Chapter 220
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"Little fellow, when are you going to open your heart to me completely?!" Feng Cang held Murong Qiqi's slender fingers helplessly, kissing them on the lips as he inhaled her feminine scent. "Qingqing, do you know how much I've missed you? I'm going crazy!"
The night was very quiet. Feng Cang could only hear Murong Qiqi's breathing. It was a soft sound like a flower blooming. Feng Cang's heart was itching, but he didn't dare to do anything.
"Torturing little vixen!" Feng Cang whispered in Murong Qiqi's ears. Sooner or later, he would conquer her heart and make her his real woman! But he hoped that day wasn't too far away, or he would suffer internal injuries sooner or later.
Something called happiness spread in Feng Cang's heart. Holding her like this and letting her fall asleep in his arms was something that Feng Cang had fantasized about for a long time. Now that his dream had finally come true, Feng Cang felt that he was the happiest person in the world. To have Murong Qiqi by his side was truly great! Really!
It was a good night's sleep. This was the most peaceful night Murong Qiqi had ever slept. Usually, she slept 60% and woke up 40%, so she couldn't sleep too well. But this time, she slept very well and slept all the way until dawn.
"Mmm …" Murong Qiqi wriggled and opened her eyes slightly. The light outside the window was a little dazzling, and the soft warmth beneath her reminded her that it was her wedding night. She actually slept all the way until dawn. Gosh, no one would be able to accept this if word got out.
She used Feng Cang's arm as a pillow, and Feng Cang was sleeping soundly. His long eyelashes were as thick as small brushes, covering his handsome eyebrows. Feng Cang's nose bridge was high and perfectly curved, and below his beautiful nose were rosy lips.
"Tsk tsk, how can a man be so beautiful!" Murong Qiqi murmured. She couldn't help but stretch out her finger and gently move it down Feng Cang's forehead, through the center of his brows, along the handsome bridge of his nose, to his deep eyes, and finally to his lips.
"Ow!" Feng Cang opened his mouth and bit Murong Qiqi's finger, pretending to be a tiger.
"Aiya!" Murong Qiqi did not expect that Feng Cang had already woken up. He must have found out that she had treated him like that just now.
Murong Qiqi's silky black hair draped over her shoulders like a beautiful satin. Feng Cang shook Murong Qiqi's hand and said, "Morning!"
Murong Qiqi heaved a sigh of relief that Feng Cang did not mention anything about his awkwardness. "Morning!" Murong Qiqi smiled sweetly. Suddenly, a shadow appeared before her eyes. Before she could react, Feng Cang's lips were already on hers. Just as she opened her mouth in shock, the other party seemed to be very satisfied with her performance and went straight in.
Time seemed to have stopped. Murong Qiqi's mind was completely blank. She didn't know what to think, nor did she know what to think. She could only allow Feng Cang's hands to wrap around her slender waist and hold her in his embrace. Then, she enjoyed the fragrance on her lips without restraint.
He had wanted to punish Murong Qiqi. She made herself suffer for the whole night on their wedding night.
But when he kissed her petals, Feng Cang's desire for revenge completely flew out of the window.
Right now, he was only enjoying his own gift. It was so sweet and mellow that he could not bear to let go. He begged again and again, wanting nothing more than to melt her into his flesh and blood and become one with her.
"Mmm …" Murong Qiqi's soft moan almost made Feng Cang break down. This woman was truly the number one seductress in the world! He wanted nothing more than to pounce on her immediately!
This is …? Murong Qiqi could not help but leave Feng Cang's lips and look down. When she saw what she was holding, Murong Qiqi's face immediately flushed red. All the shy and sensitive blood rushed to her head and gathered on her fair little face.
"Ah!" Murong Qiqi screamed. She wanted to stand up, but she did not expect that her feet would slip on the silk blanket and directly press Feng Cang under her. This position was as intimate as it could be. Murong Qiqi was in a horse-riding position, straddling Feng Cang's body and pressing her upper body against his.
Through the silk clothing, Feng Cang could clearly feel the softness of the two clouds in front of Murong Qiqi's chest. Although they were separated by the clothing, he could feel that the clouds were rising and falling with her breathing. The distance between them was also sometimes close, sometimes far, because of this breathing.
"Gulp …" Feng Cang could not help but swallow his saliva. He was a little nervous, but also a little expectant.
Murong Qiqi was extremely embarrassed. Luckily, there was no one else, or they would think that she had raped Feng Cang. Their position was as intimate as it could be, and her hand was right next to Feng Cang's ear, as if she was going to force a kiss on him. When did she become so 'thirsty'?
"Qingqing …" Feng Cang's forehead was beaded with sweat, and his breathing became heavy. She was sticking to him like this, and their bodies were connected. It made his originally restrained heart become restless. "Qingqing, if you don't get up, I will think that you are willing!"
Feng Cang's words were so clear that Murong Qiqi could hear the strong emotions in his words. His tense body and the way he was ready to strike proved that he was speaking the truth.
Blushing, Murong Qiqi flipped over to the side of the bed. Murong Qiqi's departure made Feng Cang feel a little disappointed. How great would it be if he could continue! It was so hard to be a gentleman. So hard …
"Your Highness, we still have to enter the palace to pay our respects to the Empress Dowager!" Murong Qiqi's heart ached when she saw the regret on Feng Cang's face. She could feel his strong desire, but some things could not be done as one pleased.
Feng Cang was roused from his thoughts by Murong Qiqi and got up. The first thing he did when he woke up was not to call someone to serve him, but to whistle. "Coo coo …" A snow-white pigeon appeared by the window and flew in, landing on Feng Cang's hand.
"Your Highness?" The sudden appearance of the pigeon surprised Murong Qiqi. She had no idea what Feng Cang wanted the pigeon for. Feng Cang cut the pigeon's neck and used the pigeon's blood to stain the wedding handkerchief. Only then did Murong Qiqi remember that the pigeon was bleeding.
"The pigeon's blood is the most similar to human blood." After dealing with the pigeon, Feng Cang put on his clothes and went forward to help Murong Qiqi dress.
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