Feng Guang blushed, feeling that if she looked away like that, she would seem too weak. So she widened her eyes and stared at him openly and honestly.
Song Wuxia smiled and mouthed a few words, "I'll take good care of you tonight."
Feng Guang's face turned bright red, as if it were about to steam. The man had already turned his head back. She looked at Baili Mo beside her and saw that he didn't seem to be acting strangely, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
She felt that sooner or later, Song Wuxia would scare her to the point of having a heart attack.
The hunting grounds were soon reached, and the guards began to set up camp. While Baili Mo was away, Song Wuxia approached Feng Guang. Feng Guang hurriedly looked around to see if anyone had noticed them, and then Song Wuxia pulled him by the hand and led him to a secluded spot, where they hid behind a tree.
Before she even understood what he wanted to do, he kissed her lips.
Feng Guang hurriedly pressed down on the hand that had already reached into his clothes, and said nervously, "Song Wuxia... someone will see this."
"The old emperor is busy talking to Baili Mo, no one will come over." As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled open her collar and placed a passionate kiss on her delicate collarbone.
Feng Guang held his head, which was buried in her chest, panting, but tried her best to keep her voice low as she said, "My father is still here."
"That old, blind prime minister?"
She gave a muffled groan, her shy brows furrowed with anger. "That's my father."
Perhaps fathers-in-law and sons-in-law are natural enemies. He would always complain in front of her that her father was an old, blind prime minister. She felt helpless but had no way to deal with it. After all, his words, "Your father betrothed you to the crown prince, isn't that just being old and blind?" shut her up.
"I'm enough to make the scenery beautiful..." He retaliated by increasing the force of his bite.
"Song Wuxia... be gentle..." Feng Guang's fingers ran through his dark hair, and she whispered a "it hurts."
Feng Guang's legs went weak, and he caught her around the waist, pulling her into his arms. Finally, his kisses began to flow downwards...
Feng Guang's clothes were half open, and the left side of her clothes had already slipped down to her forearm... When she realized what he was about to do, she squatted down, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.
A moment of confusion flashed in Song Wuxia's eyes. He gently stroked the back of her head and asked in puzzlement, "Don't you like the scenery?"
He had done such things for her before, and she understood what Song Wuxia meant. Even if Song Wuxia didn't say it, she knew it in her heart.
He was always afraid of not being able to satisfy her, so he tried his best to make up for it in other ways. He felt that he could not bring her true happiness and did not want to wrong her, so he wronged himself instead.
Even though Song Wuxia was willing to do things for her, Feng Guang could never say she liked him. Since she chose him, she had already chosen to accept everything about him. Intimacy between lovers is never about one person pleasing the other.
More than physical desire, what brings me the greatest pleasure is the connection between our souls.
If she truly likes someone, even a simple touch can bring her immense joy.
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