Quick Transmigration: Not Panicked Even When Transmigrated as a Man

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...

Chapter 350 The Little Rabbit Demon in the Demon Hunter's Arms (31)

Since receiving Ning Qing's verbal promise.

The little rabbit's smile didn't fade at all.

The whole rabbit radiated joy, inside and out.

She kept thinking: she could finally serve her master, well... although the place and method of service were a little embarrassing to talk about.

However, just thinking about how her owner would call her "husband" made the little rabbit incredibly happy.

Knowing that its master liked to eat meat, it secretly made a decision: it would catch more pheasants every day to feed its master.

You should cherish your own spouse.

Until night falls.

The little rabbit has finished washing up.

She stepped lightly and quickly into the bedroom, and when she looked up, she accurately caught a figure on the soft couch by the window.

A bright smile bloomed on her face as she lifted her leg and walked towards the figure.

Ning Qing, who was leaning against the soft couch by the window, took a sip of wine. Hearing footsteps, she looked up and saw the little rabbit.

A head of flowing white hair cascaded down her back, and under the moonlight, each strand seemed to shimmer with a faint silver light, like a dream.

She wore a loose white robe, revealing a section of her long, fair, and perfect neck—any more or less would make it too long, any less would make it too short.

Her fair and delicate skin glowed faintly in the moonlight; applying powder would make her too pale, and applying rouge would make her too red.

Everything was absolutely perfect!

The smile on his face revealed his immense joy and excitement.

His entire being radiated excitement and joy.

Ning Qing didn't know if it was the wine that intoxicated her or the person's beauty that dazzled her, but at this moment she felt that the person in front of her was as beautiful as a flawless jade spirit.

Moonlight condenses into skin, and flawless white jade forms bones, seemingly untouched by any dust of the mortal world.

Ning Qing was instantly captivated and mesmerized.

A pair of clear eyes stared intently at the figure that was getting closer and closer.

The little rabbit saw Ning Qing like this.

She smiled slightly, her large eyes sparkling with laughter.

He stood still, leaned down, and gently pressed his lips to Ning Qing's thin lips.

Realizing what was happening, Ning Qing pulled the person into her arms.

He lowered his head and kissed those exquisite peach-pink lips.

This kiss was tender and lingering like never before.

The two seemed to let the tenderness and affection in their hearts transform into a burning passion that assaulted their oral sensations.

This added a fiery intensity to the tender, lingering kiss, like the blazing sun.

The kiss ended.

Their eyes locked onto each other's faces, their gazes fixed on one another, as if everything in the world had vanished in that moment.

Only each other remains.

Ning Qing reached out her hands and gently cupped his perfect face, which seemed to be carved from white jade.

He dared not use even a little force, for fear of leaving a mark on that delicate, porcelain-like face and ruining its beauty.

Ning Qing slowly lowered her head and carefully placed a gentle kiss on his face.

The person in his arms seemed to be pouting slightly in dissatisfaction.

A pair of bright, large eyes stared straight at Ning Qing.

Her pink lips parted slightly as she uttered a sentence.

"Master, I want to kiss your lips."

Upon hearing this, Ning Qing smiled, her eyes also brimming with joy.

She leaned close to his ear and whispered something in his ear.

"Yes, as you wish."

As she spoke, she pressed her lips against those two exquisitely beautiful, petal-shaped lips.

A moment later, the little rabbit was no longer satisfied with just sticking things on and started to get restless.

Ning Qing's eyes darkened, but she still raised her hand to stop him.

Grab that restless hand.

He spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Are you sure?"