There was a chill in Yu Xing's palms, which penetrated the fabric and seeped into his skin.
Wen Qing felt hot all over at the moment, and could clearly feel Yu Xing's hand slowly moving back and covering his leg, gently stroking it as if he was stroking a doll.
After the coolness dissipated from the places he touched, a stronger heat rose up, making people more and more greedy for the warmth from Yu Xing's body.
Wen Qing pinched his palms, trying his best to ignore the changes in his body, and said to Yu Xing: "You don't have to feed me."
"Get out of the way!"
Wen Qing was a little angry and wanted to yell at Yu Xing, but when she spoke, her voice was soft and sticky, as if she was acting coquettishly.
Yu Xing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes darkened.
He moved closer to Wen Qing, pressed his nose against hers, and spoke slowly, "Who do you want to feed you?"
"Sikong? Ji Yu? Butler? Or the one in the room..."
Yu Xing's breath was also cold, brushing across her cheek. Wen Wei was slightly dazed and didn't hear clearly the last few words he said.
Yu Xing lowered his eyes, looked at Wen Qing's wet eyes, and sneered: "Mother, didn't you seduce me just for this?"
He bent his fingers and circled his fingertips on Wen Qing's legs.
The restlessness in Wen Qing's heart burned more and more vigorously.
"Humans are dominated by desires," Yu Xing lowered his gaze, looking at Wen Qing's flushed face, and smiled softly, "Haven't you already felt it?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled because his body's reaction to Yu Xing's touch was even stronger than when he was in the seminary.
I want to touch it, I want to touch it, I don’t want to be so hot anymore…
Wen Qing exhaled a breath of hot air, raised her eyes hazily, and met Yu Xing's dark eyes.
Depression...Desire...
The Yu Xing in front of him must be related to Yu Xing.
Wen Qing's brain struggled for a while.
Yu Xing looked at the dazed look in his eyes and curled his lips: "Who is mother thinking about?"
"Or are you thinking about something?"
He tilted his head slightly, rubbed his lips against Wen Qing's cheek, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you thinking about Sikong?"
"Or father?"
Wen Qing came back to his senses and saw the dissatisfaction in Yu Xing's eyes.
He still has two props he can use now, and he is not very willing to use them on Yu Xing.
Compared to Yu Xing who talks dirty, Si Kong is more dangerous.
"Would you like to try and see who fucks you the best?"
Wen Qing opened her mouth and was about to speak, but the next second, Yu Xing held her lips.
His eyelashes trembled, and he hesitated for a moment, but still did not use the props.
Yu Xing felt his obedience, and his tongue hooked his lips and slowly entered his mouth.
"Hmm..." Wen Qing's pupils suddenly shrank and he couldn't help but let out a low hum.
This kiss was completely different from the previous ones. The senses on and inside his lips seemed to be magnified several times. He could clearly feel Yu Xing's soft tongue rubbing against the inner wall of his mouth.
An electric-like numbing sensation spread from his palate to his limbs and bones; every inch of his skin and every blood vessel seemed to be washed by this feeling.
Wen Qing couldn't control the low moans in his throat at all, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
Hearing his sticky voice, Yu Xing paused, entwined his tongue tip, pressed against the root of his tongue, and absorbed every drop of water in Wen Qing's mouth.
Wen Qing's palate felt sore and numb, his eyes were getting redder and redder, and his humming sounds had a hint of crying.
The coldness from Yu Xing filled her whole body. Even though Yu Xing didn't move any part of her body except her tongue, Wen Qing still felt like she was being touched by him.
It was as if even the air was caressing him.
Wen Qing couldn't help but squint his eyes, tilt his head back, and curl his toes.
His mind was in a fuzzy mess, and he couldn't remember anything except the feeling of his body at the moment. He could only let Yu Xing control him.
“Hmm…”
The corridor was very quiet; heavy breathing and the faint sound of water could be clearly heard.
Yu Xing looked at Wen Qing's misty eyes obsessively and sucked his lips.
After a long while, he licked Wen Qing's lips and stopped.
He licked the water stains on his lips and looked at Wen Qing's blushing cheeks.
Wen Qing was still in a daze, her cheeks flushed and covered with wet tears, shining alluringly under the dim light.
His eye sockets and nose tip were also red, and his lips were the worst, they were red and swollen, as if inviting someone to kiss them.
