Time is the most insignificant thing to them.
She had fallen asleep in his arms. Fu Feng lowered his eyes to look at her peaceful sleeping face and couldn't help but kiss her cheek.
Growing up with her and loving her for a long time, he knew that she seemed cold, but in fact she was the softest in her heart. Others treated her sincerely, and she also returned their sincerity.
He pulled her into his arms, untied her hair, and kissed her forehead lovingly.
Fuxue subconsciously rubbed his face and shrank into his arms.
Fu Feng patted her back gently and closed his eyes with her.
When she woke up, Minghe was in the sky. Fufeng picked her up and sat her against the window sill.
A gentle breeze blew outside the hall, rolling up the snow-white Yunling gauze inside the hall. The tail of the gauze lightly swept the overlapping hems of the two people, making the night charming.
Seeing that her eyes were still confused as if she had just woken up, and she was lazily lying in his arms, Fu Feng raised his hand to cup her cheek, lowered his head, and met her eyes, "Axue."
Fuxue was too lazy to speak, she just raised her head slightly and looked at him.
Fu Feng smiled, put his hand on the back of her neck, pressed his lips against hers, and kissed and bit her softly.
The warm and numb feeling spread, the heart tip trembled, and each other's breath was filled.
Pulling away, he turned her around so that she was sitting facing him. He lifted her chin with his fingers and pressed her rosy lips lightly with his fingertips, "Open your mouth."
Her slender white fingers grasped the collar of his plain white shirt and she slightly opened her lips.
Fu Feng smiled and pushed open her lips, kissing her deeply, their breaths intertwined and growing hotter.
He put his arm around her wrist, gently caressing the skin on her wrist with his fingers, his fingertips sliding from her wrist to the palm of his hand.
Fuxue curled her fingers, squeezed her powerful fingers into her fingers, interlocked with hers, and pressed them into the cloud silk that was dancing and overlapping in the wind.
On the couch in front of the window, Fu Feng pushed her into the corner, bent his knees between her knees, and kissed her passionately.
During the passionate kiss, he suppressed her uncontrollable moan between his lips and teeth, his eyes burning with desire.
After a long moment, he pulled away and kissed her lightly on the lips, his warm kisses reaching the skin behind her ears.
"Hmm..." Her body trembled slightly, and a thin layer of pink had already appeared on her fair skin.
The kiss meandered from below, landing on her neck and collarbone...
With his fingertips entwined around the snow-white belt around her waist, Fu Feng looked up at her.
Her cheeks were filled with intoxicating beauty, her eyebrows were charming, her eyes were misty with moisture, her red lips were sparkling with water, her clothes were slightly disheveled, her black hair was scattered around her white neck, and the kiss marks were half-hidden, making him feel that her skin was as white as snow and her beauty was unparalleled.
"Axue." He couldn't help but call out softly.
Fuxue closed her eyes lightly, blinking away the mist in front of her eyes, "Yeah."
"I want to practice spiritual cultivation with you..." He took off her nightgown with a heavy breath, grasped her soft waist, bit her slender neck, and said with a heavy tone, "Practice spiritual cultivation with you."
Her breathing rose and fell because of him, and she replied in a state of confusion: "Okay."
"Axue is the best."
As divine power flowed, Fu Feng brought her into his sea of consciousness.
Outside the Divine Consciousness Hall, snow suddenly started to fly. Seeing the frost and snow, the strong wind suddenly became gentle, lingering and chasing.
Qinglan has been submitting to him since then.
In ecstasy, Fuxue couldn't help but call out his name: "Fufeng..."
"I'm here, Axue, call me husband."
"…Husband."
"Good lady, say you love me," he coaxed, leaning against her forehead.
"Love you."
He smiled and kissed her, the sun and the moon were reversed, their souls merged, and they were inseparable.
When the wind and snow stopped, Fu Feng carried her out of the sea of consciousness. When her soul returned to her place, he calmly adjusted her clothes and hair, then held her in his arms and raised his hand to summon the robes for her to put on.
He could do whatever he wanted with the floating snow.
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