flstandardbreds Chapter 149 The Cold-blooded Supervisor of the East Factory vs. the Vicious Aunt in the Deep Palace
Chapter 149 The Cold-blooded Supervisor of the East Factory vs. the Vicious Aunt in the Deep Palace
Yingsi looked at his hands being manipulated at will, her eyes turned, and she said jokingly, "I am going to write down a little wish, would you like to help me fulfill it, sir?"
Hearing this, Wei Xuanzhi turned his head slightly, and his dark pupils met hers unexpectedly. His gaze froze and his eyelashes drooped slightly.
He lowered his eyes to look at the tempting lips, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Write it well and it will be as you wish."
The curled eyelashes on the opposite side fluttered twice, suddenly curved into a crescent, and the eyes turned into a river of stars, forming a harmonious arc with the corners of the mouth.
"Aren't you afraid that I will blackmail you?"
There was a smile in her tone, and even the slightly curly hair on her temples fluttered a few times, making her look more charming.
The hand he was holding tightened unconsciously, he pursed his lips, his deep pupils shone with a gleam, and his charm was rippling.
It seems that the more I don't want to be controlled by her, the more I will be attracted to every detail of her.
It's like a poisoned tonic. You can never guess whether her purpose is to kill you or to save your life...
She should be absolutely sure that she can play with his heart, but she always reveals her fatal weakness as a prey, making you think she is already in your pocket, but you are always afraid that she will attack back if you get close.
You are unwilling to give up the delicious food right in front of you, so you can only endure her non-aggressive resistance and always follow behind her and follow her footsteps.
Finally, he indulged in this kind of self-torture, and his soul was sucked away bit by bit by her...
He calmly withdrew his gaze, as if the chaotic thoughts in his heart had never surged.
"What do you want to write?"
Yingsi had no idea that she had been imagined as either a prey or a hunter.
Still staring at his wrapped hands, he thought for a moment, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he slowly uttered a few words lazily.
"My heart is filled with love..."
She murmured softly with her lips, her posture casual yet seductive.
Wei Xuanzhi calmed himself down, put aside his worries, held her hand, and wrote the font he was most familiar with, stroke by stroke.
"I don't know what it means..."
The shaking hands paused.
Yingsi glanced at it quietly and urged: "Hurry up and write, it's not finished yet..."
Wei Xuanzhi glanced at the corners of her lips that were slightly raised, the mist in his eyes gradually thickened, and his fingertips unconsciously exerted more force.
"Keep it in your heart, how can you forget it..."
As her lips closed, the last stroke fell.
Wei Xuanzhi repeated the word silently, and his heart seemed to be bitten gently by something, with numbness and a dull pain.
Yingsi picked up the written words with satisfaction, admired them, and blew them gently.
Finally, fold it up again and put it in an envelope.
"Okay, this is the first love letter you gave me. I will keep it well."
Her eyebrows were curved and the smile on her lips never stopped.
Putting down the pen, Wei Xuanzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly. He lifted her chin slightly with his fingertips so that she could only look at him. There seemed to be endless tenderness hidden in his eyes.
"Did anyone from Guangling Palace give you any trouble today?"
Yingsi waved her hand nonchalantly: "No, there is no way that old man could make things difficult for me. The Queen is very protective of her children. Sister Youlan came before I even left the house."
After a pause, she continued, "Of course. I heard that it was the Master who went to Changqiu Palace to release the news. It was mainly because of the Master's protection. It can be seen that the Master is a man of his words."
Wei Xuanzhi's lips corners unconsciously raised, and he suddenly bent down and approached her face, his eyes lingering on her lips.
"Then may I ask for your thanks..."
what is this.
Ying didn't even think about it, she just opened her lips and said: "Thank you..."
After she uttered only one word, he chuckled and kissed her gently, swallowing the rest of her words.
Yingsi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes and watched him touch her lips very lightly, as if he was tasting some delicacy.
Completely different from his previous horrifying look of wanting to dismember her and swallow her, this was a caring kiss, an involuntary one after trying hard to restrain himself.
This is what love looks like.
It was a love that didn't require her to ask, guess, or test again.
Come to think of it, the favorability has reached 90, and it would be impolite to be unsure.
The candlelight on the desk began to flicker as her breathing deepened.
His fingertips touched her waist, but suddenly stopped. His narrow eyes, full of charm, slightly opened a little, and seeing her slightly red face, he reluctantly separated his fingers from her red lips by half a finger, and then asked her in a very restrained voice:
"Do you want it..."
Even a domineering and overbearing man like him had learned to ask for her opinion.
Yingsi didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this moment.
How to answer this kind of question so that you appear to be reserved enough but will not harm your future interests?
After all, she is not a woman who can control herself even if she has a handsome man in her arms.
Her eyes were empty for a moment, and finally she came back to her senses and looked into his dark eyes. There was no coercion, force, or threat in them.
But she felt that he was seducing her.
There was no sign of retreat on his face, and his two arms were wrapped around the desk.
As if he knew that she was attracted by his beauty, every blink of his eyes was in slow motion, tempting her to come closer.
So she didn't want to be outdone, so she leaned on the desk, slightly leaning back, and looked at him quietly.
Her waist-length hair fell on the narrow desk. Next to it was a covered candle. The candlelight stretched her black hair and cast an image on the wall.
From Wei Xuanzhi's perspective, it looked like a raccoon cat had just transformed into a graceful girl, and every flicker of the candlelight was like the girl's shy invitation.
As he waited for a long time without seeing a response, his Adam's apple moved more and more frequently, so he finally let out a breath, closed his eyes and sighed.
"Forget it...you should get some rest early."
Yingsi frowned: Oh no, I’ve been too reserved!
The domineering president is no longer domineering!
As he turned around, a finger suddenly hooked his belt from behind.
There was a noticeable tightening around his waist, Wei Xuanzhi's breathing stagnated, and he slowly turned around.
Yingsi was glaring at him with displeasure on her face.
As if to say: How tactless! Do you really have to force me to have sex with you?
So he lowered his eyes and chuckled, hooked his fingers around hers and pulled gently, and she naturally came into his arms.
I could still hear her murmuring faintly: "This doesn't count as throwing myself into someone's arms. I'm not a casual person..."
Even as she said this, her hands did not stop unbuckling his belt, as if she was afraid that he would run away again and did not want to give him a chance to regret it.
So she must have forgotten that the person who couldn't control himself from the beginning was another person.
Apparently, no one wants to think about this question at this moment...
Before the candle burned out, the two extremely fitting figures finally overlapped.
After chasing the waves and washing the sand, Wei Xuanzhi lowered his eyes and saw that her hair was sweating all over her shoulders, her long black hair was scattered messily on the pillow, and even a few strands were stuck to her exposed chest, winding and twisting, extremely charming...
It seems that describing her as a fairy is already an understatement...
Then, with the last ray of light, he saw the obvious blue pinch marks on both sides of her shoulders, as well as a few visible fingerprints.
His fingertips touched it lightly, his brows tightened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
But when his gaze shifted to her face again, there was a tenderness that only she could see.
He ruffled her damp hair and gently pressed his lips against her, causing the already soundly asleep person to moan.
So he curled his eyes and leaned forward again, letting her flutter on the waves...