A few days ago, she felt that something was wrong between the master and Mr. Qin. Mr. Qin's expression was too scary, and after that, the master also refused to mention Mr. Qin with a frosty look on his face.
Did something happen between them? In his heart, he wanted to bless Feng Xingying, but he also had an indescribable extravagant hope.
Now, if the master is like this, is the master ready to give up on Mr. Qin and call him as a holy guard to sleep with him
It doesn't matter, he doesn't mind, as long as the master is willing, he is willing to be her holy guard at any time. The holy guard's duty is to satisfy the saint and not to ask for anything.
He has been dreaming about this day, the day when he can fulfill his obligations.
"If you don't want to say it, I won't ask. If you don't want to, just push me away. I won't force you." Ye Jingning spoke nervously.
But instead of pushing him away, the woman in her arms hugged him tighter, her little face buried shyly in his shoulder.
Such a hint is a fatal temptation for a man, especially when that person is the fatal love he has dreamed of for thousands of years.
Ye Jingning was not completely awake at this time. The drunkenness before made him a little confused, and he even thought it was a dream.
Is it a dream? Is it an illusion? That's right, only in dreams would the master treat him like this.
But even if it was a dream, he was grateful for this sultry dream, which allowed him to realize a wish that he dared not have in reality.
He turned her face away and looked at it quietly under the moonlight. The tenderness in her eyes made his heart full of happiness and satisfaction. She didn't speak, but her expression said it all.
He just held her face and moved closer to her with his eyes open.
He wanted to look at her expression, he couldn't let the woman he loved the most feel a little wronged. If she showed the slightest reluctance or hesitation, he would stop immediately.
But she actually closed her eyes, opened her soft red lips, and quietly waited for happiness to come.
The scene that he never dared to dream about actually became a reality.
He didn't want to think about why, he just wanted to accept his fate.
He gently brushed her lips, bit by bit, and slowly invaded her carefully, as if he was afraid of breaking her.
Her body trembled slightly, but she quietly allowed him to continue picking.
From gentle as water to fierce as fire.
His kiss, with desperate madness, drew her deeply into it.
Until both of them were out of breath, An Liandie pouted her red and swollen lips and looked at him with intoxicated eyes, her cheeks were hot but sweet.
Her encouraging and longing eyes are an artifact that tempts people to commit crimes.
Ye Jingning couldn't see An Liandie, he only saw Feng Xingying, Feng Xingying who could be possessed by him.
What he thought he would never get in his life suddenly came to his door.
Ye Jingning could no longer control his anger, so he stretched out his hands to lift An Liandie up and strode back to the bedroom.
He always pays attention to the emotions of the person in his arms. As long as she doesn't want to, he will stop no matter how hard he works. But if she wants him, no matter what the reason is, he will move forward without hesitation, because all he sees is Feng Xingying.
An Liandie kept her arms around Ye Jingning's neck, her eyes gentle but firm.
She knew it was wrong to do this, but it was also her obsession and last hope, and it was also the only way she could think of to comfort Ye Jingning. She couldn't continue to watch him become decadent and disillusioned.
She had no regrets in dedicating herself to him. Even if it's just a moth to the flame, even if it's another person's identity.