Chapter 177 Zhong Qi's Life
At this moment, Qing Yi gave the person in front of him his utmost tenderness and patience. Where was the slightest trace of mania and gloom? His heart was filled with joy, and he didn't want to take his eyes off Ye Qingyu for a moment. The treasure in his hand was lost and then found again, and he loved it even more, and they were inseparable.
Encouraged by the drug, Ye Qingyu's usual cool and reserved demeanor was thrown out the window, and he became extremely proactive. He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes, usually as cool as a spring, were now filled with blazing attachment, as if a raging fire was burning in them.
He gently put his arms around Qing Yi's neck, his fingers unconsciously stroking the back of Qing Yi's neck. The delicate touch was as if carefully depicting the unique outline that belonged only to Qing Yi, and he felt every inch of the undulations of his skin.
Ye Qingyu gently exerted force, closing the distance between them and Qingyi. Their bodies became increasingly close, as if merging into one. Then, she gently opened her lips, covering Qingyi's warm lips, and slowly inserted her tongue, entwining and chasing Qingyi's tongue.
Qing Yi was ignited by this sudden love and responded quickly and passionately. He wanted to take back the initiative in this sweet game. Their kiss became more and more intense, as if they wanted to devour each other's souls.
"Help me..." Ye Qingyu panted slightly, his voice a little hoarse and with an irrepressible desire. He pulled Qingyi's hand towards him, his eyes full of love.
Qing Yi looked at the undisguised desire in the eyes of the person before him, and his heart fluttered. He followed the guiding hands and slowly caressed the seductive body. Wherever his fingers touched, it was as if clusters of small flames were ignited.
Finally, Ye Qingyu let out a long sigh, his tense body gradually relaxing as the unbearable itching sensation seemed to be slowly fading. But the large hand didn't leave him; instead, it seemed to have inadvertently ignited a new flame.
Before Ye Qingyu could fully come to his senses, Qing Yi, like a completely awakened beast, began an attack led by him.
His hands touched the smooth body that was as white as jade and had beautiful lines with irresistible power. His fingertips slowly moved along Ye Qingyu's skin, feeling the delicate touch and strong heartbeat.
"Xiao Ye, you are mine..." His low and hoarse voice sounded in Ye Qingyu's ears, with endless affection.
Qing Yi couldn't hold back any longer, as if he had to declare his complete possession of Xiao Ye. At this moment, he became overbearing and focused, not allowing Ye Qingyu even a moment of escape. With fervent love and uncontrollable desire for the one he loved, he seemed to pour all his emotions into this moment.
Ye Qingyu's brows furrowed slightly, and he let out a low moan, a sound that contained both pain and unconcealable pleasure. He opened his hazy eyes slightly and looked at the person riding on his body, his eyes showing both dependence and a hint of confusion.
After an unknown amount of time, Qing Yi gradually slowed down and finally stopped. He gently leaned over Ye Qingyu, breathing heavily, his heart pounding, sweat dripping down his cheeks and onto Ye Qingyu's body.
The two of them maintained an intimate posture, quietly feeling each other's heartbeats.
"Oh, that's great, Xiaoye, let's do it again?" Qing Yi sighed with satisfaction, with a hint of laziness and anticipation in his voice.
However, this time, Ye Qingyu did not take the initiative to approach Qingyi as before. Instead, he was a little distracted, his eyes drifting into the distance, and it was unknown what he was thinking. His face gradually returned to its usual calmness, as if the passion just now was just a dream.
"Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye?" Qing Yi couldn't help but call out, wondering what happened to Xiao Ye. Was it because he was too violent just now and made him uncomfortable?
"Get up." Ye Qingyu came back to his senses, gently pushed Qingyi, and his voice returned to its usual coldness.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Xiaoye?" Qingyi looked at Xiaoye and found that Xiaoye had returned to her usual state. She exuded a calm and otherworldly aura, cold and inviolable. He understood that the effect of Xiaoye's medicine had worn off.
"What's wrong with me today?" Ye Qingyu sat up, frowning slightly, as if he was dominated by an irresistible desire.
"Um...ah...um, Xiaoye..." Qingyi was at a loss for words. How should he explain this to Xiaoye? He was a little overwhelmed.
Now thinking back, it seems that I caused quite a disturbance in the Northwest Prince's Palace, injured many people in the Northwest Prince's Palace, and even had a life-and-death fight with the Northwest Prince.
"Was it because I was drugged?" Ye Qingyu did not forget, but he could not control his desire. However, he did not remember much because Qing Yi knocked him unconscious, and when he woke up, he was already here.
This was Li Qingting's strength. The elixir he meticulously crafted was far from the crude, straightforward aphrodisiacs that simply confuse the mind. This drug primarily stimulated a person's innermost instinctive desires. Even if they regained consciousness afterward, the victim couldn't use "drunkenness" as an excuse and could only endure the embarrassment and suffering of the aftermath of the ravages of desire.
"Hmm." Qing Yi lowered his head slightly and remained silent for a moment, as if considering how to speak. Then, he slowly said, "This is the medicine your father asked Li Qingting for. It's called 'Love'. He originally wanted you and Ruyi..."
"Ruyi?" Ye Qingyu's body shook slightly, and a flash of lightning seemed to pass through his mind, and some vague fragments came like a tide.
He seemed to see Ruyi's graceful figure, her delicate body emitting charming fragrance, and Qingyi's face that was almost distorted with anger... But what happened afterwards?
When he regained consciousness, he was in this place, and Qing Yi was still resolutely saying those words that hurt his heart, and he wanted to leave angrily...
"..." Qing Yi fell silent again, his eyes evasive. He vaguely remembered that, driven by anger, he had forcefully shaken off Ruyi as she lunged at him. The force, simmering with rage, sent Ruyi stumbling, her head slamming against the corner of the table. Whether she was dead or alive, Qing Yi didn't care.
"..." The two were silent.
After a long while, Ye Qingyu stirred and slowly stood up. Seeing this, Qingyi also hurriedly sat up. He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't dare to speak.
He knew in his heart that Xiao Ye didn't know that he had fought with the King of the Northwest and had turned the Northwest Palace upside down. At this moment, he really didn't know how to explain all this to Xiao Ye.
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