Yu Xing's breathing stagnated. He bent his fingers, placed his palms against Wen Qing's legs, and said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't started to fuck you yet, mother."
"Would you like to be in the hallway? Or somewhere else?"
"If Sikong saw it..." Yu Xing paused and whispered deliberately, "Do you think he would join?"
"You are so greedy, aren't two sons enough?"
Wen Qing's mind was still confused and he didn't hear clearly what Yu Xing said.
He was panting, and it took him a while to come back to his senses and meet the familiar eyes.
It was dark, with flames in the pupils.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, and felt a pain on her lips, and tears came out again.
Yu Xing half-closed his eyes, and couldn't help but raise his hand to stroke his wet lips, and whispered: "Mother is so uncontrollable..."
Wen Qing looked at him, a cold wind brushed across her cheek, and then she saw Yu Xing being kicked against the wall.
The next second, he saw the butler appear in front of him and hugged him.
"Second Young Master, please stop seducing the Madam."
Yu Xing raised his eyelids and said coldly: "Who do you think you are?"
The housekeeper held Wen Qing in his arms and said expressionlessly, "I have an obligation to protect the lady."
Yu Xing straightened up, looked at Wen Qing, whose cheeks were flushed in the butler's arms, and curled his lips: "This is what mother wanted."
The housekeeper's eyes flashed blue: "Madam is just an ordinary human."
"Please take care of yourself, Second Young Master."
After saying that, he hugged Wen Qing and turned to walk towards the stairs.
Yu Xing subconsciously took a step forward, then stopped and looked down at his feet.
He frowned, turned and walked into the bedroom, looking at the dessert tray that had taken the place of the incense burner on the table.
After a long time, Yu Xing picked up the spoon and took a bite tentatively.
“It tastes terrible.”
****
Wen Qing stayed in the butler's arms for a while, and his body and mind recovered.
After leaving Yu Xing, the restlessness in his body suddenly disappeared, but his hands and feet were still a little weak.
The housekeeper carried him back to the room and gently put him on the bed.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and her cheeks felt wet.
The housekeeper wet a towel and was wiping his face.
Wen Qing raised his eyes, the housekeeper's blue eyes did not avoid him, but lay quietly.
The butler is protecting him.
The butler was on his side.
Wen Qing looked at the butler's inhuman hands, and his brain slowly started to work.
Over the past two days, it can be seen that the butler is very obedient. Although there are many things that he cannot tell him, he will not interfere with what he wants to do, and even helps him by accident.
I won't suspect that something is wrong with him, and I won't question him...
Like... a system with a body.
Wen Qing was dazed.
The butler noticed that Wen Qing was distracted, and his movements became gentler.
He gently wiped Wen Qing's face and the tear marks on her cheeks, and then wiped her red lips, feeling Wen Qing's soft and warm skin with his fingertips.
After a long time, the butler put down the towel and untied the laces of Wen Qing's cloak with both hands.
Wen Qing wore several layers of clothes and did not feel the housekeeper's movements.
He closed his eyes and began to recall what had just happened.
The second young master's ability is similar to Yu Xing's, both are related to desire and can amplify desire.
Desire | God of Desire...
Wen suddenly remembered something he had forgotten.
Since Yu Xing is in charge of desire, Sikong and Ji Yu should also have the responsibility to be in charge.
Sikong's words...
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and the words of the maids replayed in her ears.
The weather is good, the young master is in a good mood...
Recalling his previous interactions with Sikong, Wen Qing began to understand a little.
Sikong likes animals, protects humans, and likes nature...
He should be connected with nature, and his mood will be reflected in the weather in the sky.
The eldest young master also possesses abilities similar to Sikong...
Suddenly, Wen Qing felt a chill on her collarbone.
He opened his eyes and saw that his cloak and coat had been taken off, and the butler was about to take off his shirt.
Wen Qing quickly grabbed the housekeeper's hand: "You don't need to take this off!"
"Yes." The butler responded without any change in his expression.
Wen Qing had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the butler leaning over, putting his hands on his pants, pretending to take them off for him.
Wen Qing instinctively dodged sideways and said, "You don't have to take these off!"
"I can do it myself."
This time the butler did not leave immediately. Instead, he bent his fingers, hooked his belt, and said calmly: "Madam, your leg is injured."
"Need medicine."
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