"You have such a strong grip." Xie Qingyao flapped her arms angrily.
What calm and restrained? Was she afraid that she was seeing a fake Marquis of Anguo?
He Zheng's dark eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and he let go of her hand.
Xie Qingyao said with some embarrassment: "I will command you now."
He Zheng narrowed his eyes and rubbed Xie Qingyao's cheek with his fingertips.
In response to her, he gently lifted Xie Qingyao's chin and then leaned over.
He lowered his head and kissed her, parting her pearly teeth.
Almost forcing her to kiss him.
A bit wild.
The air was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.
"Woo..."
Xie Qingyao twisted her body.
However, He Zheng grabbed her waist more firmly, and his tone was a bit overbearing, with an attitude that did not allow any objection.
"Except for this, I'll listen to Yaoyao on everything else."
Xie Qingyao was stunned for a moment.
Wait, she would rather he listen to her in this regard.
The next moment, there was the sound of a belt being untied, and the clothes on He Zheng's body fell down with a rustling sound, revealing his broad shoulders and narrow hips, which made him look very powerful.
The whole person is full of tension.
But his expression was cold and self-possessed, which seemed to be at odds with what he was about to do.
Xie Qingyao stared at it for a while, and her face turned red.
Okay, fine, the beauty trap is not a bad idea.
It is really hard to find someone as good-looking and strong as the Marquis.
For some unknown reason, Xie Qingyao's legs began to feel weak.
She reached out and hugged He Zheng. In this hug, she smelled the scent of cold pine on his body.
"Yaoyao, kiss me." He Zheng leaned close to her ear and said.
Xie Qingyao obediently covered He Zheng's lips and gave him a kiss.
Little did they know that this kiss would ignite a spark that could not be stopped.
Not only did He Zheng not listen to her tonight, he became even more aggressive.
He hugged and kissed her, and the kiss became more and more passionate and fiery, with a hint of losing control.
In a short while, Xie Qingyao could no longer bear it. Her long eyelashes trembled and her fingertips scratched his back.
“Hmm…”
“Enough, enough…”
"Woo woo woo."
"Don't you like it?" He Zheng kissed the corners of her red eyes.
Xie Qingyao's eyes were misty, she bit her lower lip and did not answer.
He Zheng gently supported the back of her neck with his palm, very gently.
Xie Qingyao was like a delicate and fragile crabapple flower, swaying and shaking.
She kicked him angrily, and He Zheng's big, bony hands suddenly grabbed her ankle.
Lift it up.
The power disparity between the two was so huge that Xie Qingyao couldn't break free at all.
I couldn't kick it.
I can't pull it out.
Xie Qingyao was furious.
She pressed her lips together and turned her face away, not wanting him to kiss her.
He Zheng's eyebrows curved, as if he was amused by her. He held Xie Qingyao's face and pressed his lips against her eyebrows.
He gently touched the tip of his nose and then covered her lips.
"Yaoyao, open your mouth."
"No……"
It was a bad idea.
Xie Qingyao just uttered a word of rebuttal, which gave him the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
It's probably because once you get a taste of it, you can't stop.
Xie Qingyao was so exhausted from the endless fighting that she couldn't sleep all night.
…
The next day at noon.
Xie Qingyao slumped in the chair, fiddling with the white porcelain spoon listlessly. Although she was a little hungry, she put down the spoon after taking only a few bites.
She stared at He Zheng. Why was he the only one who looked like nothing had happened?
Is she the only one who has weak waist and legs and feels like her whole body is falling apart?
Xie Qingyao looked listless, her voice a little hoarse: "We should be more restrained and not act recklessly anymore."
As she spoke, she tilted her body and rested her head on He Zheng's arm.
He Zheng held her face, looking very talkative at the moment, "Yeah."
Xie Qingyao fell asleep again in a daze.
After her breathing became even and she slept more soundly, He Zheng gently picked her up and carried her directly to the chaise longue in the study.
In this way, Xie Qingyao slept on the chaise longue, covered with a thin quilt, while He Zheng handled official business beside her.
It was getting late.
When Xie Qingyao woke up again, she looked up and found that she had changed her place.
"I, did I fall asleep again?"
He Zheng asked: "Are you still tired?"
Xie Qingyao: "Not tired."
She suddenly realized that He Zheng was carrying her to the study and asked her to accompany him to work.
Even though she was asleep, she was still here, the same thing.
Xie Qingyao chuckled lazily, "The Marquis is a bit clingy."
He Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and he touched her head.
He just didn't want her to be alone in the room when she woke up, as she might feel a little lonely.
"Yaoyao, are you hungry?"
“…A little.”
He Zheng served the meal.
After dinner, Xie Qingyao suddenly grabbed He Zheng's sleeve.
"My Lord, please take off your clothes so I can see them."
He Zheng: “…”
"Yaoyao said to exercise moderation."
Xie Qingyao was speechless for two seconds, then raised her chin and smiled, "What are you thinking about, Lord?"
"I'm not going to do anything, I just want to see if I've scratched the Marquis a lot."
She kissed, bit, and scratched last night...it was a bit wild.
"My Lord, are you still in pain now?"
Xie Qingyao reached for his belt.
He Zheng held down her restless hand, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
"Yaoyao is weak."
He Zheng leaned over and hugged her, and began to untie her clothes, "Let me see if Yaoyao's body is red from the friction."
Xie Qingyao:?
no.
etc!
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