Chapter 417 The Terrifying Castle Owner (77)

The old man held his throat, looking a little weird and funny.

Chen Yuan covered her mouth, afraid that she would laugh out loud, otherwise the fortune teller would have a hard time explaining it to his wife.

"Fuck you! I told you to come back quickly! If you don't, I'll lock the door and you'll never be able to enter the house again!"

The person on the other end had a loud voice, with a hint of the arrogance of a spoiled person, but it didn't make people feel annoyed or disgusted for no reason, not to mention that the fortune teller looked like he was enjoying it.

The old man nodded in agreement and hurriedly packed up the things on the wooden table, and even snatched away the two sticks in the hands of Chen Yuan and Fu Qi.

"I'll be back in ten minutes, don't worry, honey."

Don't worry, wife. It's obviously him who is anxious and confused.

"Wait, buy a small cake, the baby wants to eat it."

The old man was not surprised at all, and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

After packing up his torn bag, he hurried down the mountain without even saying goodbye.

He is going to buy a cupcake!

-

Chen Yuan also wanted to go down the mountain, but she was not in a hurry. She walked slowly holding Fu Qi's hand.

This guy seems to be particularly happy and can't hide his happiness.

Chen Yuan discovered that he had a little habit, and when he was in a good mood, he would do a lot of small movements.

From time to time, he would pick a tea leaf and crush it in his hand, then reach out mischievously and smear the tea juice on Shen Yuan's face.

The tea juice has a light fragrance and is not irritating. The tender green color is on the tip of Shen Yuan's nose and her fair and tender cheeks, like a furry kitten with a painted face.

Chen Yuan was extremely angry about his actions, but had no ability to resist, so he could only kick him with a sullen face.

How could this little lunatic be so childish!

"Sister, I'll let you apply it if you can catch me." Her crimson lips curved into an arc, her voice was tinged with teasing, and she turned and ran away.

He was tall and had long legs, so needless to say he had a lot of physical strength. He ran away quickly and stopped by a tree, waiting lazily for Shen Yuan to catch up.

Fu Taigong was fishing and a sinking kite was caught.

Chen Yuan ran after him, warning fiercely, "Don't run!"

When she came closer, he tore off two tea leaves and crushed them, intending to take revenge.

Fu Qi didn't even try to dodge, but just held her in his arms.

The tea juice was applied to his face, and his warm and dry lips fell at the same time.

A kiss sealed it all, and all her breathing and sobs were swallowed up by him.

Chen Yuan endured the rose scent coming from Fu Qi's tongue, and smeared the juice on her right hand on Fu Qi's eyelids, forehead, and even earlobes.

Fu Qi lowered his head, making it easier for her to apply the cream and for him to kiss her.

The rough and hot palm slid up the spine and clasped the thin and fragile neck. Shen Yuan trembled uncontrollably for a moment, and was hugged by Fu Qi, losing the strength to resist.

Too close, too close.

She could even feel the tingling sensation brought by the lines on his palm, gently and slowly stroking the soft neck flesh.

The fortune teller said that her palm and his palm fit perfectly. At this moment, the perfectly matching palm lines were clasping his neck, kissing him gently and forcefully.

Qingming's mind gradually became confused, and he could only see the captivating figure in front of him.

Fu Qi opened his lips and tilted his head back to take it in.

With a whimper, Shen Yuan burst into tears and almost suffocated.

Fu Qi opened his eyes, revealing a pair of red-tinged eyes under his long, black, curly eyelashes, filled with excitement, admiration, and paranoia.

He liked kissing his sister the most when he would block all her breathing and kiss her until she was powerless, so that she could only cling to him and look at him wholeheartedly.

Like a man who had fallen into a lake and was nearly drowning, he walked by the lake, and the only way to survive was to grab the edge of his clothes.

She opened her watery eyes and begged for help. He was the only one in her eyes and heart.

Finally, Fu Qi picked up the limp Chen Yuan and carried him down the mountain.

He opened the passenger door of the sightseeing car and carefully put her in. When he looked up, he saw that her face was flushed and she looked like she had been kissed to the point of losing her mind.

A smile escaped from his throat, and Fu Qi stretched out his fingers to hook her chin, "Why, did you get kissed silly?"

Shen Yuan's lips were already swollen, and she felt a stinging sensation when she licked them lightly. Her whole body was red as if she had rolled in boiling water, steaming hot.

Hearing Fu Qi's teasing voice, her eyelashes trembled, and she hesitated for a long time before she uttered a muffled accusation.

"You've gone too far. I told you to stop but you didn't. It hurts so much."

Fu Qi held up the pitifully red little face in front of him, and rubbed his fingertips across the red lips that he had bitten. Shen Yuan trembled with pain.

"Be careful next time."

He said.

There was an indescribable satisfaction in the laughter that overflowed again.

-

When we returned to the B&B, the tour group had all returned and were distributing the photos taken yesterday at the bar on the first floor.

Seeing two people walking in from outside, Cheng Dong waved and handed them a photo album.

"Chen Yuan, you came at the right time. This is yours."

So efficient?

Chen Yuan took it and opened it. It was a photo album taken in the ancient town yesterday, which had been carefully edited and printed out.

After closing the photo, Shen Yuan smiled, and the wound on her lip suddenly hurt so much that she frowned.

Seeing the unnaturalness in her expression, Cheng Dong smiled ambiguously and raised his eyebrows at Fu Qi next to him.

This guy actually bit his girlfriend's lips. He really knows how to play.

Chen Yuan couldn't stand his gaze, so she quickly dragged Fu Qi back to the room to look at the photos.

As soon as the door closed, Shen Yuan snorted coldly, took off his shoes and socks, and climbed onto the bed.

"Are you really angry?"

Fu Qi stuck to her like a follower, stretched out his long arms and pulled Shen Yuan into his arms, only then he realized that her lips were even more swollen.

He opened the drawer and found a tube of ointment, then turned Shen Yuan's face.

"Apply medicine."

"You know how to apply the medicine now? Why didn't you stop when I told you to? You liar."

Hearing this sarcastic tone, Fu Qi wanted to laugh even more, but he only slightly curled the corners of his lips, not daring to smile too obviously.

"Next time I'll listen to you. I'll stop when you say so."

“There won’t be a next time!”

Half an hour later, Shen Yuan sat on the quilt with a dissatisfied look on her face, allowing Fu Qi to apply medicine to her mouth.

“When did you buy it?”

The B&B did not provide a medicine box, and judging from Fu Qi's familiar movements in looking for the medicine, he obviously knew that there was a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment in the cabinet.

Seeing the two lips opening and closing in front of him, and not even being able to apply medicine properly, Fu Qi reached out and pinched her face, "Don't move."

The pinching made her cheeks sunken into two dimples, and her swollen lips pout, glistening with water.

His throat rolled and Fu Qi's eyes darkened.

What should I do? I want to kiss you even more.

The application of the medicine was not smooth, of course, this only applied to Fu Qi.

The milky white ointment on the bitten red lips was a beautiful scene, but it was a difficult challenge for him.

It's hard not to kiss her.

“Hmm!”

"You bastard! You don't keep your word!"

"Just one kiss, sweetheart."

"Sister, you know I lost my mother when I was young..."