"The Emperor has never been suspicious of you!" Ling Jingshu stared at Wei Yan, concern showing in her beautiful eyes.
Wei Yan felt hot in his heart: "No. I did this very secretly. The only people who knew about it were Eunuch Huang, the eldest sister, and you."
As he spoke, he came closer.
The two were almost physically touching. The aura of a man quickly enveloped her.
He lowered his head and looked at her, his eyes shining with unconcealable eagerness and anticipation. It's as bright as the stars in the sky, making people's hearts sway.
Ling Jingshu looked up at him, her whole body tensed up unconsciously, and her pretty face turned pale.
The humiliation I suffered in my previous life flashed through my mind one after another. This is the deepest scar in her heart, and it is also the secret pain that she has never told.
When lovers are alone, a little intimacy is inevitable. He had been trying to be patient, keeping a distance, and not daring to get really close to her. She kept this gentleness and consideration in her heart.
She hated her involuntary reaction.
She was afraid of seeing disappointment and disgust in his eyes.
She wanted to let go and start a new life again.
Ling Jingshu's lips moved slightly, and her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Wei Yan..."
Wei Yan, I'm a little scared.
I'm afraid my reaction will hurt you.
Wei Yan's eyes fell firmly on her face, seeing all her fragility and fear, and he felt deep pity and uncontrollable distress in his heart: "Ah Shu, don't be afraid. I I just want to give it a try. Whether you can accept it or not, I won’t be disappointed, and I won’t give up just yet.”
"Let me give it a try, okay?"
Ling Jingshu felt her throat was dry and hoarse, and it took her a while to squeeze out one word: "Yeah."
He didn't do anything eagerly, and still stared at her tenderly and affectionately. After looking at each other for a long time, the tension in her heart inexplicably receded a lot.
The man in front of her loved her wholeheartedly, guarded her silently, and never forced her to do anything she didn't want to do. She also fell in love with him and wanted to go hand in hand with him and spend the rest of her life together.
He was not the hateful Luan from his previous life, and he would never hurt her.
How could she be afraid of his closeness!
The stiff body slowly softened, and the chaotic and rapid heartbeat slowly calmed down.
Ling Jingshu took a deep breath, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and touched his hand gently. While I kept telling myself in my heart: This is Wei Yan, this is the man I like.
The moment her hands touched, Ling Jingshu felt all the blood in her body rush to her mind, and her mind went completely blank for a moment.
Wei Yan didn't move, just looked at her quietly with his calm and gentle eyes. It strangely soothed all her nervousness and apprehension.
When she came back to her senses, she found that she was still standing there.
She put her hand on his and there was no nausea, no vomiting, nothing.
"Wei Yan," Ling Jingshu raised the corners of her lips, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, crying and laughing: "Wei Yan! Did you see it? My disease is cured! I can touch your hand! I won't do it again. Vomited…”
The ecstasy in Wei Yan's heart was no less than that of Ling Jingshu.
She finally overcame her inner demons and took the initiative to touch and get close to him.
This also meant that she truly opened her heart and accepted him.
"A Shu, I'm very happy. This is the happiest moment in my life." Wei Yan's voice was no longer as calm as before, filled with joy and excitement.
He opened his hand and gently held her soft and slender hand.
His hands were slender, strong, and there were thin calluses in the palms. With his warm body temperature, he gently but firmly wrapped her hands in his palms.
Ling Jingshu didn't feel scared, only endless peace of mind and joy.
The shadows and nightmares of the past were finally far away from her life.
From this moment on, she was completely reborn.
…
The two just held hands and looked at each other stupidly for a long time.
I don't know how long it took before Wei Yan came back to his senses.
He held her hand with his left hand, raised his right hand, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. While he chuckled and coaxed her: "Don't cry anymore. If you continue to cry, I will feel so distressed that I can't bear it."
Ling Jingshu's excitement had subsided, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips when she heard the words: "I didn't expect that you could also say sweet words."
Wei Yan responded with a serious face: "I never say sweet words, I only speak from my heart."
"Quiet words!" Ling Jingshu wanted to pretend to be angry with a straight face, but that sweet smile had already spread from the corner of her eyes to her lips.
Just like the warm sunshine in spring, it shines on the flowers all over the mountains and fields.
So dazzling, so sweet, so moving, so charming!
Which man can resist such a beautiful smile
Wei Yan took a breath and forced himself to look away. His voice was filled with a helpless smile: "Ah Shu, don't smile at me like this in the future. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control myself. I will do something to offend you."
Even when he was in love, he was trying hard to control himself, lest he hurt her even a little bit.
Ling Jingshu didn't know why, but she blurted out: "We are in love, how can it be offensive?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized what he had said. His cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
How could she say such a thing!
This is simply... it is simply encouraging him in disguise!
Wei Yan had already looked over, his gentle and indifferent eyes now filled with surprise and excitement, as well as uncontrollable throbbing: "Ah Shu, did I hear you right? You really allow me to get close to you. you?"
What a fool!
It’s a time like this, but you’re still asking this and that politely!
Shouldn't you just close your eyes and kiss her
Ling Jingshu's face turned red with embarrassment and she refused to say another word, only looking away slightly. Her pretty face, covered with blush, was like the morning dew, indescribably beautiful and bright.
Fortunately, Wei Yan was not stupid and did not miss this good opportunity. He stretched his arms and carefully and gently took her into his arms. Then, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead and cheek gently, like a butterfly landing on the stamen of a flower.
That cautious move seemed to be holding a unique treasure in the world.
Ling Jingshu had already closed her eyes in shame.
His chest was warm and broad, and snuggled into his arms, I felt extremely safe and secure.
His lips finally landed on hers.
First the lips touched each other, then gentle sucking and probing. After sensing her acceptance, he indulged himself and penetrated her lips completely.
Lips and tongues intertwined, moistening each other.
exchanging each other's rapid breathing.
The two hearts were beating very fast across each other's chests. Gradually, it was no longer clear whose breathing and whose heartbeat were merging together. (To be continued)