Feng Guang blinked, "Really?"
"I won't lie to you."
"I believe you." She happily leaned in and kissed him again. Just as she was about to leave, he pressed her head down, preventing her from leaving, and instead deepened the kiss.
...
Feng Guang gradually felt short of breath. As he moved away briefly, she softly called his name, "Fang Yue..."
"I'm here." As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her lips again, beginning a new round of intertwining.
All reason, all rules and regulations, announced their farewell to him at this moment.
"Mmm..." Feng Guang's eyes widened, but with her lips covered by his, she could only make soft moans and no other sounds. It was this unconscious moan that excited the man even more.
Fang Yue rolled over and pressed down on her, finally releasing her slightly swollen and moist red lips. He gently bit her earlobe, his hands not stopping, and whispered, "Feng Guang, I like your voice."
His voice was filled with passion and desire, making it particularly captivating and mesmerizing, drawing the viewer's attention.
"Fang Yue...do you know...do you know...what are you doing right now..." She bit her lip to stop herself from making that shameful sound. His injuries hadn't fully healed, and she didn't dare to push him away rashly.
“I know…” His dark eyes cleared for a moment, and he kissed the corner of her eye. His next words were very serious. “After Feng Guang left when we first met, I went to the library. I know that what I want to do for Feng Guang now is no different from what those who practice dual cultivation do.”
So before he knew that she hadn't agreed to the Kunlun Sect disciple's plea, the mere thought of her doing such a thing with another man would fill him with insane jealousy.
What followed was another despair that left him heartbroken.
The glamorous world was one he had never set foot in before, and he didn't even have the ability to kill that man.
This is the first time that the senior disciple of the Xuanmen sect, who has always been concerned about the world and is known for his integrity and selflessness, has ever thought of killing someone because of personal desires.
"The scenery..." His kisses landed on her brow, her cheek, the corner of her lips, and finally on her fair neck. "You're mine, aren't you?"
The man on top of her was silently watching her, his dark eyes devoid of any light.
He was waiting for her answer, an answer that seemed to be able to determine whether he was guilty or not.
Fengguang's two hands touched his face, and she stared at him intently for a long time before finally saying, "I am yours."
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