Confessing to Qian Renxue

If not sculpted by heaven and earth, how could she be this captivating?

She possessed every virtue a woman could possibly have.

Seeing Feng Hao staring blankly at her, Qian Renxue felt delighted inside.

A woman adorned herself for the one who pleased her.

Still, she said, "It's not as exaggerated as you make it sound. Little Hao, your eyes are about to fall out."

Feng Hao stepped closer and said, "Sister Xue'er, do you know? Seeing you like this, I suddenly don't want you to return to your female identity in the future."

"Why?" she asked curiously.

"Because I don't want anyone else to see how beautiful you are. I only want to be the one to see it," Feng Hao said greedily.

"Pfft! Little Hao, you really know how to spout nonsense to make people happy." Qian Renxue was practically blooming with joy at his words.

"Ding! Capturing Goddess's Heart!"

"Option One: Confess to Qian Renxue. Reward: Three-legged Golden Crow Third Spirit Ring, 100,000-Year Soul Ring."

"Option Two: Give the body, not the heart. Reward: Taiji Diagram Third Spirit Ring, 100,000-Year Soul Ring."

Nonsense. Of course I want both her body and heart.

Even if the rewards for the two choices were nearly identical, and even if the first reward were inferior to the second, Feng Hao would still confess to Qian Renxue without the slightest hesitation.

He liked her, and she had feelings for him too.

Why wouldn't he confess?

Feng Hao took Qian Renxue's hand, dropped to one knee, and assumed a proposal pose.

"Little Hao, what are you doing?" Qian Renxue had no idea what this meant. She only found it strange that he had knelt on one knee.

"Sister Xue'er, do you remember what I told you when we parted back then?" Feng Hao asked.

"You said so much. How would I know which thing you mean?" Qian Renxue said haughtily.

"I said that when I came to Heaven Dou City, it would be when I confessed to you."

"Now, are you willing to be my girlfriend? Let me take care of you and cherish you for the rest of my life."

Feng Hao spoke with deep affection. After saying that, he gazed at Qian Renxue and waited for her answer.

"I..."

Qian Renxue had never expected him to be confessing to her. She was usually decisive and capable, but this still caught her completely off guard.

Looking at Feng Hao's affectionate, sincere eyes, she found it hard to imagine how heartbroken he would be if she rejected him.

And if Feng Hao was heartbroken, she would feel terrible too.

Although she felt it was too soon, she believed that no one else in this life would ever make her heart race again.

In the end, she nodded firmly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's.

"I'm willing!"

Feng Hao immediately stood up and swept Qian Renxue into his arms.

In the study, he was happy as a child.

He held Qian Renxue and spun around several times on the spot. Then he looked at her and kissed her rosy lips.

As he drew close, the breath of the man she loved brushed continuously against her nose, making Qian Renxue feel dazed.

Qian Renxue responded clumsily, her breathing gradually growing ragged.

The two kept pausing for breath, while Feng Hao's hands began wandering over Qian Renxue's body.

Qian Renxue was utterly lost in the moment and did not stop him.

Besides, Feng Hao's touch made her feel incredibly comfortable, and little by little, she began to enjoy the sensation.

Even though reason told her this was inappropriate in the study and that she should refuse—

The comfort of instinct quickly overwhelmed her reason.

Before instinct, reason was utterly defenseless.

The long kiss ended, and Feng Hao pulled away from her.

Qian Renxue's face was flushed like sunset clouds, her eyes hazy.

Looking at Feng Hao, she murmured, "Little Hao, not here!"

"No one would dare disturb you here. I want you now, Sister Xue'er."

He buried his face in Qian Renxue's fair neck, kissing this natural work of art.

His hand gently caressed Qian Renxue's ample chest, stroking it slowly.

"Little Hao, d-don't..."

"His Highness the Crown Prince, Sect Master Ning has come to see you." Just then, a servant's voice suddenly sounded from outside.

The moment she heard it, Qian Renxue jolted in fright.

She instantly came to her senses and hurriedly pushed Feng Hao away, doing her best to calm herself down.

She instructed the servant, "Go receive Teacher first. I'll deal with something here and come shortly."

"Yes!" The servant accepted the order and quickly withdrew.

Qian Renxue glanced at Feng Hao's hand, which was still inside her collar, and said with feigned anger, "Are you not taking it out yet?"

"I'll call this naughty hand back right away." Feng Hao reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Looking at her disheveled clothes, Qian Renxue sighed. "Good thing Teacher suddenly came to see me. Otherwise, I really might have muddleheadedly done something with you here."

"As long as we're both happy, what does it matter where we are? No one would see us anyway," Feng Hao said carelessly.

"You and your crooked logic. Turn around," Qian Renxue said.

"What are you going to do, Sister Xue'er?" Feng Hao asked curiously.

"I'm changing clothes. Do you expect me to meet someone looking like this?" Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at him.

"Alright!" Feng Hao agreed readily and turned around.

"No peeking."

Seeing how readily he agreed, Qian Renxue knew he would not behave himself, so she warned him again.

"Don't worry, Sister Xue'er. I definitely won't peek." Feng Hao raised his hand as he spoke.

Qian Renxue watched him for a while. Only after confirming that he had not turned around to peek did she begin to remove her clothes.

Hearing the rustling sounds, Feng Hao's heart itched unbearably. He could not resist glancing back once before swiftly turning around again.

After taking off her women's clothing, Qian Renxue stored it in her Soul Tool and changed back into Xue Qinghe's attire.

While she was getting dressed, Feng Hao peeked several more times.

Her skin was like creamy jade, with not a trace of excess flesh on her body, yet she did not look thin.

Any more would make her seem plump; any less would make her seem slender.

As she was now, she was perfect.

After changing, she used the disguise Spirit Skill of her spirit bone to transform into Xue Qinghe again.

As she slowly arranged her hair, she said to Feng Hao, "You can turn around now!"

"Oh!"

Feng Hao turned around. Seeing her as she was now, he had to admit that this disguise Spirit Skill was truly impressive.

It was difficult to connect her current appearance with how she had looked moments ago.

"Do I look good?"

"Beautiful!"

Qian Renxue had asked casually, and Feng Hao answered instinctively.

Only after the words left his mouth did he realize what he had said.

But it was too late.

Qian Renxue shot him a seductive glare and said, "I knew you couldn't be trusted."

"If Sister Xue'er knows I can't be trusted, why haven't you thrown me out?" Feng Hao asked in confusion.

"You're having a hard time now, aren't you?" Qian Renxue looked at him with enchanting eyes, her gaze tender as water.

"Mm!" Feng Hao was feeling far worse than merely uncomfortable. With her teasing gaze added on top of it, he felt as though he were about to explode.

"Serves you right for suffering, hmph!" Qian Renxue said smugly.

"Just watch me teach you a lesson." Feng Hao stepped forward, picked her up, and pressed her onto the desk.

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