"The blackening alarm has been lifted."
Hearing such an emotionless sentence in her mind, Fengjing heaved a sigh of relief, facing Qi Mu, her flustered mood just now finally calmed down.
Qi Mu's voice became hoarse, "You said, you want to take care of me for the rest of your life?"
"Hmm..." She nodded shyly.
"Even though, maybe one day I will want to turn you into my collection."
Feng Jing stood on tiptoe and unexpectedly kissed the corner of his mouth, "If I become your collection, then I won't be able to treat you like I am now."
"...You're right." He suddenly smiled, "But first, I need to tell you what a real kiss is."
Gently pinching the girl's chin, he suddenly kissed her lips. The girl's lips were soft and sweet, sweeter than any pastry he had ever eaten. The warm tongue rushed into her sandalwood mouth like a fish and went on a rampage. , This time the kiss was more intense than last time.
He hugged her softened body tightly, and the appearance of her obediently bearing his siege really made him wish he could swallow her in one gulp, and it was time to separate, rationality told Qi Mu that he should end this kiss because his body was getting hot , but just when he had the idea of ending, her slippery tongue suddenly danced with his tongue, as if she was expressing her determination not to admit defeat, but that jerky reaction not only made him cancel the decision to let her go. On the contrary, they attacked more violently, panting and humming, together with their tightly intertwined lips and tongues, the temperature in the room suddenly rose.
Qi Mu's hand on her waist began to move upwards, his nimble fingers untied her belt, slid into her skirt, and covered the soft, tender grip with one hand through the thin bellyband. Above, she uttered a soft moan.
All Qi Mu's movements stopped suddenly, he pulled out his hand, and suddenly pressed her head against his chest, holding her tightly in his arms.
"Your Majesty?" Her voice was muffled with puzzlement, and she was at a loss in the midst of emotion.
He hugged her tighter, as if suppressing something, he whispered: "Don't talk."
Feng Jing felt her lower abdomen being pushed against by a scorching hard object, she understood something, her face was flushed red, and she didn't dare to make a sound or move again.
After a while, when the charming atmosphere in the room dissipated, Qi Mu reached out and lifted her chin, pecked her moist lips lightly, and said two words to her, "little fairy."
Feng Guangmo raised his hand and hugged him back, and said in a discussing tone: "Can you stop saying these three words in the future?"
"Why?"
Because we are not male and female protagonists... Of course, she would not say that, and said casually: "Because I hate demons."
However, Qi Mu suddenly realized something, stroked her cheek with his fingers, and said: "No matter what, I will never tolerate anyone pretending to be you in the future."
Feng Jing blinked, he misunderstood that she was talking about the fox demon incident a few months ago, but this also gave her a good opportunity to bring up the old story again.
"You... don't you also like that fox demon who snatched my body?"
Instead of answering, he smiled and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"Because I have seen it all. She put the curse doll in Qi Duan's room. She helped you win Qi Duan. But that day in the bamboo forest, you still said...you said you wanted to marry her." On this last point, she gritted her teeth quite a bit.
He hasn't said he's going to marry her yet!