Caressed, kissed, and murmured to with such tenderness, Yao Guang's emotions grew ever more complicated. She had clearly hated this man so much before that she wished him dead, yet now, quietly beneath his caresses, she could not summon the slightest hatred.
In the end, as if fleeing disaster, she said, "Yao Guang is taking over the body. Let me get dressed first."
Qin Yi blinked. "What happens if you don't?"
Yao Guang gritted her teeth, truly wanting to curse him out, but this response echoed in her heart: Don't give it away, Guangguang. If it were me, I'd only grin and say, 'Then don't wear anything. Let her die of rage.'
Holding back her frustration, Yao Guang put on a seductive smile. "Hehe, of course I won't wear anything. Let her die of rage."
Qin Yi was laughing himself to pieces inside, yet outwardly he said, "Forget it. I'll give Yao Guang some face. Since you said we shouldn't always be at daggers drawn, then I'll start. Mm... one last kiss for Master?"
Yao Guang let out a quiet breath and very proactively puckered her little lips against his.
This time, even when his hand moved to certain crucial places, she did not care...
The two shared a long kiss. Qin Yi withdrew his somewhat damp hand and smiled. "Go get dressed."
Yao Guang left his embrace and, walking somewhat unsteadily, went to the corner to fetch and fasten her clothes. The former Heavenly Emperor who had once swept across the Three Realms was actually breaking out in a cold sweat at this moment.
She slowly turned around, her expression returning to Yao Guang's icy frost. "Attend to this. Take Mister Qin to the Celestial Pivot Courtyard to rest. Do not neglect him."
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