Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

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Chapter 154: Hmm, it hurts

It seemed that God never really favored Feng Qingbai.

His background gave him the most glamorous identity, but never gave him the same treatment as his identity.

He was forced to leave the palace and live in the countryside. They hunted him down, and he lost his closest relatives. And when he returned, he was forced to bear responsibilities he should not have had to bear.

Even just for a day, did he live in peace?

Her slender arms tightly wrapped around him with such force that he even felt pain.

However, a smile spread on Feng Qingbai's lips instead. He rested his jaw on top of her head, and whispered a bit lower, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

"Hmm, I hurt," she didn't look up, and responded with a hint of nasal sound.

He paused in his smile. "You can comfort me."

"Huh?"

"Give me some response. It's enough to ease my mind."

A response? She was hugging him and letting him cuddle her like this. Wasn't this response obvious enough?

She looked up at him in confusion.

Feng Qingbai smiled shallowly and sighed. "Not this response. Let me teach you."

He lowered his head, dominated her lips again, and pried her lips apart, "Now, can you give me some response?"

Liu Yusheng: "..." Her brain pumped, and she stuck out her small tongue, and licked between his lips.

That subtle gesture activated Feng Qingbai's transformation mechanism.

The night breeze blew and slipped through the gaps in the leaves, bringing out rustling sounds.

Blending in with the young lady's struggles.

As if there was nothing.

The night deepened.

The night breeze was refreshingly cool on the face, with a wet, sultry dampness.

Feng Qingbai bowed his head and looked at the lady who was sleeping in his arms, and teeming tenderness coated his heart.

He wanted to hold her and never let go, and just sit here forever.

He didn't want to care about fame and fortune, or even the disturbances of the outside world.

But he couldn't. She needed him to protect her.

In the end, he didn't hold back, and dragged her to his side before he could eliminate all his hidden worries.

He was selfishly dominating her, greedily sucking up the beauty that only she could give him.

He had that impulse when she accompanied the cocoon of the pupa to become a butterfly.

He felt a crisis in his heart when she unintentionally told him about the blind date. She was sixteen and would soon, eventually, be married.

When she came back in the carriage and told him that she couldn't leave him alone, that impulse finally materialized and he made up his mind.

He couldn't wait any longer - couldn't wait.

He was really afraid that she would forget him.

Only when he was holding her in his arms like now did he truly feel that his heart was still warm.