"Afraid, why aren't you afraid, so I decided on something." He said, grabbing Jun Qianxi's waist and letting her lie on his chest, just so that their eyes met.

"I have decided that this time I will offend all the forces guarding Blackwater Bay. In this way, I am also a public enemy of Dalu, and I will be worthy of my little Xi'er."

His face was full of smiles, as if becoming a public enemy of the mainland was such a glorious thing.

Jun Qianxi couldn't help but look at the person in front of her a few more times.

His seaweed-like long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and a few strands of hair fell playfully on his cheeks, making his lips redder and whiter.

The two eyebrows seemed to have been painted on by someone, hanging on a pair of starry eyes. The bottom of the eyes was dark, but at this moment, they were stained with a little dazzling light.

There was a smile on his lips, and just by looking into his eyes, it seemed as if he was about to indulge in it.

"Pretty boy!" Jun Qianxi couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Xiao Xi'er, if you are moved, just cry. I don't mind if you wipe your nose and tears on me."

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the beauty seemed like a mirror, falling into fragments.

"Duanmu Ming, are you kidding?"

"Of course not, No!" he said, pulling up his clothes.

Jun Qianxi couldn't help but stretched out her hand and twisted his waist. He knew clearly that was not what she was talking about.

"It hurts!" Duan Muming said, carrying her whole body to the couch and lying beside him.

His arms tightened, and the thin gap between their bodies immediately disappeared.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together. Duanmu Ming held the catkin she held against her chest and said softly: "Xi'er, whatever you are in this life, I will be."

Such a heavy promise is more touching than any everlasting oath.

Jun Qianxi raised her head subconsciously.

"You are a devil, and I am a devil; you are a god, and I am a god."

His voice was low and hoarse, but still pleasant to the ear.

"There is only one empty seat allowed next to you, and I am the only one who can stand in that seat."

His oath was extremely domineering, but it really shocked Jun Qianxi.

She couldn't help but raise her arms and wrap her arms around his neck, leaning on his chest actively. Listening to the thunderous heartbeat ringing in her ears, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she was feeling how sincere these words were.

"Duanmu Ming, how virtuous and capable am I to win your favor?"

Before she could finish her words, a slender finger touched her lips: "Shh! Xi'er, this is not a favor, but a confession!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and covered her lips with very gentle movements, as if he wanted to drown her with tenderness and sweetness.

Jun Qianxi slowly closed her eyes. Her actions made Duan Muming extremely excited.

His Xi'er finally closed her eyes. Does that mean she was intoxicated?

He kissed her deeper, as if he wanted to be entangled with her forever.

His big hand moved to her waist, and with a gentle tug, the belt around her waist was thrown into the air.

As the belt fell to the ground, Jun Qianxi's outer shirt also slipped down, and her white collarbone was looming.

Duanmuming's Adam's apple rolled, and just as he was about to make a move, there was a shout from outside.

"Brother! It's not good! Brother!"

The heavy car curtain was opened, and Mo Lingfeng appeared with a roar.

Before he could regain his composure, the scene inside the carriage suddenly shocked him to the spot.

In an instant, two bright reds appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!