Yu Xing's palm was filled with cold air, which penetrated the fabric and penetrated into the skin.
Wen Qing's whole body was hot at the moment, and she could clearly feel Yu Xing's hand slowly moving back and covering his leg, gently stroking as if stroking a doll.
After the coolness dissipated, the place touched by him became more intensely hot, making people more and more greedy for the temperature of Yu Xing's body.
Wen Qing pinched his palms, tried his best to ignore the changes in his body, and said to Yu Xing, "You don't need to feed me."
"Get out of the way!"
Wen Qing was a little angry, and wanted to yell at Yu Xing, but when she made a sound, her voice was soft and sticky, as if she was acting like a baby.
Yu Xing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes darkened by two points.
He leaned in front of Wen Qing, pressed the tip of his nose, and said slowly: "Then who do you want to feed?"
"Sikong? Ji Yu? Butler? Or the one in the room..."
Yu Xing's breath was also cold, brushing against his cheeks, Wen Wei was slightly dazed, and couldn't hear the last words he said clearly.
Yu Xing lowered his eyes, looked at Wen Qing's wet eyes, and snorted slightly: "Mother, isn't that why you seduced me?"
He bent his fingers and twirled them on Wen Qing's legs.
The dryness in Wen Qing's heart is burning more and more.
"Human beings are ruled by desire," Yu Xing looked down, looked at Wen Qing's flushed face, and said with a low smile, "Didn't you already feel it?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, because of Yu Xing's touch, his body's reaction was stronger than when he was in the seminary.
I want to touch, I want to touch, I don't want to be so hot anymore...
Wen Qing exhaled hot air, raised his eyes in a daze, and met Yu Xing's dark eyes.
Yu Xing... Desire...
The Yu Xing in front of him must be related to Yu Xing.
Wen Qing turned her head with difficulty for a while.
Yu Xing looked at the daze in his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Who is mother thinking about?"
"Or are you thinking about something?"
He tilted his head slightly, put his lips against Wen Qing's cheek, and asked in a deep voice, "Thinking about Sikong?"
"Or father?"
Wen Qing recovered and saw the dissatisfaction in Yu Xing's eyes.
He still has two props that he can use now, and he is not willing to use them against Yu Xing.
Compared to Yu Xing, who is talking coquettishly, Sikong is more dangerous.
"Would you like to give it a try, who fucks you the most?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth and was about to speak, but in the next second, Yu Xing sucked his lips.
His eyelashes trembled, he hesitated for a moment, but still didn't use props.
Yu Xing felt his obedience, the tip of his tongue hooked his lips, and slowly entered his mouth.
"Hmm..." Wen Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she couldn't help making a low hum.
This time the kiss was completely different from the previous ones, the senses on and inside his lips seemed to be magnified several times, and he could clearly feel Yu Xing's wet and soft tongue rubbing against the inner wall of his mouth.
The tingling sensation like an electric current spread from the palate to all the limbs, every inch of his skin and every blood vessel seemed to be washed away by this feeling.
Wen Qing couldn't control the low cry in her throat at all, and her breathing gradually began to become short.
Hearing his sticky voice, Yu Xing paused, wrapped around the tip of his tongue, pressed against the root of his tongue, sucking every trace of water from Wen Qing's mouth.
Wen Qing's palate was sore and numb, his eye sockets were getting redder and redder, and his humming sound was slightly crying.
The whole body was filled with the coldness of Yu Xing, even though Yu Xing didn't move anywhere except his tongue, Wen Qing still had the feeling of being touched by him.
It was as if even the air was touching him.
Wen Qing couldn't help squinting her eyes, raised her head, and curled up her toes.
His mind was chaotic, he couldn't think of anything except his physical feelings at the moment, and could only let Yu Xing manipulate him.
"Well… "
The corridor was very quiet, with the sound of heavy breathing and the faint sound of water clearly visible.
Yu Xing looked at Wen Qing's blurred eyes obsessively, and fondled his lips.
After a long time, he licked Wen Qing's lips and stopped.
He licked away the water stains on his lips, and looked at Wen Qing's flushed cheeks.
Wen Qing was still in a daze, her cheeks were flushed with wet tears, and she was seductive under the dim light.
His eye sockets and the tip of his nose were also red, and his lips were the worst, red and swollen, as if he was tempting someone to kiss him.
