But he met a fiery gaze.
Like the most possessive wild beast, he licked every part of her face.
Her eyelashes drooped uncontrollably and her cheeks flushed.
Yan Zhuoxu looked at her for a while, then suddenly pursed his lips and said, "That's right."
"No."
No matter why she came.
With what mood.
He won't let go.
So, no need.
He leaned over, put his lips to hers and asked in a low voice: "Did you take my handkerchief?"
Shen Zhiyi’s ears were burning with anger.
She recalled the silk handkerchief that fell out from his scattered monk's robes and quietly explained.
"That's me..."
Yan Zhuoxu slowly pressed down, held her lower lip, and kissed it slowly.
"There's something of mine on it."
"Once I've used it, it's mine."
Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, his face flushed.
“You, you…”
Yan Zhuoxu chuckled softly, pried open her lips, and pressed his tongue in. "Where did you put it?"
"Hmm..." Shen Zhiyi's lips and tongue were wrapped by him, and the words that came out of her mouth were all broken into whimpers.
His slender finger bones moved upwards little by little.
Sneaking into the gap between her waist and the hem of her clothes.
"Don't tell?"
"Then I'll find it myself."
Shen Zhiyi grabbed his collar, and her fingertips began to tremble.
Over...
It was him who didn't let her say...
His broad, big hands groped through the clothes, replaced the clothes that were stretched out by him, and covered her.
The search process is long and tiring.
Shen Zhiyi could feel his hot palm even through her clothes.
What's more, he searched so relentlessly.
Like a robber.
Shen Zhiyi almost cried out, "Don't..."
The protest was swallowed by his hot kiss.
"This is the punishment for lying to me." A dark emotion flashed in Yan Zhuoxu's eyes.
The most painstaking way to approach, the most straightforward way to demand punishment.
Of course it is most appropriate.
"Besides..." he said softly, "If you take something from me, shouldn't you give me something back?"
He kissed her nose, forehead, and face.
Finally, his thin lips covered her trembling eyelids and sucked away her tears.
Delusions rise and fall.
The big palm covers deeply.
An unknown amount of time had passed, and in that instant, even Chen Zhiyi's neck was red with shame, he finally found the handkerchief.
He pulled it out slowly and placed it in his arms.
Shen Zhiyi leaned against his neck, lowering her eyes to look at her still intact coat.
But inside, it was a mess.
She shuddered and closed her eyes.
Yan Zhuoxu pushed the plate of rewards on the table over, tapped the table lightly, and told her to look up. "Since you have come here under the emperor's command, you must use all your strength to do your best."
"Is that right?"
Shen Zhiyi glanced sideways, and glanced at the flowing brocade on the table.
Suddenly I was stunned.
What does he mean?
Yan Zhuoxu looked at her leisurely.
"Now, put on this outfit and show it to me."
"Now?" Shen Zhiyi suddenly raised his head.
Yan Zhuoxu raised his eyebrows, held her waist, and pulled her closer to him, showing his burning passion.
He leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Do you want to change it yourself, or should I help you?"
Shen Zhiyi's watery eyes widened.
He burned my whole body.
She twisted her body, trying to get off him.
"I, I'll change it myself..."
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