He involuntarily reached out and gently touched the face he had thought about countless times; it was warm to the touch and still retained some warmth.
He had been doing this gesture frequently these past few days, and the person reacted just like he had when he was young, rubbing their fair and rosy face against his palm as if a feather were scratching at their heart.
Rong Yu raised her eyes slightly, looked at his tightly closed eyes, and only after confirming that he was still fast asleep did she dare to carefully cup his face and gently cover her lips with his.
He dared not close his eyes, staring intently at the long eyelashes in front of him, worried that he might wake up now.
He dared not make any big movements because the man was pressing down on him.
A simple touch of lips, followed by a tantalizing, gentle sucking.
My inner voice kept screaming: Not enough, not enough!
Flames burned in his abdomen. The hand that had been stroking his cheek had somehow reached behind his head and slipped into his hair. The slippery touch slipped through his fingers, only making the fire that had nowhere to go burn even brighter.
Just as he was about to take things further, the person on top of him frowned and suddenly let out a muffled groan of dissatisfaction. He felt something blocking his breath on his lips and opened his mouth to bite.
Rong Yu: "..."
The moment he frowned, Rong Yu stopped moving, caught off guard by the bite, and felt a slight sting on his lip.
Rong Yu remained stiff for a while, but seeing that the person on his body had not woken up, he gradually relaxed. However, after being so frightened just now, he had the desire but not the courage to do so.
He sighed softly, wanting to lift the person up, but with the beauty in his arms, he couldn't bear to part with her.
Geng Qi is truly beautiful.
Whether it's his transformed youthful appearance or his original form.
He is the supreme ruler of the demon realm, yet he possesses an unparalleled and breathtaking face, with naturally beautiful peach blossom eyes, fair skin, and red lips, making him stunningly beautiful.
As they hesitated, a golden light flashed above them. Rong Yu looked up and saw the Phoenix Tail Bone Whip that had followed them out of the forbidden area. It wrapped around its master's fair wrist but didn't go inside. Instead, it swung it over his head and, mimicking Rong Yu's previous action, stroked the sleeping person's face.
Like a child who has done something wrong.
Rong Yu's heart softened, and he raised his hand to it: "Come here."
Feng Yuan curled the long whip together, lifted the end that was rubbing against Geng Qi's face slightly, tentatively touched the outstretched hand, and gently wrapped it around.
The room was very quiet. The two lay on a couch, bathed in golden light. Blue curtains hung down, adding a touch of haziness to the intertwined figures on the couch.
It was the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) when Geng Qi was finally awakened by his own daily routine.
When I opened my eyes, I saw someone lying on top of me, one hand casually placed, while the other hand was tightly holding onto the other person's hand.
With a slight lift of his eyes, he could see the person lying beneath him with their eyes half-closed, a person as bright as the moon, elegant and clear.
His memory was still vivid: Feng Yuan had led him into the forbidden area, and they seemed to have touched something they shouldn't have, which caused them considerable suffering.
Rong Yu saved him and channeled spiritual energy into him, after which he fell asleep.
Suddenly remembering something, he looked out the window. The sun was setting and night had fallen.
This person was pressed down and lay there for a whole day?
Because his hand was clenched so tightly, because he was sleeping so soundly, did this person not push him away?
He wasn't drooling, was he?
Did you do anything shameful?
He touched the spot where his head had rested; it was clean and had a pleasant fragrance. He breathed a sigh of relief.
His subtle movements were enough for the person beneath him to notice.
Rong Yu opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other.
"you……"
Upon seeing his purple-gold heterochromatic eyes, Rong Yu couldn't help but pause in surprise.
Geng Qi, completely unaware of what was happening, feigned panic and cried out, "Master...Master, what's wrong with me?"
"..."
Seeing his silence, Geng Qi felt uneasy, thinking he was angry that he had trespassed into the forbidden area. He pouted and buried his head in his neck, nuzzling against him. "Is Master angry? This disciple didn't mean to go to the forbidden area..."
He paused as he spoke, and then froze completely.
This sound...something's not right!
Rong Yu, enraged by his provocation, gritted his teeth and said, "Geng Qi!"
"..." If he could still have a sliver of hope before, now there's not a single bit left.
He had only ever mentioned this name to this person, aside from those in the Demon Palace.
After the initial panic, he strangely calmed down, remained silent for a long time, and then, still leaning on his shoulder, asked, "When did you find out?"
Rong Yu: "..."
"You're hiding it from me again?"
Geng Qi pulled his hand away. Because he had been holding it for so long, his palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat. He didn't know whose was sweating more. When they separated, his palms were slightly cool. He propped himself up with both hands and looked at the person beneath him.
He didn't look away, his own face reflected in his pupils. Seeing that alluring face, Geng Qi's eyes darkened slightly.
It wasn't that Rong Yu was hiding it from him; it was that he hadn't had a chance to push him away yet.
That's right. How could he possibly know from the beginning that he was faking it? They are enemies, not lovers who can tell each other apart just by spending time together!
He recognized the face because he saw it.
His eyes were a striking purple-gold color, and even the markings on his forehead had become visible.
What's a terrible teammate? This is it!
He had painstakingly kept it a secret for so many days, only to be betrayed by his own natal magic weapon.
The person beneath him had a flushed face and furrowed brows, his expression one of suppressed anger.
What should he do? What should he do now?
The two seemed to be locked in a stalemate. Rong Yu's eyebrows twitched, and the person on top of him stared intently at him. Because he had shifted his weight while propping himself up, a certain part of them were pressed together. He was almost running out of self-control and finally said, unable to bear it any longer, "Get up first..."
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