Chen An ruthlessly took Ning Xian'er's hand away and said in a cold voice: "Forget it, you ignored me when I spoke to you, and you probably wouldn't let me touch you if I wanted to. Why should I stay if I don't leave?"
"That's not the case. I didn't."
Ning Xianer was a little anxious, really afraid that Chen An would leave like this.
Chen An remained indifferent, and even imitated Wen Zhiyun's usual unreasonable tone, questioning his soul word by word: "If it's not like this, then what is it?"
"I, I'm just a little willful..."
Ning Xianer felt very aggrieved. This time she really compromised and didn't dare to act like a spoiled child with Chen An anymore.
Chen An's expression eased a little, and he sat back on the bed and said, "So what do you want to do by calling me here?"
"Give birth to a child."
Ning Xianer's pretty face flushed, and she spoke in a mosquito-like voice, suppressing her shame.
This was the most shameful thing she had ever said in her life.
The previous voice transmission does not count.
Because that was not said to his face, and I was extremely emotional and not calm at the time.
But now, she was extremely calm, compromising and obeying from the bottom of her heart.
Chen An continued to promote the character of the arrogant concubine Wen Zhiyun, and said unyieldingly:
"What kind of child?"
"Who will you give birth to the child for?"
"Lady Saint, I don't quite understand."
Every word Chen An said hurt Ning Xianer's shame.
Ning Xianer's pretty face turned red, and her shame had almost reached its limit.
The words I wanted to say were right on the tip of my tongue, but I just couldn't utter them.
The word "give birth" just now has exhausted all her courage.
Chen Anjing waited for a few seconds.
Seeing that Ning Xian'er still didn't say anything, he stood up and left decisively. He didn't indulge her at all and was determined to force her to take the initiative.
Ning Xian'er became anxious upon seeing this, and quickly grabbed his hand to stop him from leaving. She lowered her head unwillingly, closed her beautiful eyes, gritted her teeth and said shamefully:
“No, don’t go!”
"Would you please not leave?"
"Chen An, I want to have your child. I want to have a child for you!"
Every word of these words was eroding her sense of shame.
Chen An was very satisfied with what he heard and sat back on the bed.
He extended his index finger to Ning Xian'er's chin, lifted up her delicate and flawless pure face, looked at her and asked, "You are not my wife or concubine, why are you giving birth to a child for me?"
"I am willing to be your wife and bear you children..."
Ning Xian'er kept her eyes closed the whole time. The growing shame in her heart made it impossible for her to open her eyes.
Chen An stroked her face and said:
"But Saint, I already have a wife. Her name is Song Huaying. She gave birth to a lovely daughter named Chen Yuejian. I love them both very much."
"Then marry another one..."
"How can I marry her? I can only have one wife. Do you want me to divorce her and marry you?"
“…”
Ning Xian'er was silent for a moment after hearing this, then hesitated for a moment, and finally threw away all her dignity and shame, and said in an inaudible voice: "I am willing to be your concubine..."
The moment she said this, she felt that she had lost all face and would never be able to raise her head in front of Chen An again.
She recalled the scene she saw in the photo stone that day. Xiao Qingyue was extremely humble in front of Chen An. She did whatever Chen An asked her to do, without any dignity at all.
It was hard for her to imagine how humble she would become after becoming Chen An's concubine.
She didn't want to be Chen An's concubine.
However, she didn't want to watch Xiao Qingyue and Chen An show their affection from an outsider's perspective. She would feel that something that belonged to her was taken away by Xiao Qingyue, and she would feel at a great loss.
The more he thought about it, the more he lost, and the more he lost, the more he thought about it, so much so that now he has compromised and allowed Chen An to control him.
Seeing that the Saint Lady had said so much, Chen An did not ask any further questions. Instead, he put his hands on her shoulders, pushed her down on the bed, and skillfully pressed her under him.
At this moment, Ning Xianer could clearly hear her own heartbeat.
Faster and faster.
Getting heavier.
At the same time, her fair face was tinged with a hint of red, and she felt as if there was a trace of heat coming out of it. Her whole body had softened, and she became like a cabbage waiting to be lifted.
Looking at the Saint Lady who was so shy under him, Chen An couldn't bear it anymore. He immediately pressed her down with his fingers interlocked and lowered his head to kiss her non-stop.
Ning Xian'er was a little uncomfortable at first. She was so nervous that her jade feet tightened and curled up, with her round toes bent and pressed tightly together, making her look even more petite and charming.
But after a few kisses, she became less nervous and gradually became more interested.
He began to respond to Chen An consciously, but his movements were awkward.
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost right, Chen An put his hand on Ning Xianer's waist and pulled out the belt of her skirt, wanting to break through the last level of relationship with her.
But as soon as the skirt was pulled out, Ning Xianer grabbed his hand and stopped him from going any further.
"What's wrong?"
Chen An frowned slightly, feeling unhappy that his actions were stopped.
Ning Xian'er shyly opened her beautiful eyes, which were full of spring water, and said in a weak voice: "Chen An, I'm very nervous now. Can you give me a full body massage to relax me first..."
"What if you don't acknowledge the massage?"
"No."
"Women's words are lies. I don't believe you."
"Please..."
Ning Xianer's voice was soft and tender, and sounded very pitiful.
Chen An felt his heart melt, and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her, then smiled and said: "Then I will trust the Saint Lady once and give you a full body massage first."
"Stop calling me Saint Lady..."
"What's that called?"
"Call me Xian'er..."
Ning Xianer's voice had a hint of coquettishness from a little woman, like a daughter at home, making Chen An unable to refuse.
Chen An patted Ning Xian'er gently and said, "Good Xian'er, get up and take off your clothes so that the clothes won't affect your experience. Then lie down on the bed obediently and I will give you a full body massage."
"Hmm~"
Ning Xian'er responded in an inaudible voice, then quickly sat up, took off her clothes, and lay naked on the bed as Chen An said.
Chen An did not just watch, he immediately started to massage her.
Starting from the soles of her feet, she pressed upwards all the way to her temples, completely relaxing her body and mind.
"Are you relaxed?"
Chen An took his hand away from Ning Xianer's temple and asked in a gentle voice.
Ning Xian'er held the embroidered pillow in both hands, buried her blushing face in it, and said in a weak voice: "Well, I'm relaxed."
"Then turn over and give me your most precious thing."
Chen An said this calmly and naturally.
Ning Xian'er prepared herself mentally, then covered her red face with her hands and turned her graceful body over, allowing the experienced Chen An in front of her to pick her up.
In a blink of an eye.
The time came to the next morning.
Chen An hugged Ning Xian'er, who still had some tear marks on her face, in his arms with a look of satisfaction, and his eyes fell on the several prompt messages in front of him.
[Formation Experience +1] x29 [Name: Chen An]
[Array Technique: Level 2 Advanced 29%]
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[Name: Ning Xianer]
[Cultivation: Nascent Soul Level 6]
[Attributes: Pure and elegant, dare to love and hate]
[Emotion: 0 stars (not yet rated)]
"I didn't expect that this Saint Lady's specialty would be formation."
Chen An looked at the prompt message in front of him and couldn't help feeling surprised.
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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!
(End of this chapter)