Jiang Niannian's back was tense, but she still didn't speak.
Hypocrisy, really hypocritical.
His own clothes were still on, but he stripped her naked. His hands had lingered on her body countless times before he came to ask her if she was okay.
Her smooth skin pressed against his chest, and she could quietly feel his steady and powerful heartbeat, which seemed to be a silent urging to her.
Jiang Niannian snorted in her heart and asked, "If you choose me, you can't get entangled with that Qingqiu Goddess anymore."
Yin Buqi's eyelashes trembled: "I just want to think about it."
The tip of his tongue gently licked along the crescent-shaped earlobe, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "As long as Nian Nian stays by my side, I can do anything, anything..."
Jiang Niannian's heart warmed up, and then loneliness appeared in her eyes. She asked in a low voice: "What about the continuation of Qingqiu's bloodline?"
"There must be another way."
"What if there's no other way?"
"Then keep looking. Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... There will always be a way. Anyway, I will not form a bond with other women besides you, let alone have children with them."
There was a stubbornness in his eyes, and he was determined to fight her to the end, as if he could fight her for ten thousand years.
If she lowered her head, she could see the hidden and complex love in his eyes.
Jiang Niannian felt as if her heart was soaked in warm water, and the frozen frost gradually softened. She was still unwilling to give in, and asked, "Have you made up your mind? If you choose me, you can't regret it. If there is a next time..."
"There won't be a next time!" Yin Buqi interrupted her hastily. This world was cold, but his thoughts were burning and real, which made him more and more crazy. He murmured, "I don't regret it."
He would always be devoted to her.
"I was wrong. I can't leave you, Nian Nian. I was wrong..."
"The thought of you leaving drives me crazy..."
At this moment, an indescribable wave burst out from the depths of Jiang Niannian's heart. She looked at his red eyes. His eyes were filled with her, and only her, the small one, and nothing else.
She said, "You have to know that it is very difficult for anyone to take me away from you, not even the god of death."
"So, let me stay by your side. I am not afraid of death. What I am afraid of is that the years without you will become the rest of my life."
After saying that, Jiang Niannian suddenly made up her mind, held his cheek, and kissed his slightly cold thin lips.
"Nian Nian..."
Yin Buqi felt his heart was overwhelmed by sweetness.
For more than a month, he had longed for this moment, which he had lost and finally regained.
Jiang Niannian is his medicine.
The medicine works immediately but is addictive.
If she left, he would die.
But he really likes this dependence.
As long as it was given by Nian Nian, he would be happy with it.
Their lips and teeth were entangled softly, and Yin Buqi's Adam's apple rolled, indicating an irrepressible desire.
His hand moved closer and closer, grasped Jiang Niannian's slender ankle, and tightened his fingertips.
"Ah!" Jiang Niannian instantly fell back and lay on the soft Tiancan silk quilt, her black hair spread out and the white quilt reflected her snow-white skin.