Yu Xing's breathing was stagnant, he bent his fingers, put his palm against Wen Qing's leg, and said hoarsely, "I haven't started fucking you yet, mother."
"Would you like to be in the corridor? Or somewhere else?"
"If Sikong saw it..." Yu Xing paused, then whispered intentionally, "Do you think he will join?"
"You are so greedy, are two sons not enough?"
Wen Qing was still in a daze, and didn't hear clearly what Yu Xing was saying.
Panting for breath, he came over for a while before he came back to his senses and met the familiar eyes.
It was dark, and the pupils were burning with flames.
Wen lightly pursed his lips, and there was a pain on his lips, and tears came out again.
Yu Xing half closed his eyes, couldn't help but raised his hand to caress his moist lips, and said softly: "Mother can't help it..."
Wen Qing looked at him, a gust of cold wind brushed his cheeks, and then saw Yu Xing kicked against the wall.
In the next second, he saw the butler appear in front of him, reaching out to hug him.
"Second Young Master, stop seducing Madam."
Yu Xing raised his eyelids and said with a cold face, "What are you?"
The butler hugged Wen Qing and said expressionlessly: "I have an obligation to protect my wife."
Yu Xing straightened his body, looked at the flushed Wen Qing in the housekeeper's arms, and raised the corners of his mouth: "This is what mother wants."
The housekeeper's eyes flashed blue: "Madam is just an ordinary human being."
"Please take care of yourself, Second Young Master."
After speaking, he held Wen Qing in his arms, turned and walked towards the stairs.
Yu Xing subconsciously took a step forward, then stopped, looking down at his feet.
He frowned, turned and walked into the bedroom, looking at the dessert tray on the table that occupied the place of the censer.
After a long time, Yu Xing picked up the spoon and tried to take a bite.
"Unpalatable."
****
After staying in the housekeeper's arms for a while, Wen Qing recovered her body and mind.
After leaving Yu Xing, the dryness in his body disappeared suddenly, but his hands and feet were still a little weak.
The butler carried him back to the room and gently put him on the bed.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and her cheeks were wet.
The butler wet the towel and was wiping his face.
Wen Qing raised his eyes. The butler's blue eyes did not escape, and he lay quietly.
The butler is protecting him.
The butler was on his side.
Wen Qing looked at the butler's non-human hand, and his brain slowly turned.
Over the past two days, it can be seen that the butler is very obedient. Although there are many things he cannot tell himself, he will not interfere with what he wants to do, and even helped him by mistake.
I won't suspect that something is wrong with him, and I won't question him...
Like... a system with a body.
Wen Qing was dazed.
The housekeeper saw Wen Qing's daze, and the movements of his subordinates became softer.
He gently wiped Wen Qing's face, the tears on his cheeks, and his red lips, feeling Wen Qing's soft and warm skin with his fingertips.
After a long time, the butler put down the towel and untied the tie of Wen Qing's cloak with both hands.
Wen Qing wore several clothes. Did not feel the butler's movement.
He closed his eyes and began to recall what happened just now.
The second young master's ability is similar to Yu Xing's ability, both are related to desire, and can amplify desire.
Desire｜God of Desire...
Wen suddenly remembered something that he had forgotten.
Since Yu Xing is in charge of desire, then Sikong and Ji Yu should also be in charge.
Sikong's words...
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and what the maids said played back in her ears.
The weather is good, the young master is in a good mood...
Recalling and getting along with Sikong before, Wen Qing understood a little bit.
Sikong loves animals, protects human beings, and loves nature...
He should be related to nature, and his mood will be shown in the sky.
The young master also has abilities similar to Sikong...
Suddenly, there was a coolness on Wen Qing's collarbone.
He opened his eyes, only to see that his cloak and coat had been taken off, and the butler was about to take off his shirt.
Wen Qing quickly grabbed the butler's hand: "You don't need to take this off!"
"Yes." The butler replied without any change in expression.
Just as Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, the butler leaned over, put his hands on his trousers, and made a gesture to take off his trousers.
Wen Qing instinctively turned sideways to avoid it, and said, "You don't need to take these off!"
"I can do it myself."
This time the butler did not leave directly, but bent his fingers, hooked his belt, and said calmly: "Madam, your leg is injured."
"Need medication."