Chapter 151 It's getting dark

Upon returning to Qinglian Palace, Li Lianhua placed Xiaolianzi on the ground, grabbed Qing'er by the waist, and teleported back to the room. Before Qing'er could react, Li Lianhua had already pinned her against the door, gazing at her with affectionate eyes, her voice like that of a seductive fox spirit, "Qing'er~, I missed you."

Seeing his series of actions, Qing'er wanted to tease him, "Really? We've only been apart for half an hour." Upon hearing this, Li Lianhua pouted slightly, like a wronged child, "Half an hour is too long, I've been thinking about you every minute and every second." As he spoke, he gently stroked Qing'er's cheek, his thumb caressing the corner of her mouth.

Qing'er chuckled at his antics, and before she could even open her mouth, Li Lianhua leaned down and kissed her. The kiss was passionate and urgent, as if pouring out all the longing of the past half-hour. Qing'er responded to his kiss, and Li Lianhua, feeling her response, kissed her more and more intensely, their breathing becoming rapid. Li Lianhua scooped Qing'er up and carried her to the bed, gently placing her down. Then, as he leaned down, Qing'er suddenly reached out to stop him, saying, "It's broad daylight."

A barely perceptible smile flickered in Li Lianhua's eyes. He slowly raised his hand and gently waved it, as if the entire room was under his control. In an instant, the once bright room seemed to be shrouded in a thin black veil, the light rapidly dimming until it was completely plunged into darkness.

"Alright, it's getting dark." Li Lianhua's voice was deep and magnetic, as if it could resonate even in the darkness. Before he finished speaking, he leaned forward without hesitation, seemingly giving Qing'er no time to respond.

In this pitch-black space, only their figures were faintly visible, like the two brightest stars in the night sky. Li Lianhua's gaze pierced through the darkness and landed directly on Qing'er, a hint of smugness in his eyes as if to tell her that everything was under his control.

His lips curved slightly upward, revealing a faint smile, and then he gently kissed Qing'er's lips. The kiss was initially tender, like a spring breeze, soft and warm. But as time passed, Li Lianhua's kiss gradually became more passionate, his lips and tongue like a burning flame, quickly igniting the passion in Qing'er's heart.

Qing'er's breathing became rapid, and her hands unconsciously climbed up Li Lianhua's back, feeling the warmth of his body and the lines of his muscles. Her response was equally passionate; their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths mingling as if they wanted to devour each other.

"Mmm~ Flower," Qing'er murmured softly, a tender call that made Li Lianhua even more unable to control himself. His hand slowly slid down Qing'er's waist, his movements both cautious and full of desire. Qing'er felt her whole body go weak, her reason gradually dissipating in the intense love.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world consisted only of the two of them. Their heartbeats pounded like drums, rapid and powerful, as if celebrating the passionate flames of love that burned brightly between them, intoxicating them and leaving them unable to extricate themselves.

They were immersed in their love in the room. But then, Xiao Lianzi was suddenly abandoned by his father, who ran off with his mother. He was speechless. He knew this would happen. His father always used him and then abandoned him. He was used to it. But his father still loved him very much. His father had been taking care of him since birth. Except when his father was with his mother and didn't like him, his father would take him everywhere he went.

So he went outside to practice his swordsmanship on his own. His natal sword was made for him by his mother, and he named it Lingxiao. It can change size at his will, otherwise his small body would not be able to hold the sword properly.

Speaking of swords, we have to mention his father's natal sword, Shaoshi. His father said that Shaoshi sword was lost in a fight, and his mother found it later. His mother then reforged it, and his father used it as his natal sword. Now it has even given birth to a weapon spirit.

Little Lotus felt that his Lingxiao would eventually give birth to a spirit of him, yes! That's how confident he was.