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Listening to Nan Qing's incessant complaints, Qin Mobei finally calmed down his desires and took the wet little feet in his palm to play with them.
"Then let's rest for a while, have some food, and continue later..."
Nan Qing trembled upon hearing this, suddenly recalling how he wouldn't leave her side even during meals when they were newlyweds, and quickly said:
"There aren't any palace maids or servants anymore, so we have to eat out. How about I take you to eat my favorite hot pot?"
"I'll also buy you some clothes from this era; your old dragon robes aren't suitable for wearing here anymore."
Qin Mobei was simply unfamiliar with this world, but he wasn't stupid. How could he not understand her intention to refuse? He looked down at her flat stomach, reached out and pulled her into his arms, pressing her close to his hot body.
I miss you so much.
He missed her terribly, so much so that he was almost going crazy.
Although his memory is still fixed on the moment she closed her eyes and he followed her in death.
But whenever he thought of the image of her stopping breathing, or of her appearing before him with a different face after thousands of years, he felt a desolation in his heart.
Only when he was pressed close to her like this, feeling her warmth and smelling her sweet fragrance, did he feel a sense of reality.
All the emotions and joy are simply because she is herself.
Whether it was the Eastern Lin Dynasty a thousand years ago or the present day, what he pursued and desired was always just her.
His voice was faint and hoarse, still carrying a lingering trace of desire.
But Nanqing could also sense the vulnerability in those words.
Unlike before, in Qin Mobei's previous life, even though the two of them spent a lifetime together, he had never left a trace in her heart. To her at that time, he was still just an insignificant mortal who was not worth her attention.
She didn't know when it started, but this clingy man left a mark on her heart.
At first it was shallow, like a gentle breeze, fleeting in an instant.
But later, the marks grew deeper and deeper...
However, even now, she still can't tell whether her feelings for him are love, liking, or just habit.
But whatever it was, at this moment, listening to his suppressed voice and feeling his cold body temperature, she truly felt a pang of heartache.
She reached out and hugged him back, whispering:
"Qin Mobei, we've had another lifetime together, aren't you happy?"
She remembered that after the end of the first small world, she had told Xiao Ba that she had done her best to promise him a lifetime, and that the karma between them had been resolved.
Unexpectedly, he caught up with her, and in this life, Qin Mobei even woke up from the tomb and found her. Isn't this also a case of "Qin Mobei's" obsession finally being fulfilled?
"Um."
"I didn't expect that old monk to actually have some skills."
"Hmm? An old monk? Which old monk?"
Qin Mobei pinched her delicate face and said, "It's nothing. Are you hungry? Or are you planning to continue playing with me on this couch?"
Sensing danger, Nan Qing instantly perked up. She pushed the person away, grabbed a thin blanket to wrap herself, and turned to run towards the bathroom. Qin Mobei, watching her still agile and nimble steps without any sign of fatigue, curled his lips.
His empress was still so compatible with him.
He remained stubborn as always, clearly implying that he hadn't satisfied her yet.
Qin Mobei then got up from the messy bed, his muscular body naked, and walked towards the bathroom, but when he got to the door, he found that he couldn't open it no matter what he did.
"Qingqing, you've locked the door. How am I supposed to take a bath?"
"Open the door quickly, I won't bother you anymore."
Nan Qing, who was standing under the shower, rolled her eyes. Ha, this sentence was first said by this bastard, and then it was inherited by the other "him"s one by one.
"Wait a moment, I'll be right there. You can tidy up the room first."
Outside the door, Qin Mobei listened to Nan Qing's voice with amusement in his eyes. He really didn't intend to bother her anymore, so why wouldn't she believe him...?
Nanqing didn't have any men's clothes, so he could only put the black dragon robe back on and then take a simple jade crown from the shop to tie his hair up.
Nan Qing changed into a white satin cheongsam, but the sleeveless design revealed the freckles on her fair arms. Reluctantly, she added a thin veil over it, which, through the sheer fabric, accentuated her slender waist and graceful curves. Surprisingly, it made her even more alluring than if she had worn the cheongsam alone.
Previously, because of her sweet appearance, "Nanqing" had many pink and cute clothes in her wardrobe. This cheongsam was taken out of the world by her and was one of her favorite cheongsams.
She pulled her long hair up, revealing her slender neck. The high collar of her cheongsam perfectly covered the spots on her neck, except for the marks behind her ears, which no amount of clothing could hide. And it was the middle of summer, so she had no intention of wrapping herself up like a dumpling.
While holding a powder compact, Nan Qing covered up the marks behind her ears, on her legs, and on her arms, and then glared at Qin Mobei, who was sitting upright waiting for her to get dressed.
"Qin Mobei, don't leave so many marks next time! Look, you've ruined my clothes!"
Unlike her annoyance, Qin Mobei felt a surge of irritation as he looked at the form-fitting cheongsam she was wearing.
This dress, worn by Qingqing, is indeed extremely beautiful; if they were actually in bed...
As he pondered, he frowned again. Was his beloved going out to dine in this dress?
As Qin Mobei listened to Nan Qing's rambling, he pursed his lips tightly. The thought of asking her to change her clothes arose in his mind, but he knew that Qingqing loved beauty and didn't like him to interfere too much in this place. If he spoke up now, he would surely annoy her.
But if he doesn't say it... the Empress is his, so why should others see this beautiful sight!
Nan Qing covered up all the visible marks on her body, put on a pair of pretty high heels, carried a sparkly little bag, stood in front of Qin Mobei, and twirled around.
"Qin Mobei, is it good-looking?"
Qin Mobei's eyes were glued to that slender waist, his Adam's apple bobbing as he suppressed the urge to pound in his chest.
"Very good."
Thinking that he would have to climb into the bridal chamber that night, he decided it was best not to speak. He stood up, forcefully pulled the person into his arms, and placed his large hands on the concave curves of the waist, holding them tightly.
"The Empress is so beautiful, but I'm a little jealous. What do you suggest we do?"
He leaned in so close, his entire face almost touching Nan Qing's, and his usually cold face clearly showed the words "needs to be coaxed"...
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