Qu Weiyin propped herself up, touched her body, and helplessly patted the humming Luo Jinxiao.
"Stop pretending."
Luo Jinxiao then stopped humming, loosened his hands, and lay down in the flowers with his arms and legs spread out. From this angle, the sky was clear, blue, and vast.
A few large birds flapped their wings and flew by, and their chirping echoed through the sky.
The surroundings were peaceful and quiet, with only a few butterflies flying in the distance, occasionally landing on the delicate petals to suck nectar. The sweet smell of the flowers mixed with the fragrance of Qu Weiyin made people feel peaceful and happy.
Luo Jinxiao suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Qu Weiyin's hair, saying, "Let's go back to the heaven, where there will be no one to bother us, just the two of us."
"Well, we can go anywhere." Qu Weiyin replied, "I'm a little tired. I don't want to care about anything. I just want to be with you."
She rolled off Luo Jinxiao's body and fell to the ground, lying side by side with her. The towering branches of the flower covered the figures of both of them.
The world seemed to stop flowing, their hands were tightly crossed and they held each other tightly.
"The world is so unpredictable." Luo Jinxiao suddenly said this out of the blue.
"What?" Qu Weiyin glanced sideways.
"I never dared to think that Qu Weiyin, who had only heard of his name, would fall in love with me." Luo Jinxiao smiled.
Qu Weiyin curled her lips in surprise.
"Why, you're not happy?"
"Of course I am happy. Even if we quarrel, I will be happy." Luo Jinxiao pursed her lips. She suddenly turned over, half-propped herself up, and looked down at Qu Weiyin.
This face was always so beautiful that it made her breathtaking no matter when she looked at it.
"So, you still want to argue with me?" Qu Weiyin raised her phoenix eyes slightly, with a hint of teasing provocation, cute and doting.
As Luo Jinxiao watched, her heart began to beat like a drum. She suddenly picked a flower from the side and waved it in front of Qu Weiyin.
"There is nectar in this flower. Do you want to try it?" Luo Jinxiao asked with a smile. Two dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, the same size as the flower.
"How can there be nectar in such a small wild flower?" Qu Weiyin shook her head in disbelief.
Luo Jinxiao winked at her, then pretended to bite the pistil, suddenly lowered his head and bit Qu Weiyin's plump lips between his teeth.
Qu Weiyin cried softly and clutched Luo Jinxiao's sleeves. Luo Jinxiao's force was very strong, as if it was a punishment, and then he kissed her deeply. The sweet nectar-like entanglement made Qu Weiyin breathless.
"Hmm..."
Qu Weiyin struggled at first, but when she couldn't get free and it hurt, she gave up and let Luo Jinxiao do whatever he wanted.
When Luo Jinxiao raised her head again, she turned sideways and took a deep breath. She touched her broken lips with her hand and looked at Luo Jinxiao reproachfully.
"You are like this again, and you can't be a little gentler." She was half angry and half helpless.
Luo Jinxiao was beside her, laughing triumphantly, then he straightened his face and said seriously: "You have forgiven me, but I have not forgiven you yet."
Qu Weiyin blinked.
"You left me and ran away several times, and I couldn't do anything about it in the past. But now that we are married, I have the right to punish you." Luo Jinxiao said righteously.
"This time doesn't count. I just wanted to go out for a walk, and they followed me." Qu Weiyin tried to explain, but she immediately realized what was going on and laughed out loud in anger, "Okay, now you dare to punish me?"
She suddenly sat up on her knees, holding Luo Jinxiao down with both hands, her delicate eyebrows furrowed: "Since you are stronger than me now, won't you bully me every day in the future?"
Luo Jinxiao thought about it carefully and nodded: "That's exactly what I meant."
Qu Weiyin was speechless because of her. She pressed Luo Jinxiao's hands to her sides, lowered her head and bit her lips hard, only then was she satisfied.
Luo Jinxiao licked his lips, blew on himself, then drooped his eyes in grievance, pretending to cry out in pain with tears in his eyes.
"It hurts now. I'm the one who's in pain." Qu Weiyin said angrily.
Hearing this, Luo Jinxiao sat up straight, hugged her waist, tilted his head and asked, "Does it really hurt?"
"Nonsense." Qu Weiyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Just because you don't feel any pain, you think I don't feel any pain either? Are you stupid?"
Luo Jinxiao touched his face, which was suddenly filled with heat, and whispered, "Then I'll be gentler."
Before Qu Weiyin could say anything, Luo Jinxiao moved closer again, but this time she was more gentle and pious than before. Qu Weiyin also closed his eyes and responded to her tenderness.
As they kissed, heat lingered around them, or perhaps it was just between them.
