Dark Night Tower stopped blocking the news, and the next day, Rong Qi learned about Feng Qinghuang's whereabouts.
Rong Qiyue met Feng Qinghuang at Dark Night Tower this morning. He arrived at the private room early, and the servant Lian brought several plates of pastries and a pot of wine.
When Feng Qinghuang arrived at the private room, Rong Qi was pouring wine. He was stunned when he saw the young girl come in.
He hadn't expected the little girl who saved him to be so young. She looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, petite, but with a chubby, adorable face.
Although she hasn't fully matured yet, her delicate features and fair, radiant skin make her look like a fairy.
Feng Qinghuang was satisfied when she saw Rong Qi's appearance.
Feng Qinghuang rested her chin on her hand, blinked, and asked, "Brother, you invited me here, so why aren't you saying anything?"
Rong Qi came to his senses: "Cough cough, I didn't expect that the one who saved me was such a young girl."
Feng Qinghuang continued to stare at him: "I'm not young anymore, I'm 14 years old this year, and I can start discussing marriage in two years."
"Besides, being young doesn't mean you can't do anything, right, brother?"
Feng Qinghuang's soft, sweet voice was like a feather, gently caressing Rong Qi's heart.
He didn't know how he felt at that moment.
But when he heard the first part of her sentence—that they could discuss marriage in two years—his heart clenched. He didn't want her to get married, what should he do?
He wanted to take the young girl in front of him home and raise her.
Rong Qi: "Little girl, what's your name? I can't just keep calling you 'little girl,' can I?"
Feng Qinghuang smiled faintly: "Brother, why do you want to know my name? Do you intend to offer yourself to me?"
Feng Qinghuang deliberately teased him, wanting to see him blush.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Rong Qi's face turned bright red.
However, Rong Qi is a boy, how could he let a little girl tease him?
Rong Qi stared at the little girl in front of him: "What if I said yes?"
Feng Qinghuang was stunned: "What?"
Rong Qi smiled and said, "If I asked you for your name in order to repay you with my body, would you agree?"
Feng Qinghuang couldn't be outdone: "Brother, I'm still young. I'm only fourteen."
Rong Qi: "No rush, we can wait in case I run away."
Feng Qinghuang thought this child was quite sensible.
Knowing that she coveted his good looks, was this a compromise?
Wait a minute, wasn't I the one flirting with him? How did things turn out the other way around?
"Then brother, what will you offer to marry me?"
Rong Qi looked at her earnestly: "I can give you anything you want. Even my life."
Seeing that Rong Qi was getting more and more serious, Feng Qinghuang felt that she couldn't let this continue. She was being bewitched. Rong Qi was really a devil.
She has to unleash her ultimate move.
Feng Qinghuang suddenly leaned forward, her head suddenly appearing in front of Rong Qi.
It felt as if even her breath could touch Rong Qi's face, and Rong Qi blushed again, but she didn't back away.
Feng Qinghuang was very satisfied with Rong Qi's expression: "Then... how about we collect some interest first and get it stamped?"
When Rong Qi heard that it involved collecting interest and getting a stamp, he assumed it meant signing some kind of document, so he reached for the paper next to him.
I was suddenly startled by the sweet taste on my lips.
If what Feng Qinghuang said about collecting interest and getting a stamp is like kissing in advance, then he can do it.
He also liked her scent. Just as Rong Qi was about to deepen the kiss, Feng Qinghuang stepped back.
Feng Qinghuang: "Hmm, it tastes pretty good, I like it. After I stamp it, you're mine, so you can't be fickle, you hear me?"
Rong Qi nodded mechanically.
"My name is Feng Qinghuang. You can call me Huang'er or Qinghuang. As for whether or not we will get engaged, we'll have to see how you perform in the future."
Rong Qi heard her making little noises, still savoring the kiss from just now.
Rong Qi stood up, came to Feng Qinghuang's side, sat down, pulled Feng Qinghuang into his arms, and greedily inhaled her sweet scent.
After a while, Rong Qi asked in a deep voice, "Are you a princess from the Feng Wang family? Qingyun's younger sister?"
Feng Qinghuang nodded in Rong Qi's arms: "You know my brother?"
She had to admit, Rong Qi's embrace was incredibly comfortable; she wanted to stay in it forever.
Rong Qi tapped her nose: "Of course I know her. Don't you know that the two royal palaces and the imperial palace are inextricably linked in this capital city?"
"Oh, but I just got back, so I don't know."
Rong Qi had long heard of the princess of the Fengwang family, knowing that she had never been home since childhood, and that she was said to be cultivating with others.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be unaware of his friend's sister's face.
Rong Qi: "What do your family members call you? Do they all call you Huang'er?"
Feng Qinghuang nodded.
Rong Qi understood when he saw Feng Qinghuang nod.
Rong Qi tempted her: "Then I won't call you Huang'er. I want to call you a unique name that belongs only to the two of us, okay?"
Hearing Rong Qi's seductive voice, she was so eager to please that she'd be willing to pay him for anything. How could she possibly refuse?
Rong Qi thought for a moment, the petite and adorable little girl in his arms was indeed a spoiled brat, and her little face was so soft and cuddly.
Rong Qi: "Then how about I call you Jiaojiao? You're my Jiaojiao, and only I can call you that, okay?"
Rong Qi's voice was full of seduction, and Feng Qinghuang was so captivated that she could only look at him and nod mechanically.
Hearing Feng Qinghuang nod, and seeing the little girl's clear and bright eyes, Rong Qi could no longer hold back and lowered his head to kiss her.
Rong Qi savored the sweet taste on his lips, tracing the shape of the little one's lips with his tongue. He slowly pried open her pearly teeth, drawing in more sweetness.
Rong Qi only released the person in his arms when they started to have difficulty breathing and patted his chest.
Feng Qinghuang's face was flushed red at this moment, and she glared at him coquettishly: "Are you trying to suffocate me?"
Rong Qi smiled and said, "Silly girl, you need to breathe. You're so cute."
After saying that, he kissed her a few more times.
Feng Qinghuang was so embarrassed that she shrank into Rong Qi's arms like a boiled shrimp.
Just kidding. Including her previous life, she's in her thirties and has never even had a boyfriend. She's good with words, but in other aspects, she's still a blank slate.
The two talked and joked around in the room until it got dark, when Rong Qi took her home.
As they went to sleep that night, the two of them, separated, missed each other, feeling both sweet and excited. They didn't fall asleep until late into the night.
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