She's a thousand-year-old demon, either cultivating or on the path to cultivation. Facing a bottleneck in her cultivation, she decided to go out and relax, where she coincidentally met a system...
Jialan turned his head away from Ning Qing; this man was shameless, and he couldn't win an argument with him.
Her thoughts shifted, but regardless of how much of his affection for her was genuine.
I really need to rely on him right now.
If Xiaoqian and I were to step out of this mansion, we would surely be captured again within a quarter of an hour and sent to Yan Honglou.
He really didn't want to stay in that place anymore.
What's more, his enemies are still at large!
His gaze fell on Ning Qing again.
If we can get help from him, how can we not avenge our great grudge?
Thinking of this, Jialan parted his lips slightly and called out softly.
"grown ups".
Ning Qing wanted to smile slightly, but in the end she had to give up.
The stinging sensation on my tongue was real.
My wife really bit down hard this time.
"Um".
Jialan deliberately softened his voice, but there was an added seductive quality to it.
"Since you don't want the royal physician to examine you, I'd rather take you back to rest."
Ning Qing's eyes flickered, and she nodded.
Bedrooms are the most ambiguous places, and she likes them.
Jialan came over and supported Ning Qing's arm.
"Then let's go, sir."
Ning Qing let him help her toward the courtyard gate.
The system, witnessing this scene in space, was utterly speechless.
Unable to hold back, I asked: "Host, isn't it your tongue that's injured?"
How can the protected target support you?
Ning Qing: Little cat! You, a single cat, would never understand the fun that young lovers have!
Even if he wanted to carry me back, I would be more than happy to do so.
system……
Silently, I retorted in my mind: You have a boyfriend, so what?
They're constantly showing off their love here!
Ning Qing glanced at Jia Lan beside her.
Put your arm on his shoulder and shift one-third of your weight onto him.
He took a deep sniff at the back of his neck.
A delicate fragrance instantly wafted into my nostrils.
Ning Qing leaned close to his ear and whispered something.
"My lady, you smell so good. What kind of incense are you using?"
Hot breath sprayed on my ears.
Garan turned his head away uncomfortably.
"Sir, please don't get so close. You shouldn't do this in broad daylight."
Ning Qing raised an eyebrow, a playful look on her face.
"Oh, I understand. I'll be intimate with my wife when it's dark and the night is clear."
Jialan glanced at Ning Qing helplessly.
"grown ups".
Ning Qing looked completely innocent.
"My wife is so alluring that I can't help but blurt out what's on my mind."
A complex emotion flashed in Jialan's eyes, and she pursed her lips, remaining silent.
A delicate shout came from not far away.
"What are you doing?"
Ning Qing frowned slightly.
Wasn't Xiaotong supposed to watch over her? How did she run out again?
Lin Zilan ran over and opened her arms to block the two of them.
His face was full of displeasure, and his eyes glared at the two people.
"What are you two doing in broad daylight?"
Jialan turned his gaze to Ning Qing, wanting to see what this person would do.
He had already inquired about the woman in front of him.
She was his junior sister, and she had always lived in the mansion.
This man was extremely obedient to her.
An unmarried man and an unmarried woman lived together in a mansion.
No matter how you look at it, there's something between these two...
Garan suddenly felt a little irritated and didn't want to continue making wild guesses.
Ning Qing saw Jialan looking at her.
He shrugged and asked a question in return.
"What could we possibly do in broad daylight?"
Lin Zilan stared wide-eyed.
"Why are you standing so close? You're practically touching."