Chapter 179 Don't be afraid, I'm here to keep you company.
Shen Yuepo stepped forward, her red dress clinging to his imperial robe, swirling in the wind.
The ghostly light reflected in her eyes seemed to illuminate the entire galaxy.
Holding the bouquet of flowers, she looked up at Feng Jin, her voice more earnest than ever before, "Feng Jin, I used to..."
She paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully, "I never imagined that I would spend the rest of my life with someone so long that I can't see the end."
Her voice was soft, but every word struck Feng Jin's heart: "I think that's too far away, and too... troublesome."
“Before…” she lowered her head and gently stroked the spider lily, the petals swaying lightly at her fingertips, “I always felt that immortality was a curse.”
“But now…” she suddenly looked up into Feng Jin’s eyes, “I want to work with you to turn this curse into a gift.”
"Feng Jin, you must have been lonely for tens of thousands of years, right? Don't be afraid, I'm here to keep you company."
This confession touches the heart more deeply than any flowery language.
Feng Jin's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and flames seemed to burn in his dark golden eyes.
Shen Yuepo's cheeks flushed slightly under his gaze, and her forced composure was about to crumble.
To hide the flutter in her heart, she suddenly tiptoed and quickly planted a kiss on Feng Jin's thin lips.
Instantly separate.
Her ears turned bright red instantly, almost as if they were about to bleed.
She instinctively wanted to back away, to create some distance, to calm her pounding heart.
However, just as her toes touched the ground, a strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back sharply.
Feng Jin gripped the back of her neck, crushing the awkward kiss, his tongue prying open her trembling teeth.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, Shen Yuepo seemed to taste the coolness of the River of Oblivion, as well as the burning heat suppressed in Feng Jin's heart.
"Hmm!"
The bouquet of flowers in Shen Yuepo's hand fell, and her fingertips gripped his clothes tightly.
She couldn't help but awkwardly stick out the tip of her tongue, trying to respond to his advances.
This subtle response shattered all reason.
Feng Jin lifted her up in his arms.
In the instant the space distorted, Shen Yuepo felt the world spinning around him.
The light and shadow shifted before my eyes.
The next second, her back sank into the huge imperial couch covered with black velvet.
Before she could even utter a soft cry, Feng Jin's tall body loomed over her, one hand bracing against her face.
His other hand caressed her waist, and through her long dress, the heat from his palm almost burned into her skin.
Feng Jin looked down at her, his dark golden eyes burning like flames.
She could clearly feel something awaken at that moment.
Its shape and form are still hard to ignore, as if it were domineeringly declaring its desire.
The unfamiliar touch made Shen Yuepo's heart skip a beat.
Feng Jin's black hair fell down, intertwining with her dark hair.
When their foreheads touched, his dark golden eyes were inches away, churning with a desire she had never seen before.
"May I?"
His voice was hoarse and his hot breath sprayed onto her lips.
Shen Yuepo was about to say something when he tried to grasp at the last vestige of reason.
Feng Jin didn't wait for her reply. His fingertips wandered anxiously over her skirt, but he couldn't untie the intricate knots.
Suddenly, a golden light emanated from his fingertips.
Shen Yuepo felt a chill on her body, and the carefully chosen long dress instantly turned into countless dark red specks of light, disappearing into the air like fireflies.
"ah!"
Shen Yuepo exclaimed in surprise. The sudden chill made her shiver, and she instinctively hugged her chest with her arms.
The skin, exposed to the cool air, evoked a tiny shiver.
Her cheeks burned bright red, even the tips of her ears were tinged with a vivid crimson, and she glared at the culprit with shame and anger.
Feng Jin's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his dark golden eyes darkened.
He leaned closer, his thin lips brushing lightly against her burning earlobe, his hot breath spraying onto her sensitive neck.
"I'll pay you back for the dress tomorrow." His voice was hoarse and coaxing.
As soon as he finished speaking, his lips slowly moved down along Shen Yuepo's taut neckline, giving her a deep suck on her neck.
Shen Yuepo unconsciously gripped the brocade quilt beneath her, feeling his teeth gently scrape against the hollow of her collarbone, sending a shivering tingling sensation through her.
"Don't…"
Feng Jin didn't speak again. His warm, moist lips, filled with possessiveness, held her round, fragrant shoulder, licking and caressing it, leaving one reddish mark after another.
It's as if it's declaring ownership.
This action made Shen Yuepo's body go limp, and the hand that had been pushing him away had somehow climbed onto his back.
A soft, muffled sound, tinged with unbearable pain, escaped from Shen Yuepo's tightly clenched lips.
This unfamiliar sensory stimulation made her body tense, as if an electric current was coursing through her body.
She instinctively wanted to push him away, but her fingers, weak and powerless, pressed against his firm chest, more like an invitation that was both reluctant and welcoming.
Without thinking, Feng Jin used his knee to pry open her legs and leaned over her.
"Well!"
Shen Yuepo trembled violently, unable to help but straighten her back and let out a short, startled gasp.
Feng Jin's large hand, which had been supporting her from the side, suddenly slid down, still burning hot.
His high, straight nose tip glided unintentionally along the curve.
The shock nearly made Shen Yuepo jump off the bed.
All her senses seemed to be focused on that one point, and her brain completely shut down.
"Feng...Feng Jin, I...I'm scared..."
This was probably the first time in Shen Yuepo's life that she had ever uttered the word "fear".
Feng Jin's voice was low and hoarse as he felt the softness beneath his palm. The flames in his eyes burned even more fiercely. "Chen Yuepo, it's too late to call a halt now."
No longer content with a superficial approach, he leaned down, his burning lips and tongue carrying an aggressive, conquering momentum.
He fiercely seized her breath, swallowing all her screams and groans.
The scene before Shen Yuepo's eyes went from clear to blurry, and from blurry to clear, while the sound was shattered into pieces.
She couldn't help but try to close her legs, but Feng Jin pinched her legs and held them down.
"Relax......"
Feng Jin's temples bulged with veins as he gritted his teeth and tried to coax her, but his actions didn't stop.
Shen Yuepo could no longer speak complete words, and could only let out intermittent sobs.
In the vast imperial palace, Shen Yuepo's rare, emotionally charged curses echoed repeatedly: "Feng Jin, you bastard!"
Before her consciousness completely succumbed, the only thought remaining in Shen Yuepo's mind was:
Fortunately, Feng Jin had set up a barrier in advance.
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