Yang Xi was kissed so hard that she forgot all about herself. The hands that were originally planning to push him away climbed up to his shoulders and hooked his neck forcefully.
As if half a century had passed, he gently let go of her and buried his head in her shoulder to calm his chaotic breath.
His demon child was still in confusion, her melancholy eyes were watery and seductive, and the suppressed desire was suddenly aroused again.
This woman was born to be his nemesis.
His slender fingers slowly closed up her clothes that he had just opened. Such a simple action was more difficult for him than any difficult task in the past. His fingertips slid over the delicate ice muscles,
The soft and tender touch made his heart flutter.
"Ah!" She gradually regained consciousness when she saw this. After exclaiming, she hurriedly grabbed the skirt of her clothes and the blush on her face became even worse. "You...here..."
God, she was almost here with this pervert... She was so excited that she searched around the scene to see if there was a third person.
"No one will disturb me without my permission." He twitched the corners of his lips and said softly.
Those words were meant to be comforting, but now they sounded very ambiguous and metaphorical.
She swallowed her saliva and no longer dared to look into his bewitching eyes. Her uneasy and shy gaze didn't know where to stay. "That can't be..."
This time, he rarely refuted.
He always does things as he pleases, and he doesn't stick to the rules of the world. He never pays attention to etiquette, customs, and honors. However, his little woman seems to value this very much. He knows that she wants to legitimately become a
his people.
Therefore, he endures and he waits.
However, he, who has never been interested in things between men and women and prides himself on his extraordinary determination, is always easily lost in her smiles. This charming little woman can easily arouse his emotions and desires.
The raging desire~fire that is deliberately suppressed but cannot be suppressed.
This feeling, although beautiful, is indescribably depressing.
Yang Xi, who was sitting on his lap, seemed to feel that he was trying his best to control his desires. His stiff body did not dare to make any move, for fear of accidentally arousing his anger, in this empty place with no privacy.
The hall forced itself.
Perhaps, she has accepted her future husband and the fact that she has to survive in this strange time and space, and no longer resists his entanglement, but that does not mean that she is willing to have inappropriate behavior with him before marriage.
, especially in this case.
Although she is a woman who grew up in the 21st century, the traditional consciousness in her mind has been deeply ingrained since she was a child.
She moved her body slightly out, and was immediately pulled back into someone's arms. She frowned slightly and raised her eyes to look at him, only to see that he was still gentle and elegant.
"Are you going to keep holding me like this?"
"Why not?" Hug, a lifetime is not enough.
"It will be seen..."
"Don't question my words."
This sand pig! Pervert! Arrogant!
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something again, and his delicate facial features wrinkled together slightly. "Do you always hug women like this?"
This sour voice made him feel good. "What? Have you learned to be jealous?"
"Who...who is jealous!" She panicked in her heart and turned away, a hint of coolness slipped from her eyes. How could she forget that he was a noble and noble prince, and how could he not be around him?
Those warblers and swallows are fat and thin?
"You are the first." There was a touch of endearment and determination on his lips, and his tone was light but unparalleled in determination. "You may also be the last."
The first half of the sentence was very useful and made her feel good, but the second half of the sentence made her suddenly angry. "Maybe?"
The little flame dancing in her eyes made him chuckle. He gently scratched her eyebrows with his long fingers and said softly: "If you give me a daughter in the future, I will want to hold her."
What? The little flame suddenly cooled down. "Only...our daughter?"
Although I subconsciously wanted to say "Who wants to give you a daughter", that seemed pretentious.
He nodded lightly and gave her a lifelong promise.
"Then...your concubines..." This was the biggest knot in her heart. Can she share her man with others for the rest of her life? There was a trace of bitterness in her heart.
She can't do it!
Not letting go of the disappointment in her eyes, he smiled slightly. His woman seemed to be more domineering than him, but he liked this kind of domineering, very, very much. His big palm swept across the back of her head and held her up
She played with a strand of black hair in her palm and said casually: "I don't have a concubine."
She opened her watery starry eyes and looked at him. "You really don't have a concubine? No...you're kidding."
His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of danger flashed across his face. "Don't doubt me."
"I..." Seeing this, she stuck out her tongue and lowered her guilty eyes. He was serious, she had no doubt. "But, in the future..."
"That depends on whether my princess allows it..."
"No!" She raised her eyes and held his handsome face. "I will never allow it!"
These five short words are sonorous and powerful, and have a strong resonance. "My mind is very small and cannot accommodate too much. If it is not a pair of people for the rest of my life, then I would rather have nothing."
He didn't speak, just looked at the person in front of him steadily.
She was weak and slender, without strong martial arts or complex thoughts, but she had a firm heart. He knew that if he couldn't be as dedicated as she required, he would definitely lose her in this life.
He took her weak and boneless hand, put her palm to her lips and kissed her softly. In his firm eyes, she was the only one:
"Okay, we will be together for the rest of our lives. You, Yang Xi, will be the only one for me, Murong Yun, in this life!"
One sentence, one simple word, suddenly stirred up a storm in her heart.
This man, this man who was supposed to be more than a thousand years away from her, but who was so affectionate and affectionate with her like a myth, said that he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life!
Can you believe it? Can you?
He is not anyone, he is not anyone, he is Murong Yun! He is the only Sunset Lord in the world! Deep in his heart, a firm voice repeated over and over again.
She lowered her head and buried it deeply into the crook of his neck, and her hot tears accidentally fell on him.
I believe, I believe! From now on, I am your only one...
In this life, I, Yang Xi, am your only one, Murong Yun...