"Brother Shi Zhou, am I the most important person to you?"

In the past, Shi Zhou was promoted to the position of God, underwent the catastrophe of the Dao, purified his soul and spirit, had silver eyes and silver hair, and flaunted himself in the world.

Shi Zhou held her hand and pressed it against the slightly cool seat back. His silver eyes were filled with light and a bit of coldness disappeared.

With his other hand, he held her cheek and pressed his lips against her soft lips. As their lips and teeth rubbed against each other, he replied in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

"In thousands of years, the only and most important person."

The words were almost uttered against her lips, ambiguous and charming, his hot breath fell on her cheek, robbing her of her breath during the kiss.

“Hmm…”

Her already beautiful eyebrows and eyes showed a hint of affection, and her cheeks flushed, making her look even more beautiful.

He held her struggling hands tightly, not moving at all. He held her by the back of the neck and tilted her head back, enduring his passionate kiss.

Her vision was slightly dizzy, and she pushed the hand on his chest.

Shi Zhou stepped back, looked at her slightly open lips, released her hand, lifted her waist and held her in his arms, then switched positions with him and let her sit astride his arms.

An An leaned her knees against the throne and lay weakly on his chest, and he lifted her chin and kissed her again.

His breathing became lower beside her ears, physiological tears wet her eyelashes, and she bit his lips.

After kissing her until she lost consciousness several times, Shi Zhou wiped the water from her lips and touched the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, waiting for her to come back to her senses, his eyes dark.

An An regained her strength and pinched his waist with a little force.

Shi Zhou remained calm. He just gently held her fingers, cupped her hand in his palm and rubbed it. Seeing her expression change, he kissed the corner of her lips silently, and his eyes deepened again.

An An was not afraid at all. She poked the corner of his eye with her fingertips, stared into his eyes, and then took off his hair crown.

The silver threads spread out and intertwined with her ink-black hair, making her look particularly gorgeous.

She felt it, but he was enduring it, which meant he wouldn't do anything else, so he wasn't afraid of her teasing him no matter how.

Her breathing became normal again. An An pulled her hand out of his grasp, cupped his cheek, leaned closer, and said with a smile, "Brother Shi Zhou, say something."

Shi Zhou's eyelashes drooped, his fingertips reached into her waist, hooked down her waist belt, and suddenly pressed her into his arms, saying: "What do you want to hear?"

His voice was hoarse.

An An snorted softly, her eyes still filled with water trembled, but she was still not afraid, and put her lips close to his chin, "You call me Madam."

"Madam." Shi Zhou raised his eyes, held her head, and pecked her lips. His expression did not change, but his tone was slightly prolonged, "Your Highness the Princess."

No matter where she is, she is Her Highness.

An An smiled and hooked a strand of his hair between her fingers, "Brother Shi Zhou, you look really good like this."

"Then I won't change back." Although it was a bit ostentatious, she liked it.

She looked at him, kissed him, and quietly rested her head on his shoulder, and whispered: "When the first life ended, I thought of many things at that moment, and finally I greedily thought that if there is an afterlife, I would like to meet you again."

"When the second life ended, all the past events flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, and I realized that all my delusions had come true."

"Daddy and mom are still my daddy and mom. Even though your name is Lu Weishi, you are still my Shen Siwei."