“If…” Feng Guang suppressed the excitement in her heart and said uncertainly, “I mean, if one day, my body is suddenly possessed by that fox demon again, you… you would choose…”
Before she could finish, he suddenly pulled her into his arms. Qi Mu’s lips were pressed against her ear. “The one who should feel insecure is me. You need to know, that the person I choose will always be you.”
“Hmm…” She felt a bit disappointed because she still hadn’t heard the three words she wanted to hear.
Qi Mu kissed her cheek. “As long as you stay by my side and always be my Feng Guang, that’s enough.”
At the hour of Shen, someone from the Xia residence arrived. Feng Guang was picked up by her father. While Xia Chao and Princess Xiao exchanged pleasantries, Qi Mu quietly held her hand. She immediately looked around nervously, fearing that others might see their intimate gesture. But Qi Mu wasn’t afraid. Instead, he boldly flashed her a perfect smile.
“We’ll see each other again soon.”
Feng Guang didn’t quite understand his meaning. She just guessed he might want to invite her out to enjoy the scenery again and never expected that he would break into her bedroom in the middle of the night.
At that time, after Yun’er helped her remove her makeup, and Yun’er had left, she was about to go to bed. Just as she blew out the candle, a tall figure embraced her from behind. The suddenness of it caused her to open her mouth to scream, but it was covered by a hand.
“Shh—it’s me.” Qi Mu’s voice had a uniquely deep and sensual tone. Her initially tense body relaxed upon recognizing his voice. Her defenseless attitude pleased him, and he chuckled softly, “I told you we’d see each other again soon.”
Feng Guang grabbed his hand that was covering her mouth and turned to face him. “Why are you here now? If my father finds out…”
His hand rested on top of her head. “Did you let your hair down?”
“What?” She didn’t immediately react but quickly nodded. “Hmm… because I’m about to rest.”
“I want to see.” Following her soft, long hair, his hand moved from the top of her head to the ends. As if he hadn’t heard her earlier concerns, he smiled lightly. “I heard that only a husband who sleeps by his wife’s side can see her without makeup. I want to see how Feng Guang looks now.”
He seemed to mention it casually, but Feng Guang felt a pang in her heart. She pressed his hand against her face. “It’s okay if you can’t see. The heir’s touch is still here, and no other man in this world will ever see me without makeup.”
It seemed like he was just mentioning it casually, but Feng Guang felt a pang in her heart. She pressed his hand against her face. “It’s okay if you can’t see. The heir’s touch is still here, and no other man in this world will ever see me without makeup.”
Qi Mu’s fingers caressed her cheek, and the soft sensation made him linger. He had prepared himself to live in darkness for his entire life. Though the term “resigned” didn’t quite fit him, he felt powerless in the face of his blindness. But now, he suddenly felt a surge of unwillingness. He couldn’t see her every frown and smile. Everyone said that Miss Xia was as beautiful as a celestial being, and all men could see her except him.
Because he had her, his desires grew even stronger.
Feng Guang whispered, “Lord Qi…”
“Call my name.” Qi Mu lowered his head.
In the darkness, she couldn’t see his movements, but the warmth on her lips was so tantalizing. She knew they must be very close now.
“Qi Mu…”
“Qi Mu…”
He was not satisfied and said, “Change it.”
His fingers slid across the side of her neck, causing her to tremble. Her body was held in his arms, and her voice was soft, “Ah Mu?”
“Not bad.” Qi Mu put his fingertips on the corner of her mouth, “My lovely little girl, I should reward you.”
A soft kiss, unexpectedly and reasonably turned into a fierce lingering. Feng Guang’s body quickly softened completely, unable to resist his attack. Her lips and tongue in response to him were very raw, and she could easily drive him into madness.
Qi Mu was never a person who would wrong him. He carried her to the bed and placed her on the brocade quilt. He could better lick her lips, her neck, her collarbone…
The bed curtain was lowered, and only the girl’s unbearable moaning and melodious voice remained in the boudoir, making the room charming.
Lucien On ABRWF Chapter 34.1