Feng Qingyun asked the question that had been on her mind.
"Has Xiao'er agreed to marry me? May I kiss you?"
Upon hearing this, Rong Xiao's face turned even redder, and she patted him with her little hands: "Who asks that directly? How am I supposed to answer?"
Feng Qingyun: "Hehe, then I'll be very close to you."
Rong Xiao stomped her foot in anger. "That bastard, why does he keep talking?"
Looking at her adorable appearance, Feng Qingyun couldn't resist cupping Rong Xiao's face in her hands and slowly moving closer.
Rong Xiao closed her eyes shyly.
Feng Qingyun smiled and kissed its long-awaited red lips.
Feng Qingyun adored the soft, yielding touch on her lips. She freed her hands, one supporting her waist as she pulled her closer, while the other pressed against the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
He never imagined that a girl's body could be so soft and her lips so sweet, making him unable to resist her charms.
Feng Qingyun deepened the kiss, and Rong Xiao felt her body growing weaker and weaker. She had no choice but to grab Feng Qingyun's arm for support. Then, she felt the air growing thinner and was forced to open her mouth to breathe. Feng Qingyun's tongue seized the opportunity to slip into Rong Xiao's mouth, playing with her own.
Much later, Rong Xiao's face turned bright red, her body dissolved into a puddle of water, and she collapsed into Feng Qingyun's arms.
Feng Qingyun's eyes were bloodshot, and her breathing was erratic. She used both hands to soothe Rong Xiao's breathing. After her breathing stabilized, she leaned on Rong Xiao's hand again.
Rong Xiao patted him: "You..."
That bastard almost suffocated her just now, and she's only just caught her breath before he starts again.
Feng Qingyun let him hit her as he pleased, and he fell in love with the feeling; it was simply wonderful. He wanted to collect some interest first; everything about the person in front of him was his—her soft body, her sweet lips.
I want to meld the person in front of me into my own body, and keep them by my side at all times.
After a long time, Rong Xiao felt her lips had gone numb before Feng Qingyun finally released her.
Feng Qingyun gently stroked Rong Xiaoyinhong's lips with the pad of her thumb, while simultaneously calming her own physical desires.
"Xiao'er, do you like it?"
Rong Xiao buried her face in his chest and ignored him.
"Hehehe, I absolutely love it."
Feng Qingyun's joyful laughter resonated through her chest.
Rong Xiao felt extremely happy at that moment.
This is the man she likes, and he likes her too. How wonderful.
Feng Qingyun: "Shall I go and beg the Emperor to grant us a marriage?"
Rong Xiao nodded: "However, the Kingdom of Tianzhu is coming to offer birthday greetings to Father Emperor soon. Father Emperor is very busy these days and may not agree."
"Mother, I'll go and sound out your mother's opinion tomorrow. If she agrees, I'll personally go and plead with the Emperor, okay?"
Rong Xiao nodded: "We'll go and plead with Father Emperor together later."
Feng Qinghuang hugged her and said, "Okay, let's go together."
The two were being all lovey-dovey in the courtyard, while Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qing were secretly watching them from outside the door.
The two girls had watched from beginning to end, and their faces were now flushed. They had experienced what the two people in the yard had just done, so they knew what it felt like.
Rong Qing tugged at Feng Qinghuang: "Sister Huang, let's go, it's all over."
Feng Qinghuang nodded: "My brother has finally come to his senses. I was really afraid he would do nothing."
Rong Qing tapped her head: "You little rascal."
Feng Qinghuang playfully stuck out her little tongue: "Hehehe. It seems that once my mother gets involved tomorrow, this matter will be almost settled. It would be best if it could be finalized, otherwise, unexpected things might still happen."
"Let's see what Mother says tomorrow."
Rong Qing shook her head: "You've arranged everything, what do you need your brother for?"
"Isn't my brother too dense? If I, as his sister, don't help, when will Sister Xiao be able to marry into the family!"
"And you, Sister Qing, if my cousin is also this dull-witted, come to me too, I'm sure I can help him."
Rong Qing waved her hand: "No need, no need, we're doing just fine."
Rong Qing thought of that man; he didn't need Huang Meimei's help at all, he was practically a natural. He had long since mastered those sweet words, leaving her speechless every time.
And every time they kissed, his boldness, his tenderness, the way he looked at her made her feel like he wanted to dismantle her and devour her.
And the sense of security he gave her was something she had never felt before.
When she's with him, she lets down her guard. She wants to see him all the time, to be by his side.
She realized she was falling for him.
But wasn't that person the same?
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