Fu Sang grasped his hand and rubbed her cheek against it.
"Why did you take so long to arrive?"
Su Rongjin sat down beside her, reached out and pulled her into his arms, saying, "What? You miss me after just a few hours apart?"
Fu Sang let out a drunken hiccup and said, "I want to."
She stretched out her slender, fair fingers, touched his exceptionally handsome cheek, and then pulled them away.
Do you remember what I told you?
Su Rongjin wasn't angry, recalling the first time she was pinched on the cheek.
He was furious at the time; the dignified Demon Lord had his cheek pulled and was offended.
Now, having my face pulled by her hand again evokes a different feeling.
"I remember everything Master said, but I don't know which sentence Master was referring to specifically?"
Fu Sang had secretly drunk a little wine earlier and was slightly tipsy. His bright eyes were sparkling and revealed a seductive charm.
"Insubordination is forbidden."
Su Rongjin's thin, handsome lips curved slightly, and he said with deep eyes, "Disciple understands. Then Master will take over tonight."
He pulled her into the soft bed.
The flickering candlelight in the palace created an ambiguous and alluring atmosphere in the dim light.
Su Rongjin's handsome face wore a faint smile, and his deep, captivating phoenix eyes held a hint of allure.
"Master, let me help you change your clothes."
Hearing his sexy and alluring voice, Fu Sang felt weak all over and mumbled, "Okay."
Su Rongjin stretched out his slender hand and placed it on the belt around her waist, skillfully untying it.
Fu Sang was in a daze, feeling a tingling and itchy sensation.
Until the moment it was stretched open, a sharp pain came.
"Ugh~" Fu Sang bit her lip, her face flushed, swallowing a soft moan of pain.
Su Rongjin restrained herself, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, gently caressing them to ease her tension and help her relax.
"Just bear with it..." The husky voice was incredibly alluring.
Fu Sang's fair arms embraced his lean waist, her shimmering eyes narrowed as she responded to his tender kiss.
His gentle kisses were like soft, sweet pastries, carrying a delicate fragrance that captivated her.
Clothes were scattered haphazardly on the floor beside the bed, and the curtains had been drawn at some point, blocking out the light.
The scene on the huge bed was quite embarrassing.
At first, Su Rongjin was considerate of her health and took a slow approach, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.
But later on...
Fu Sang endured the physical pleasure, opened her eyes, and looked at him through the dim light.
Su Rongjin's devilishly beautiful face possessed a captivating charm, like the most alluring and seductive demon in the mountains.
He saw her gazing at him with dreamy eyes.
Su Rongjin leaned closer to her and asked in a hoarse voice, "Master... are you comfortable?"
Fu Sang's neck and cheeks were flushed a beautiful crimson, and she said in shame and indignation, "You're not allowed to call me Master..."
Su Rongjin exerted himself so forcefully that she couldn't even finish her sentence. She bit her slightly swollen lips and swallowed soft sobs.
"If I don't call you Master... then what should I call you?"
Su Rongjin embraced her soft, slender waist and turned her over. Fu Sang was so weak that she couldn't sit still and lay on top of him.
"Master, didn't you say that your disciple is not allowed to disobey your superior?"
He nibbled on her soft, white earlobe and chuckled, "What? Don't you want to be on top?"
"Bastard." Fu Sang bit his neck in extreme shame and anger, and said, "I'm tired."
Su Rongjin's eyes were full of doting affection as he kissed her, saying, "It'll be over soon..."
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Master, the world and your disciple belong to you.
—Su Rongjin
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