In the end, that kiss quickly spiraled out of control. By the time Feng Guang opened her eyes again, she was already lying on the large bed in Xu Wang’s room.
Ever since he’d experienced intimacy with her, Xu Wang had developed an insatiable desire for more. He had no intention of stopping—nor did he ever plan to.
He knew every sensitive spot on her body and exactly what to do to bring her the greatest pleasure. Under him, she was like a hidden treasure he was slowly uncovering. And with his remarkable patience, well… let’s just say he found his joy as well.
His old daily routine used to revolve around playing the role of “warden,” handling everything inside his castle, and preventing the “prisoners” from escaping. Now, his daily life consisted of taking care of Feng Guang and sleeping with her. Especially that last part… he had a particular fondness for it.
After one especially intense round of “two-person exercise,” Xu Wang’s eyes held a lazy satisfaction—the kind that came after being thoroughly fed and sated. He absentmindedly ran his fingers through the long hair of the girl resting on his chest, thinking idly: one day, a hundred years from now, the two of them would be lying side by side in a grave like this too.
Feng Guang had dozed off for a bit, but now she stirred. Rubbing her cheek against his chest, she mumbled, “What time is it?”
“Seven p.m. Hungry?”
She always fell asleep after they exhausted themselves like this. And when she woke up, she always said she was hungry. Every time, Xu Wang had food ready. As for Unit One, it had been shut down and was now sitting quietly in his toy room.
“I’m not hungry yet,” Feng Guang said, shaking her head as she toyed with his fingers. “I didn’t get a chance to ask earlier—when you split off your mental energy like that, doesn’t it affect you?”
“A little bit, yeah…”
She immediately lifted her head, worried. “How does it affect you?”
“Sometimes I feel like I don’t have quite enough strength,” Xu Wang said with a straight face. “Especially in bed.”
Feng Guang: “……”
No, seriously, you have more than enough strength already, okay!?
He chuckled. “I’m kidding. There’s no way I’d run out of strength. The amount of mental energy I send out is barely a drop in the ocean for me. Besides, I can pull it back from the dolls at any time.”
“Then what was that thing you said about having something important to handle today?”
“I was planning to go to the toy room and destroy a few disobedient dolls. But…”
But the moment he sensed the mental bind he’d placed on her starting to lift, he immediately rushed to her side.
Feng Guang frowned. “Xu Wang, you’re not allowed to use that weird mental energy on me again, okay?”
“You’re mad?” Xu Wang reached out and gently pulled her closer, wrapping her tightly in his arms.
She shook her head. “I wouldn’t say I’m mad. I’m not going to leave you anyway, so there’s no need for all that extra nonsense. Xu Wang, wouldn’t it be better if you just trusted me a little more?”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you, Feng Guang…” he murmured. “I just don’t trust myself.”
When he said it, there was a shadow of self-doubt in his eyes that outsiders could never fully understand.
But Feng Guang wasn’t an outsider, so she understood. She hugged him tightly around the waist and nestled her head into his chest. “You’re the best person in the whole world. You deserve to be confident. I promise you—no matter what happens, I’m not going to leave you. We already completed our bond mark, so… that means we’re married, right?”
“Yes, we’re married…” Xu Wang recalled what he’d read in the books—that marriage meant a lifetime together. And for once, his smile carried genuine warmth.
“Feng Guang, how about I take you out to explore the world?”
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