"Sit down." Mo Hanqing looked at Ye Qiqi standing in front of him, reached out and patted the place next to him, and said lightly to her.
Ye Qiqi sat down uneasily, looking at Mo Hanqing with a pair of black and white eyes.
After Mo Hanqing was silent for two seconds, he asked Ye Qiqi in a low voice: "You... want to separate from me?"
"Ah?" Ye Qiqi was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that he would ask herself this question.
"Do you want to separate from me?" Mo Hanqing's dark and deep eyes stared at Ye Qiqi closely and asked her again.
"I don't want to." Ye Qiqi shook her head subconsciously.
If she wanted to separate from Mo Hanqing, she wouldn't have written words like "I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch on earth" on the Kongming Lantern.
"Well...even if your grandfather objects, are you willing to continue to be with me??" Mo Hanqing was silent for a moment, with a hint of uncertainty in her voice, and continued to ask Ye Qiqi.
"Yes." Ye Qiqi tilted her head and looked at Mo Hanqing in front of her, and replied seriously.
As soon as she finished speaking, a warm and soft lip fell on her red lips the next second.
Mo Hanqing lowered his head and kissed Ye Qiqi's mouth, murmuring: "You must remember your words, you must never leave me in the future."
"Okay..." Ye Qiqi responded, and the rest of the words were blocked in his mouth before he could say it.
Mo Hanqing put his arm around Ye Qiqi's thin shoulders, and with a little force, he pushed her down on the bed.
Then, he buried his head directly in his neck, kissing her passionately and persistently.
"Young Master... Young Master...??" Ye Qiqi felt warm breath coming from her neck. She couldn't help but shrink her head and asked in a low voice towards Mo Hanqing: "Well... you ...Aren't you sleepy?? It's already very late... Well..."
"I'm not sleepy." Mo Hanqing's tongue gently rolled on the fair skin of her neck, and then he replied in a low voice: "If you are sleepy, just close your eyes and rest for a while."
"But I... um..." Ye Qiqi couldn't help but squeeze the quilt under her body with her small hands. Waves of numbness slowly swept through her body from her neck, and she wanted to close it. Her eyes fell asleep for a while, but as soon as she closed her eyes, the feeling became more intense.
"What's wrong?" Mo Hanqing raised his head and stared at Ye Qiqi with a pair of deep eyes.
His dark pupils were like the night sky outside the window, shining with bright starlight.
When Ye Qiqi looked into his eyes, it was as if she was sucked into a whirlpool and could no longer get out.
"I..." Ye Qiqi looked into his eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Mo Hanqing looked at her flushed face, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and then leaned down again, his hot lips moving on her neck, collarbone, and chest.
Ye Qiqi's breathing gradually became faster, and the temperature on his face became higher and higher.
She couldn't help biting her lips, and when she hesitated to reach out and push Mo Hanqing away, she felt a chill on her body, and he opened the straps of her robe with one finger.