She took a deep breath and slowly stretched out her hand to stop Yuwen Longxiang from kissing him one after another. "Listen to me, what do you want... we can... we can talk..."
The voice was uncontrollably charming.
He smiled and stretched out the tip of his tongue, touching her skin lightly, as if he was enjoying the sound of her voice.
"No...hey, I...I'm talking to you..."
Yu Wenlongxiang stopped and gradually moved up, "We have nothing to talk about."[
She frowned upon hearing this.
"You want to use this..." He kissed her slightly swollen red lips again, "Use this to... talk to me? Hmm?"
"Why... no!"
After tasting it again, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, "I can go directly to you if you want, what else is there to talk about. You are mine, what else do I need to think about to get you?"
"Who said I'm yours!"
"Tsk tsk... Before you speak, you must first understand the situation." His fingertips slid against her lips in a slow and steady manner, "Do you have any conditions you can talk to me about now? Even if you put aside the past, you are still one of my subordinates now.
You are my prisoner. If you think about it, you have to obey me no matter what I ask you to do."
"Prisoner..." She bent her fingertips and almost made several wounds on his body.
Yuwen Longxiang said casually, "The prisoner is just a metaphor. Also, don't try to hurt me. I have personally inspected your whole body. I have thrown away all the dangerous and poisonous things. Even the poison in your nails has been removed."
I'll remove it. Qingshuang, just admit it. If this is a competition, you will lose your whole being to me."
She bit her lip, then he leaned down and freed her lip from her teeth.
"Don't worry, you're not a prisoner. I'm talking about letting go of the past, but unfortunately I can't let it go... So, do you want to be a prisoner or a princess?"
Her bright eyes stared at him stubbornly.
Yuwen Longxiang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you competing? Don't worry, we still have a lot of time... to slowly make up for those two years."
"You won't put me under house arrest..."
"House arrest?" He thought for a moment, "It's almost the same, but in another way. For example, I don't lock you up, I just make it impossible for you to get out..."
"Don't you think you're going too far?"
He smiled softly, "I think you'll like it."
"What if I don't like it?"
"Then I have to make you like it...not once, but twice, three times, four times..."
