figures, one tall and one short, shadowy and hazy.
Looking at it from a distance, this scene seems to be frozen, so beautiful and heart-warming.
Ling Xuewei couldn't see her, so she naturally didn't know what the other party was doing.
His whole body was just tense and on guard like a hedgehog.
Especially the touch on her wrist made her feel as if she was being burned by fire, and she wanted to jump out immediately and get away from this man.
But things went against her expectations. Today, this man seemed to be on a collision course with her and would not let go.
Di Qianjue did not use any forbidden techniques or spiritual energy, but simply used force to control it.
After struggling for a long time, the man's hand was like an iron hoop and would not let go.
Ling Xuewei was panting and stared at him fiercely.
Little did he know, she even went in the wrong direction, and spent a long time pointing at the fake stone next to the man, but she didn't know it at all.
Ling Xuewei puffed out her cheeks, because of anger or heat, her cheeks were alluringly pink, like an apple, making people want to take a bite.
Di Qianjue's eyes darkened and he suddenly exerted force on his hand. Ling Xuewei stumbled and was almost pulled into Di Qianjue's arms.
"What are you doing?!" Ling Xuewei was extremely angry.
"Woman, are you seducing me?" Di Qianjue approached.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Who seduced you!" Ling Xuewei was furious.
Her sixth sense and vigilance over the years made her keenly aware that her situation was not good at this moment.
She felt a strong sense of danger from the man.
She vaguely knew what it was, so she felt even more panicked.
"Oh? Then why do I think you did it on purpose? You approached me on purpose, showed that weak expression on purpose, and appeared in front of me with this look on purpose?"
Di Qianjue's eyes moved down and fell on her skin as white as snow.
The beautiful collarbones, the charming slender shoulders, the seductive neck...all of them challenged his patience.
In fact, this is completely a misunderstanding.
Di Qianjue brought Ling Xuewei back and ordered the palace maids to bring her here. However, the palace maids obviously misunderstood and thought she was the 'woman' brought back by the Holy Lord, so naturally the scene happened like this.
I have to say, this is a 'wonderful' misunderstanding.
But, did Di Qianjue really not know? Or... was he pretending not to know?
Ling Xuewei was so angry at his righteous remarks that her face turned red!
"You...shameless!"
Because of her strong anger, Ling Xuewei couldn't find a more appropriate word! It just fell into the eyes of the man, but it had a more meaning of 'I am so angry that I can't speak anymore'.
A hint of evil charm flashed through his warm eyes. He suddenly increased the strength in his hands and forced her into his arms. Regardless of Ling Xuewei's resistance, his lips came to her ear and said, "I can be even more shameless. You have to try it."
What?"
"Crack!"
Really unable to bear it, Ling Xuewei punched him!
It's just that she is completely human at this moment. Without the cultivation and strength of her heyday, how can she be a match for men?
Ling Xuewei's fist was easily grasped, and with the help of inertia, Di Qianjue shamelessly held her in his arms, and placed another hand on her lower back, not allowing her to resist.
Ling Xuewei's face turned red and she struggled even harder!
"Don't move!"
His voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of undetectable desire, "If you touch me again, there's no guarantee that I'll do anything to you."
Ling Xuewei stiffened and didn't dare to move anymore.
As a woman, she knows very well the reason for the man's reaction at this moment.
The breath above her head gradually heated up, and there was a vague ambiguity in the air. All this made Ling Xuewei feel on pins and needles. She wished she could stay away from the dangerous man in front of her immediately.
Di Qianjue squinted and his gaze fell on Ling Xuewei's red cheeks.
Because of her anger and annoyance, she became more alive, like a sparrow spirit that escaped, and he couldn't help but want to imprison her...
He is no stranger to women's bodies.
But this was the first time that I was so impulsive and out of control.
Under his palm, Ling Xuewei's skin was as smooth as silk, and he could almost control her slender waist with one hand.
It was so weak that it could be broken with a single blow, and it was so charming that it made him want to ravage it wantonly.
Di Qianjue's hand unconsciously slid around Ling Xuewei's waist. The movement was ambiguous and had a hint of seduction.
Ling Xuewei's forehead twitched and she gritted her teeth, "When did the majestic Saint Lord of the Realm become so shameless? Is it interesting to humiliate a useless person who has lost all his cultivation?"
Knowing that brute force was useless to him, Ling Xuewei could only find another way.
"This is the first time I've seen you look so angry."
Not only was Di Qianjue not angry at her sarcasm, but he was also filled with joy.
It was as if I had discovered something interesting, so novel that I couldn't help but explore it.
Ling Xuewei finally knew that this man was extremely thick-skinned.
"What do you want?"
Ling Xuewei tried to calm herself down. She knew that the more panicked she was, the more someone would take advantage of her, so she stopped struggling and kept her tone calm.
Di Qianjue looked at the person in his arms quietly, inch by inch, as if he wanted to carefully carve Ling Xuewei's appearance into his mind.
But his tone was casual, and he asked quietly, "How did you get into trouble with Netherworld Split Sky?"
The conversation suddenly changed, Ling Xuewei frowned, "What does it have to do with you?"
"As far as I know, that man has nothing to gain, and he is willing to spend tens of thousands of ghost troops to catch you. It seems that there should be something in you that interests him." Di Qianjue said calmly.
Ling Xuewei was silent.
"The secret was discovered?" Di Qianjue's tone contained a hint of schadenfreude.
Ling Xuewei was not surprised that Di Qianjue guessed it. This man had always been terrifyingly sharp.