Wu Chenxi asked Ning Qing with a wronged expression, "Then can you come to the palace to be with me?"
Ning Qing replied, "Sure! As long as you're not afraid of what others will say."
Wu Chenxi tightened his grip on Ning Qing, making her feel a little uncomfortable. Ning Qing patted his hand and said, "Be gentle."
Wu Chenxi quickly let go of Ning Qing's hand, turned her around, and kissed her.
He poured all the longing he had felt over the past few days into this domineering yet tender kiss.
Whenever he was extremely tired, he would think of him in the Prince's Mansion, and his wife.
Whenever I see only one set of chopsticks and a bowl on the table while eating, I think of that handsome face.
Every time night falls, the cold bed is devoid of the shadow of my beloved, and I always think of the nights we spent together.
Only after leaving him did I taste the flavor of longing, a bittersweet flavor that was addictive, making one unable to resist indulging in it and unable to stop.
After the kiss, both of them were somewhat out of control, gazing at each other with hazy eyes, their longing so obvious.
The collision of dry wood and raging fire is imminent.
Wu Chenxi lay on the soft couch, watching Ning Qing take out a familiar red silk from her bosom. Her delicate and beautiful Adam's apple bobbed, and she silently swallowed, moistening her dry throat, before timidly asking, "Can we not tie it up this time?"
"I...I want to see what you look like."
He silently added in his heart, something he dared not say aloud: "Seeing you so moved by me must be incredibly charming."
Ning Qing refused without hesitation and quickly went through the steps.
Looking down at the person on the couch, the jade crown that bound their hair had long since fallen to the ground. Three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down the couch like a waterfall. A red silk ribbon ran across their beautiful, fair face, obscuring their bright, shining eyes.
His fair, slender hands were tightly bound by red silk. This damned visual shock struck the hidden part of his heart, and instantly, a certain fire shot up to the top of his head, becoming uncontrollable.
As night fell and everyone in the house finally rested, Ning Qing got up, tidied herself up, and then turned to untie the person on the bed.
The red silk was untied and pulled away, revealing a pair of reddened eyes, misty and somewhat pitiful.
Ning Qing cursed inwardly: "Demon."
If it weren't for the fact that the timing and location weren't wrong, Ning Qingzhen wouldn't have been willing to let this go so easily.
Ning Qing leaned down and whispered in his ear, "If you seduce me again, you won't be leaving this room tonight."
Wu Chenxi's cheeks flushed red, and she glared angrily at Ning Qing before quickly getting up and dressing with her back to Ning Qing.
Ning Qing crossed her arms, admiring her handsome man's clothes with unwavering eyes. She parted her red lips slightly and teased, "The scenery behind us is even more beautiful."
His gaze swept over her slender waist, then downwards, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Quite perky!"
Wu Chenxi's hands froze slightly as she dressed, then she quickened her pace. There was no way around it; the gaze of the person behind her felt almost tangible, making her uneasy.
Dressed neatly, Wu Chenxi glanced back at Ning Qing with annoyance before striding towards the door.
Ning Qing watched the departing figure and sighed, "My wife is truly heartless. She forgets her husband as soon as she gets out of bed."
Upon hearing the voice, Wu Chenxi stopped in her tracks, turned around with a smile, reached out her hand to Ning Qing, and said, "Husband, come here."
Ningqing...
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When Ning Qing walked to Wu Chenxi's side, Wu Chenxi took her hand and placed a light kiss on Ning Qing's forehead.
"Wait for me to come back."
Ningqing...
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