Song Wuxia wrapped one arm around her waist and said in a sigh, "I like it when you're lying on top of me."
Feng Guang lay quietly, never objecting to intimate contact between lovers. After lying there for a while, she got bored, so she playfully ran one hand across his smooth chest, down to his private area. Song Wuxia was startled, because no matter how intimate they were before, he would always be careful not to let Feng Guang touch that spot, as the scars there were too ugly.
Feng Guang's hand began to gently and meticulously rub against her skin. She noticed that he was responding, but she also wondered, "Song Wuxia...do you feel comfortable?"
Song Wuxia's lips trembled slightly. He held her tighter and uttered only two words, "Comfortable."
Physically, the pleasure he derives is limited; more of the satisfaction comes from the fact that it is her.
“I often think… it’s very unfair if only I am happy.” Feng Guang looked up again and asked, “Do you think you like me because of this, and that’s why you did this?”
"No……"
"Yeah, you don't like it either." Feng Guang buried her head in his neck, taking a deep breath of his pleasant scent. "So, you won't do those things for me anymore, okay?"
After a second of silence, he replied, "Okay."
She smiled with satisfaction, withdrew her hand, placed her hands on his chest to prop herself up, and said with a sly grin, "But today I want to try something I've never done for you before..."
By the time Song Wuxia realized what she was talking about, she had already shrunk her body into a shrimp-like shape and buried her head between his legs.
Song Wuxia's gentle and refined expression instantly gained an indescribable, yet alluring and captivating charm.
He suddenly realized that his woman was truly beyond his comprehension...
Just in time for lunch, Feng Guang finally returned to the tent. At her insistence, Song Wuxia could only appear in everyone's sight a few minutes later. Song Wuxia didn't understand the point of her burying her head in the sand, but he was always a generous man and would definitely satisfy his woman's request, of course, on the premise that the request was within a reasonable range.
He watched from afar as Fengguang walked into her tent. Just looking at her back made him incredibly happy. It was at that moment that the Imperial Advisor of the Dynasty walked over.
Xuanhu said, "You've already made up your mind."
Song Wuxia's smile faded. "You should have known from the day I brought Baili Mo to see you."
"It's because of the Crown Princess. For many years, you've been planning to accept your fate, but now you're planning to rebel."
"She is my glory, not some crown princess." Song Wuxia narrowed her eyes and said slowly and coldly, "Grand Preceptor, you should be very clear about the consequences of what happened today. If you don't want the people to suffer, Baili Min must die here today."
"His Majesty is, after all, yours..."
"I don't need the identity you're talking about at all." Song Wuxia smiled, her smile incredibly alluring. "And after it's all done, you can rest assured, I will leave the palace in glory. The Baili family's empire will still belong to the Baili family; I won't touch a single piece of it."
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