The handsome face approached Ren Qianqian, and his strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. Ren Qianqian felt that her heartbeat was as high as her suspended body.
His subordinates scratched in panic, and Ren Qianqian clasped her slender fingers on Qingcheng's shoulders, biting her lips with a blush on her face.
She wanted to say that she could leave. After all, she had never been so close to a man. But she swallowed the words when they reached her lips.
If you speak shamefully at this moment, wouldn't your plan be in vain?
Seeing that she didn't refuse, Qingcheng suddenly felt good. He hugged her lazily and said in a low voice: "Hold me tight."
Ren Qianqian gritted her teeth, struggled a bit, and finally stretched out her hands to wrap around Qingcheng's neck.
Qingcheng hugged her and walked steadily through the peach blossom branches. Their hair rubbed together, and Ren Qianqian's forehead touched his chin. The beating sea of flowers rippled, and the light of the setting sun warmed her.
to circle two people together.
Qingcheng's body smelled of green grass, and fine beads of sweat formed on Ren Qianqian's palms. She kept reminding herself in her heart that the person holding her was not a human, but a snake.
"Are you nervous when I am holding you? A low magnetic voice came from above your head. Ren Qianqian froze. She raised her lips in embarrassment and stubbornness and retorted: "No way! How could I be nervous? I am very relaxed."
The corners of Qingcheng's mouth curved slightly: "Oh, you hugged me so tightly, I thought you were nervous."
When Ren Qianqian heard this, she suddenly felt that she was hugging a hot potato. She reached out to push her in a panic, but she forgot that she was being hugged.
He ducked and almost fell to the ground.
"Ah!" Ren Qianqian hurriedly hugged Qingcheng instinctively, pressing her whole body tightly against his body.
Qingcheng hugged her tightly with satisfaction, and raised a faint smile on her lips: "Stop moving, or you will fall, and I will not be responsible."
Ren Qianqian curled her lips in embarrassment.
Who did she almost fall because of, bastard!
Along the way, Qingcheng walked with her in his arms as if there were no monsters. Amid many probing and surprised looks, she carried Ren Qianqian back to his bedroom.
The Thirteen Enchantresses were guarding in front of the palace gate. When they saw Qingcheng coming back with Ren Qianqian in her arms, the faces of all the Enchantresses changed.
When Oriole saw Ren Qianqian, her eyes almost burst out with fire, and she clenched her hands in grievance. Oriole boldly stepped forward and said, "Wang, is Miss Ren feeling unwell? Let Xiaoli send someone to take care of Miss Ren.
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Another enchantress in green immediately echoed: "Yes, the king must be tired after a busy day. Let Sister Li serve the king to bed today."
Oriole glanced at the woman in green with gratitude, and looked at Qingcheng expectantly, with a delicate look on her face.
Ren Qianqian's eyes suddenly widened. This dead bird! How dare you block her way of life! It's going to die!
Qingcheng lowered her head to look down at Ren Qianqian with interest, and lightly opened her thin lips: "What do you think of this opinion? Do you want me to send someone to take care of you, or do you want to stay?"