Kong Ming'an paused for a moment, then raised his hand and gently patted the girl's slightly tight back. A gentle Spiritual Power flowed quietly, guiding the girl to relax her overly tense nerves and muscles. After a while, she felt the warmth in her arms. Kong Ming'an's body relaxed slightly, and Kong Ming'an's arms exerted a little force. With gentle movements, he hugged the girl and adjusted his posture to make himself sit more stable. At the same time, the contact between the two was no longer so stiff. Then, the movements between his lips and teeth became relaxed, He began to try to guide the movements of the girl in his arms, trying to bring this somewhat disastrous kiss back to a relatively normal track. Finally, under his earnest temptation, the body of the girl in his arms gradually softened and was no longer so stiff. She opened her eyes slightly, with a glaze-like expression. The red color was covered with a layer of light mist, and her consciousness seemed a little blurry. However, her body gradually learned something. She hooked her hands around his neck and actively and gently pushed herself upwards. The entire weight of her body rested on his arms, responding to the oral guidance.
Time passed slowly, and the girl's breathing became heavier, as if her consciousness was about to be completely lost, but the next moment, Kong Ming'an let go of her hand, her lips and teeth separated, and the silk thread hung down. Kong Ming'an gently held the girl's slender but powerful waist, looking at her arms. Her eyes were covered with mist, her cheeks were lightly flushed, her face was still a little confused, and she said angrily, "Are you satisfied?"
Qiu'er was in a trance, paused for a few seconds, her eyes gradually returned to clarity, and she raised her eyes. Her steamy eyes stared straight at Kong Ming'an, her voice was weak and a little unconvinced. "What do you mean... satisfied?"
She took small breaths and calmed down her fast heartbeat bit by bit. This feeling of experiencing it for the first time was extremely unfamiliar to her. Although she had rehearsed it many times in her mind and was mentally prepared, the actual practice was still beyond her control. She originally planned to kiss for about ten seconds. Right, it's enough to show attitude and determination. Maybe this guy can't help but take the next step, and she will just lie down and cooperate. However, the result is that as soon as she goes up to A, her mind goes blank, and then it times out without knowing it, and then... unknowingly, she becomes a little addicted...
Qiu'er shook her head, getting rid of those messy thoughts, her eyes became firm again, and then she recalled her ultimate goal. She stared at Kong Ming'an again, with a stubborn tone. "You have kissed me now, can you... can you let Mistress Sister go?"
Hearing this, Kong Ming'an shook his head and explained, "There is really nothing between me and Gu Yue like you imagine..."
"Lie!" Qiu'er immediately interrupted his words, and came closer again, almost nose to nose, staring into his eyes, with an excited tone, "You lied to me!" She paused, as if thinking of some possibility, a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes Wrath, "Do you want to deny it?"
Kong Ming'an:"----"
He was speechless for a while. If I remember correctly, I just kissed you and didn't proceed to other steps, right? Why does your tone sound like I've already done something to you?
Am I that fast?
He sighed, his tone still helpless. "My Maid Miss, can you please be reasonable? You just took the initiative to kiss me indiscriminately, right? Why are you still blaming me now?"
Qiu'er was choked by what he said and was speechless for a moment, but she quickly frowned and confirmed her thoughts. Sure enough, this guy is not a good person!
If this guy really didn't want to, couldn't he just push her away just now? Why did he continue and even... guide her?
It's obvious that this guy doesn't refuse anyone who comes!
Thinking of this, Qiu'er couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in her heart. She felt that she might have been a little impulsive, but the matter was at this point, and there was no turning back. She was unwilling to give up.
Anyway... after all the kisses, I have nothing to say about my innocence in front of him.
Qiu'er's heart skipped a beat, and a trace of desperate determination flashed in his eyes. Then he raised his hand fiercely, grabbed the Maid Outfit skirt on his chest, and tore it outward with all his strength -
"Stab--!"
The sound of the tearing fabric was very clear in the quiet room. Kong Ming'an had quick eyes and quick hands. Before the skirt was completely torn apart, he grabbed Qiu'er's wrist and stopped her from continuing this crazy move. "You have something to say!"
He didn't want Dragon King Miss to explode. If he just kissed Qiu'er, and Qiu'er took the initiative, Dragon King Miss might be angry and bite him when he found out, but It is still within the controllable range, but if he really has a substantial relationship with Qiu'er, the nature will be completely different. This seriously violates the contract between him and Dragon King Miss, and once the bottom line is broken, trust will be gone.
So, absolutely not... at least, it cannot happen without Dragon King Miss's knowledge or consent.
Qiu'er was held tightly by his wrist and looked up at him. Her beautiful eyes were full of water mist, with deep grievance and a kind of stubbornness to give up. She bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was enduring great humiliation, but she finally calmed down a little. Kong Ming'an looked at her and her tone slowed down slightly. "We have something to talk about, so don't be like this, okay?"
Qiu'er is still staring at him closely. The Maid Outfit that was torn in front of her body is messy and open, revealing the fair skin and graceful collarbones inside. Two white arc curves are exposed in the light and shadow. Outline, before she came here, just to be sure, she had worn a few fewer pieces inside, and the outer layer was torn open, so the inside was naturally visible. However, Qiu Ji did not try to hide it at all, but instead got closer, "Then answer my question."
Kong Ming'an nodded. "You asked."
Qiu'er took a deep breath and asked the question she was most concerned about, "Do you have a contract with Mistress Sister?"
Kong Ming'an replied, "Yes, it is a contract of equality and mutual assistance with the entire Soul Beast Clan. You also know this..."
"That's not it!" Qiu'er interrupted him excitedly, "You know what I'm asking!"
Kong Ming'an shook his head and continued to fulfill the contract, "I really don't know what you are referring to..."
Qiu'er gritted her teeth, feeling that this guy was incompetent, but then an idea flashed in her mind, as if she had grasped some key, and asked, "Have you abided by the contract very much? Have you never violated it?"
Kong Ming'an raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but nodded, "Of course, after all, if I don't abide by it, the contract will have no credibility."
A bit of understanding flashed in Qiu'er's eyes, and he murmured to himself unconsciously, "Yes, that's right, Mistress Sister must have guessed that I would ask you questions, so he signed a contract with you and asked you not to tell me what happened between you, so you kept hiding it..."
Kong Ming'an was inexplicably relieved, but still tried to argue. "It's really not...
"That's it!" Qiu'er understands clearly that when dealing with this guy, sometimes you have to understand his words in reverse!
If you have it, you don't have it; if you don't want it, you just want it!
She looked at Kong Ming'an, her eyes even more determined, with a hint of certainty. "Let's make a deal."