He raised his hand...
"Whoosh!"
The lid of a box was suddenly flipped open.
Immediately, a figure burst out from inside.
"Lala! Ye Qianming, I’m back!"
"Is it a surprise? Is it unexpected?"
Luo Qingtong, with a devilish smile, wrapped her arms tightly around the man’s neck, hanging on him as she used to do when she was Luo Xiaoqi, and smiled softly as she looked into his eyes.
The next second, she kissed him on the lips with a smack.
"..."
Ye Qianming stood in the great hall, watching the girl who had dashed out of the box, her charming smile captivating, his pair of cold eyes profoundly deep.
The next second, he fiercely grasped the girl’s shoulders and lifted her up.
And then he deeply kissed her.
"Mmm." Luo Qingtong tilted her head back, enduring the man’s intense plundering.
Her arms encircled Ye Qianming’s back, feeling the heat beneath his robe, the playful look in her eyes indescribably enticing.
"It seems the Lord has missed me very much, huh?"
After the kiss, Luo Qingtong gently licked her lips, now almost swollen from the kiss.
The tender red tongue gently brushed her snow-white teeth and rosy lips, emanating an indescribable wickedness and allure.
This demon!
Ye Qianming’s eyes darkened as he looked into Luo Qingtong’s eyes.
He suddenly stood up, planning to carry the woman in his arms back to the bedchamber.
However, having just walked a few steps, he felt his arms sink.
Looking down, Luo Qingtong was nestled in his arms, her head drooping onto his chest, her small hands clutching his robe, sweetly asleep.
This woman!
It had been a long time since she had slept so peacefully without worries.
Usually, she would maintain some degree of alertness while sleeping.
But now, she truly fell deep asleep, completely losing consciousness in Ye Qianming’s arms.
Perhaps it was because her subconscious always felt that beside Ye Qianming was the safest place!
No one could harm her in front of this man!
When Luo Qingtong woke up, she didn’t know what time it was.
The light outside was dim, indistinguishable whether it was evening or early morning.
Yawning, Luo Qingtong woke up and immediately saw the astonishingly handsome face of the man beside her.
Ye Qianming’s eyes were lightly closed, his face illuminated by the faint light from the window, resembling a divine figure who had descended to the mortal world.
Noble, stunning, ethereal, peerless!
Luo Qingtong looked at him, feeling a tickle in her heart, and couldn’t help but lean in towards him.

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