Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 797

Chapter 797: Chapter 232: Doing This Doesn’t Hurt (Second Update)

"Where are you taking me?"

In Zichen Palace, Mu Qingge was being swiftly led by Si Mo.

Even with her height, she needed to jog to keep up with the man’s pace. This hurried appearance left her quite astonished.

However, Si Mo remained silent, only gripping her hand tightly and continuously speeding up.

"Your Majesty!"

"Princess!"

The passing palace maids and Demon Guards all knelt down. The aura Si Mo carried brushed against them, causing their skin to sting, yet they held their breath, not daring to breathe loudly.

"Hey..."

Mu Qingge couldn’t help but speak again.

But this time, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was lifted, directly cradled horizontally in Si Mo’s arms. Mu Qingge was shocked in her heart and looked up at the cold, chiseled features of Si Mo.

"You’re walking too slowly," Si Mo replied indifferently.

"..." Mu Qingge inwardly complained, ’You’re the one walking too fast, okay!’

But now was not the time to argue about speed, rather—

"Wait, where exactly are you taking me?" Mu Qingge questioned.

Si Mo lowered his gaze to the woman in his arms, his amber eyes becoming deep, those eyes seemed as vast as Xinghai, dizzying and absorbing.

Mu Qingge stared blankly at him, she always knew Si Mo was very handsome.

But at this moment, Si Mo seemed different from before, the whole person appeared more captivating and wild.

A seductive feeling overflowed from his beautiful features, making his whole being exude a kind of... a kind of...

Mu Qingge gazed at him, her clear eyes reflecting his appearance, her heart involuntarily speeding up, her previous curiosity was drowned out by the beauty before her.

Looking at Si Mo, Mu Qingge even felt her whole body heat up.

’He exudes a kind of... male pheromone...’ Mu Qingge staggered at the vision of Si Mo, finally finding a fitting word in her heart to describe the feeling at this moment.

The sudden silence of the woman in his arms made Si Mo’s steps involuntarily quicken.

He carried Mu Qingge into the sleeping chamber of Zichen Palace.

The tall doors opened without a breeze, Si Mo carried Mu Qingge inside, the dust raised by the hem of his robe drifted momentarily in the air, then settled back down.

Bam!

The doors automatically closed tightly, blocking out all external prying.

This sound of the closing doors startled Mu Qingge awake. A flicker of inexplicable panic flashed in her eyes, and she began to struggle in Si Mo’s arms. "Hey, what are you doing? Why did you bring me here? If you want to rest, then rest, I won’t disturb you."

However, the more she struggled, the tighter Si Mo’s arms held her.

He brought Mu Qingge directly to the grand bed in the sleeping chamber. Gently placing her amidst the soft black velvet.

The velvet was warm and very soft.

Mu Qingge felt as if she was sinking into a cloud, but before she could adapt, a shadow descended, entrapping her body in an inescapable crevice, unable to move.

Mu Qingge instinctively pressed her hands against the man’s chest, startled, "What are you going to do?" After asking, she secretly cursed herself, the current situation clearly indicated what it represented, was it still necessary to ask? Really too foolish!

This question made Si Mo’s eyes turn dark and cloudy, filled with tantalizing brightness. He asked hoarsely, "Little Ge’er thinks I could do what like this?"

Cough cough...

Mu Qingge’s gaze became somewhat evasive, she was certainly aware of what this man wanted to do, if she still wasn’t, she really should find a piece of tofu and kill herself with it.

"Um, well, you have injuries, it’s not suitable for exertion." Mu Qingge said, her gaze drifting.

How could she forget, this man, even though he’s sealed from his memories related to her, had been eager, from the start, wanting to devour her whole.

For him to persist until today, he was indeed exceptional.

Naturally, Mu Qingge didn’t reject whatever might happen with Si Mo, only worried about his health.

"Not afraid," Si Mo answered straightforwardly.

"..." Mu Qingge gazed at him speechlessly, squeezing out from between her teeth, "You are constantly in extreme pain throughout your body, yet you still have the heart for such things? What you need most is rest."

"Doing this can relieve pain," Si Mo said with a serious expression, burying his head at Mu Qingge’s neck, inhaling her scent deeply.

This is a scent that makes him at ease, makes him relax.

The old him never felt this way. Such feelings make him attached, make him unwilling to part, make him want to possess it at all times.

His large hands began to wander inappropriately, constantly roaming over Mu Qingge’s body through the fabric.

At her neck, the man’s breath became increasingly rough.

"You..." The man’s shameless response left Mu Qingge a bit embarrassed. However, she found that seemingly affected by the man’s aura, her entire body also became feverish, unable to gather even a trace of strength.

"Little Ge’er..." Si Mo murmured, finding her lips and kissing them.

He kissed very attentively, kissed very gently, and kissed with an extraordinary focus.

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