Qu Weiyin's arms were smooth and soft, and Luo Jinxiao's heart would palpitate at the slightest touch. She leaned her forehead on her shoulder with a smile, and put her hands through the coat that Qu Weiyin was wearing.
"Hey." Qu Weiyin gently pushed her away, panting slightly, "It's broad daylight, be careful."
"Where is it in broad daylight?" Luo Jinxiao said with a smile. Qu Weiyin looked up at this time and found that a layer of barrier had been set up around them at some point.
There was no more breeze, and the entire flower field was so quiet that not a single living thing could be seen.
"Have you used all your divine power here?"
"As long as Junior Master-Uncle likes it, it doesn't matter where I use it." Luo Jinxiao said, and with a flick of his fingers, the cloak that Qu Weiyin was wearing slid off like water, spreading out into a piece with a gleam of satin.
The fair shoulders were exposed to the air, and Qu Weiyin's body trembled slightly.
Luo Jinxiao looked in front of him. The smooth and flat mutton-fat jade seemed to have been dropped, with cracks appearing on it, forming beautiful handwriting.
She couldn't help but put her fingertips on the inscription, and every time she saw it, she felt indescribably sad.
It's like looking at a treasure that you love and it's damaged because of you.
As Luo Jinxiao's fingertips slowly traced the entire name, Qu Weiyin slowly exhaled. She touched Luo Jinxiao's eyes and said with a frown, "Why do you have this expression? It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Can I help you remove it?" Luo Jinxiao kissed her own name lightly, feeling extremely distressed.
"No." Qu Weiyin shook her head, "I want to keep it. I think it's not carved deep enough."
"I really love you, Jinxiao." Qu Weiyin said in a whisper. She slowly put herself into Luo Jinxiao's arms, her long legs curled up, and her whole body was like a graceful snake, or like a wisp of smoke, curling with the wind, making people fear that she would float away.
In order to resist this panic, Luo Jinxiao could only hug her tightly, watching her eyes go from clear to misty.
The two women's bodies each have their own beauty, like two white jade butterflies fluttering among the flowers, blending into one in the boundless sea of flowers, in a corner where no one knows, and deeply in love with each other.
"Don't touch this birthmark on my forehead." Qu Weiyin said in a low voice. She didn't let Luo Jinxiao kiss her forehead. Luo Jinxiao had not forgotten the intention of punishing her, and kissed her anyway. The beauty in front of him immediately became soft like a puddle of water.
Luo Jinxiao knew that the birthmark could not be touched, so she didn't dare to use too much force. But after just a few taps, Qu Weiyin's eyes turned red and she collapsed in her arms.
She panted softly and wanted to curse but didn't have the strength, so she could only lean on Luo Jinxiao, who ripped off the pearl flowers on her head, crumpled them into a ball and threw them far away.
Such a childish and innocent Qu Weiyin is rare to come by. Luo Jinxiao was amused by her and laughed out loud. He felt even more fond of her in his heart and stood up to hug her.
Qu Weiyin was held horizontally by her, and she looked around with a red face. It always felt real to have the sky as a cover.
Dare not let go.
"When did you do it?" Her eyes were drawn to a soft couch in front of her.
"I can't let you really lie on the ground. No matter how beautiful a flower is, it has thorns. I can't bear to do that."
After hearing what she said, Qu Weiyin felt warm in her heart again. She didn't know where she learned these things or who taught her.
Luo Jinxiao seemed to see through her thoughts. He laid her steadily on the couch and leaned over to bite her neck.
"Uncle Junior, move your legs." She said softly, "The bed is not big."
Qu Weiyin's face turned completely red like a crab. She tilted her head to look into the distance and covered herself with her sleeves.
But the second time, she was so familiar with it
But she didn't have time to think about it, as her heart felt like it was hit. It shrank tightly together, and she quickly closed her eyes and opened her mouth to bite herself.
When Luo Jinxiao called her Junior Master, she always felt like an old cow eating young grass, which made her even more shy, but clearly...
"Don't bite yourself." Luo Jinxiao's voice was a little hoarse. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took her hand away from her mouth, put it aside, and rubbed it for her.
“If you’re really scared, bite me.” Luo Jinxiao stretched out his hand.
Qu Weiyin turned her face away, refusing to bite her or make a sound.
"No one will see us, don't be afraid." Luo Jinxiao leaned over, covered her body with his own, and whispered in her ear, "How could I bear to let others see my junior master?"
"Don't call me!" Qu Weiyin just mustered up the courage to say something, but she almost shouted again and quickly covered her mouth.
Luo Jinxiao lowered her eyes, and her eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight dew. Her eyes were filled with the woman in front of her. Every inch of her face and every inch of her body drove her crazy and unforgettable.
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