After a while, she stepped back and saw his dumbfounded look. She sneered, "Why, you weren't teasing me on purpose? Don't you like me? Why don't you have any reaction now?"

"I..." Feng Huaiji pursed his lips slightly, "I dare not."

"What are you afraid of? You are very brave." She pulled his head down a little, her eyes getting colder, "Feng Huaiji, you dare to go against the common ethics, and now I have responded to you, you say you don't dare?"

Feng Huaiji hugged her in his arms and said, "I'm sorry, Jiaojiao, you have the right to be angry. I was wrong. I was wrong."

He was the one who made her angry and tormented. He would not make excuses, nor could he make excuses.

The wind whistled and the trees trembled. Yingyue looked at the dense forest and let him hold her, silently feeling his heartbeat.

She was so quiet that it was abnormal. Feng Huaiji raised his head and carefully looked at her calm expression. He raised his hand to hold the back of her neck and kissed her softly.

She remained silent, just lowered her eyes and watched his actions coldly.

A huge sense of panic came over Feng Huaiji, and his eyes finally turned red. He was no longer calm. "It's my fault. I'm so wrong. Jiaojiao, it's me who made you sad. After I send you back, I will never provoke you again, and I won't show up in front of you again."

Feeling his trembling, Yingyue finally couldn't bear it anymore. She snorted again, "Why are you crying? I haven't even started crying yet, and you want to leave after provoking me? Where in the world can such a good thing happen?"

She pinched his face and gritted her teeth, "Despicable, shameless!"

Feng Huaiji laughed when he heard that, and held her hand, tightening his arms around her, "Jiaojiao is so nice."

Yingyue's expression softened completely. Forget it, let it be.

"Kiss me," she commanded, looking up.

Feng Huaiji didn't dare to hesitate after hearing that. He held her cheek and kissed her softly on her lips. He sucked her, going deeper and deeper, and then he disappeared cautiously. There was lust in the kiss, and he greedily asked for it.

She grasped the corner of his shirt with her fingers and tightened them.

After a long time, seeing that she couldn't bear it anymore, Feng Huaiji stepped back a little and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Jiaojiao, I love you."

Yingyue was a little confused, "Yeah."

Seeing that her gaze had returned to him, Feng Huaiji kissed her again, biting her lips gently. The slight numbness and the softness of her lips spread to his heart, making him tremble.

He couldn't help wanting more, and he penetrated her once more, rubbing his fingers across the back of her neck, causing her limp body to tingle.

This time the kiss was gentle, long and soothing.

Yingyue felt a little dizzy and grabbed the hem of his clothes with her fingers to express her protest.

Feng Huaiji pulled away, moved his kiss away and let it fall on the corner of her lips, then kissed the corner of her eye, and gently stroked her back with his palm to help her calm down.

"Jiaojiao, are you still angry? If you are, I'll bite you again." His voice was filled with hoarseness and desire after the kiss.

After Yingyue recovered, she bit his neck with some force, "Asshole."

She was still a little angry, but don't think that she would stop being angry just because he was about to cry.

It was undeniable that she also liked him, but he was a jerk for flirting with her when she didn't know the situation.

Feng Huaiji's expression remained unchanged, and he patted her back gently as if nothing had happened. "Well, I'm an asshole. It's all my fault."

Tired of biting, Yingyue let go, lay in his arms, and listened to his heartbeat gradually steadying.

Feng Huaiji stroked her hair gently and drove the horse back.

When they arrived at the horse farm, Xuan Qing saw them coming back like this, so he lowered his head and rode another horse to count the prey.

The other three looked blank and pretended not to see it.

What a sin! The sky is about to fall.

After carrying the little girl off the horse, Feng Huaiji directly carried her into the carriage and never let go of her hand after entering the carriage.

He kissed her cheek, "Jiaojiao, are you thirsty?"

"thirsty."

Feng Huaiji poured some scented tea and handed it to her lips. Yingyue enjoyed his service all the way.

When they were almost at the mansion, she said, "Put me down."

"Okay." Feng Huaiji let her sit down by herself, tidied her clothes and hair, and kissed her lips again.

Yingyue glanced at him and kissed him, and the corners of his lips curled up.

After the carriage stopped, Yingyue lifted the curtain herself and looked at Qingming who was driving the carriage, "Help me down."

Qing Ming did as he was told without thinking, and helped her out of the carriage through his sleeve.

Now even the young master has to listen to Miss Nine.

Yingyue got off the carriage and looked into the slightly open carriage. "Hmph, I hate you, second brother. I don't want to see you anymore."

After saying this, she went into the mansion first without even looking back.

Feng Huaiji was helpless, but she had her reasons for doing so. He raised his hand and touched the teeth marks on his neck, which felt a little painful. He opened the secret compartment and wrapped it with gauze.

It can't be seen by others.

After tidying up his appearance, Feng Huaiji also got off the carriage and entered the mansion.