"The emperor...?"
She wasn't afraid, but trembled slightly, You Qi felt her earlobe was bitten, and she flinched immediately.
"You are so brave!"
Zhu Feng bit her delicate earlobe lightly with the tips of his teeth, and said, "How dare you make me angry!"
Nan Yan's voice was trembling: "Slaves..."
"Do you know where you went wrong?"
"No, I don't know..."
"Sin is added to the list!"
After finishing speaking, the hands tightly hugging her waist became stronger, and Nan Yan only felt that her whole body was going to be embedded in his body.
Then, the two fell on the bed together.
"Ouch!"
Although Zhu Feng turned around the moment he fell down and put himself on the bottom, Nan Yan still snorted when he fell on top of him.
His chest was so hard, he might as well have fallen on the bed.
But this humming made Zhu Feng's breathing even heavier.
He turned over and pressed Nan Yan under him, like a tiger pressing a little rabbit under its paws: "Do you know where I went wrong?"
"have no idea."
"have no idea?"
Zhu Feng gritted his teeth and suddenly bit her neck.
"Ouch!"
"Do you know this time?"
"..."
"Got it?"
Every time she asked a question, she took a bite on her earlobe, neck, and even her collarbone. The painful and itchy feeling made Nan Yan struggle and laugh continuously.
The two rolled on the bed for a while.
When she finally stopped, Nan Yan's face turned red.
Desperately begging for mercy: "Got it, I know I was wrong! The emperor please spare me."
Only then did Zhu Feng stop.
Pressing her down, he asked viciously, "Hmph! What's wrong?"
Nan Yan was dizzy and said out of breath, "You should accompany the emperor, not others."
"anything else?"
"besides… ?"
This time, she really couldn't think of anything.
I can only plead softly: "Everything is wrong."
"..."
"Your Majesty, don't punish me again."
"..."
"It hurts..."
Hearing her pitiful words, Zhu Feng let out a deep breath.
Looking down at her, her clothes were messy, and one side of the clothes drooped, revealing her slender shoulders and a large expanse of fair skin.
His eyes were also watery, and he looked at Zhu Feng panting.
Seeing this, Zhu Feng's stomach tightened.
As for Nanyan, while panting, she also felt that the person on her body was breathing more and more heavily, and the temperature in her eyes was getting hotter and hotter.
Being stared at like that, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
The two got closer and closer.
Breathing and heartbeat seemed to be connected by an invisible thread, and gradually, even the mind seemed to be the same at this moment.
She could feel his anxiety at this moment.
He could also feel her shrinking at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Feng slowly leaned down and kissed her on the lips.
It was just a light peck, lighter and shallower than ever before, but for some reason, it seemed that some kind of spark had been ignited this time, and a "pop" could even be heard.
Nan Yan's body trembled suddenly.
His face was so red that it was burning.
Zhu Feng looked down at her, gently brushed away her disheveled hair that was scattered on her cheeks, and said softly, "Zhen, I really hope that day will come sooner."
"..."
"I want you to be my woman."
"..."
"That way, you can completely belong to me and stay by my side."
"..."
"I, I can't wait any longer."
Nan Yan immediately understood that what he was talking about was the day of canonization.
In fact, there are only a few days left.
However, for two people who love each other, the torment of wanting to get closer but not being able to get closer, every day is longer than a year.
But Nan Yan fully understands his anxiety.
The desire to have the other person is not just for him alone.
She stretched out her hands and gently climbed onto his shoulders.
Pressing her face against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, she said softly: "Your Majesty, you are not alone in thinking this way."
"..."
"But, I'm not in a hurry."
"..."
"Because, if what is waiting is happiness, then even waiting is happiness."
"..."
Hearing what she said, Zhu Feng's anxious mood calmed down.
Indeed, not everyone can be so lucky, knowing that they are getting closer and closer to happiness, and knowing every step of happiness coming.
Nan Yan said softly: "Sometimes, I feel like this is just a dream."
"..."
"I'm afraid that at some point, the dream will wake up."
As she spoke, she trembled again.
In the past ten years, those unbearable past events have caused her heart and body to suffer.
At that time, she never imagined that she could be so happy.
Seeing her dazed and cautious look, Zhu Feng's heart softened.
He hugged her and turned over, leaning against the head of the bed, letting her lie on his chest.
The two of them stuck together tightly.
Caressing her long hair, he said softly, "Of course it's not a dream, it's real."
"..."
"Even if it's a dream—"
Nan Yan raised her head and looked at him.
Zhu Feng also looked down at her, and said with a smile, "I will be with you too."
Nan Yan smiled and hugged him tightly.
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So passed the night.
The next day, Nanyan woke up very late.
It was probably because she had been taking care of Ran Xiaoyu for the past few days, so she didn't sleep haha, it was rare to have such a long and steady sleep, and she slept very comfortably.
All night, she seemed to be in a very wonderful dream.
But when she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a pair of eyes that had been accompanying her in her dreams.
Zhu Feng woke up at some point and was looking at him.
Nan Yan's eyes still had a bit of mist in the dream, she was a little dazed, but also a little innocent, she looked at him stupidly, and didn't know what to say.
Zhu Feng took a deep breath, turned over, and pressed her under him.
When she was still in a dream and couldn't wake up, he kissed her all at once.
"Well-"
In an instant, the fiery kiss devoured everything.
Nan Yan seemed to wake up, but immediately, her sanity collapsed in Zhu Feng's hot hug and fiery kiss.
She couldn't speak or even have the strength to move.
She just lay limply under his body, accepting every attack from him.
Men are always full of desire in the morning.
Zhu Feng has always been able to control himself very well. After all, he was born in the army, and his willpower is like steel.
But when I met this little woman, I realized that the so-called steel-like willpower——
Vulnerable.
Just listening to her small moans, sweet murmurs, and even feeling her snow-white skin shivering slightly under the palm of her messy clothes, he was already on the verge of going crazy.