All the words in his lips were transformed into tiny moans by his burning kiss, overflowing lightly.
The tips of Ye Xiyue's ears turned red and she bit her lip immediately.
However, fine and continuous kisses fell one after another, and Emperor Shaktian quickly kissed her from her earlobe to her slender and white neck.
There was a scalding temperature all over his body, even his lips, which soon made half of her body numb.
She felt a little itchy and felt an indescribable tenderness. She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he held her tightly around her waist and could not break away.
"Xi'er..."
The man's low and hoarse voice came, carrying some suppressed and unspeakable longing.
Then, he grabbed her chin and forced her to look back.
The next moment, he kissed her full and red lips, blocking out the rest of her words.
Ye Xiyue was about to open her mouth to speak, but he took advantage of the situation and came in to attack the city.
The strong smell of alcohol gradually spread, overwhelming her, mixed with his hot and passionate breath, surrounding her, making it almost difficult to break free.
Ye Xiyue panted rapidly, holding his shoulder with one hand, and vaguely understood:
"...You, you...well...are not drunk..."
Emperor Shitian chuckled.
Those deep phoenix eyes were so clear, how could there be any trace of drunkenness?
He finally relaxed a little, but his lips were still close to hers, and he laughed softly:
"A good night is too short."
If you didn't pretend to be drunk, who knows how much time you would have wasted outside?
Ye Xiyue didn't expect that he would actually admit it so frankly. Her cheeks instantly turned crimson and she couldn't help but give him a blow.
In the past, she was always calm and calm, rarely showing any emotions, so this kind of temperamental behavior was very useful to him.
He held her hand, put it to his lips, kissed it, and said with a smile:
"They should also be considerate."
"You still said that!"
Ye Xiyue's ears turned red now.
When did this man become so shameless?
Emperor Shitian lowered his eyes to look at her.
The girl in front of her is wearing a wedding dress like fire, with a skirt that touches the floor, black hair and snowy skin, and a pair of eyes as bright as obsidian that seem to be filled with two lakes of water at this moment, so clear and moving.
Her cheeks were flushed, making her eyes even brighter than stars.
Just giving him such an angry look almost put his last sanity in jeopardy.
He tightened his arms, hugged her tighter, pressed her forehead against hers, and sighed softly.
"Xi'er knows how long I have been waiting for this day..."
Ye Xiyue's heart softened immediately.
She raised her arms and hugged his thin waist, and countless scenes from the past flashed through her mind like a horse watching a lantern.
In fact, why isn't she?
The night outside the window is thick and brilliant fireworks are blooming.
A brilliant light shone on his face, and the emotional expression on that clear, noble and noble face was clearly discernible.
It is particularly tempting for a man who is accustomed to being aloof and dignified to look like this.
Even though Ye Xiyue had looked at this face too many times, she couldn't help but be stunned at this moment.
The beauty in the world is nothing more than this.
His eyes were very deep and he was looking at her intently. He clearly didn't say anything, but she already understood all his thoughts.
The gaze seemed to have a burning meaning, and wherever it fell, it would easily ignite sparks.
She raised her arms, hooked the man's neck in front of her, and kissed him on tiptoes.
She was undoubtedly lighting a fire in this way.
Emperor Shitian could no longer restrain himself, and immediately put his arm around her waist and kissed her back unceremoniously.
