Gu Yue is in a very good mood at the moment. Now she is sitting on Kong Ming'an, and this guy is leaning against the sofa now, so her sight is higher than him now. This kind of physical condescension brings her A subtle sense of psychological superiority made her feel that this guy was already under her control. She calmed down and maintained a cold voice, with a high attitude and a hint of interrogation in her voice. "You took action against Qiu'er?"
Kong Ming'an looked at her as if she was going to attack the enemy, raised her eyebrows slightly, and understood in her heart, and then said calmly, "I have always abided by the contract and did not take the initiative to attack Qiu'er."
Gu Yue reacted immediately. "So... it was Qiu'er who took the initiative?"
Kong Ming'an nodded, with a casual chuckle at the corner of his mouth, "Well, the offensive is quite fierce. Sometimes, it's really hard to resist."
As he spoke, his hand that was originally resting on her waist naturally slipped down and pressed against the exposed skin of her waist. The silky touch and slightly cool body temperature came to him. Because of the special tailoring of Maid Outfit, his palm fit her delicate waistline with almost no obstruction. Gu Yue's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and her waist tightened instantly, but then, she forced herself to relax again, feeling slightly annoyed, did you touch me if I asked you to do so?! Now I am First-Class God! I am no longer the one who let you make me round and flat!
She subconsciously wanted to use her strength to flick that hand away, and even wanted to teach him a lesson with a backhand, but then she remembered the contract she had made with this guy. Qiu Ji took the initiative, and according to the contract, she had to be responsible for compensation.
This thought made her move for a moment, and then she gave up the idea of resisting. It was just a touch. It didn't matter, so she took it as compensation. So, instead of resisting, she moved closer, almost putting the weight of her upper body on his shoulders. Then, the corner of her lips was close to his ear, and in a slightly slowed down tone, with a Sisi deliberately imitated tone, she said slowly, "Then I'll pay it back for her."
After the words fell, she took the initiative to bow her head and blocked his mouth with a "I take charge" momentum. The moment their lips and teeth met, a familiar and heart-stopping touch and breath came to her. Gu Yue only felt clear warmth and strength coming from the place where her waist was held by that hand. Her body softened involuntarily, but then she felt that she couldn't do this. She was Second-Grade Deity before and was suppressed by this guy. Now she is First-Class God. If she can't get back some initiative, wouldn't her strength be restored in vain?!
She closed her eyes, abandoned distracting thoughts, and tried to grasp the rhythm firmly. With a hint of tyrannical jerkiness, she put her hands around his neck and pushed herself over hard. Time passed quietly in the quiet and warming air. For a long time, Gu Yue only felt that her breathing was becoming more and more rapid, and waves of unfamiliar soreness and weakness surged deep in her body, as if her strength was being withdrawn little by little, and she was about to reach the point where Limit could maintain her dominance.
Finally, just before her breath was completely disordered, she tilted her head back suddenly and took the initiative to end it. She put her hands on his shoulders, a strand of hair stuck to the slightly moist corners of her lips, her chest heaved, and she closed her eyes and gasped softly, trying to calm down the madness as calmly as possible. After a while, she adjusted her breathing and opened her eyes again, meeting the pair of eyes that had been staring at her. The water in the black eyes was gleaming, but she still tried to maintain her coolness. She snorted softly and said calmly, "What, is that enough?"
However, Kong Ming'an just looked at her intently, and then shook his head, with a hint of smile in his voice, "That's not enough. Qiu'er is very proactive. This is not enough."
He emphasized the word "active", and Gu Yue frowned slightly, feeling that this guy was really greedy and still not satisfied after all this.
Although she also wanted more... but she couldn't bear it anymore...
I don't know why, but I feel that my body is weak and I can't exert my strength for some reason. If I really continue, I probably won't be able to bear it anymore...
Thinking like this, Gu Yue looked at him with indifferent eyes, and then coldly refused. "I think it's enough."
Kong Ming'an didn't speak anymore, just shook his head, Gu Yue frowned, and was about to say something more, but the next moment, the arm around her waist suddenly exerted force, and her already weak body could not withstand the force. Almost instantly, the whole person fell forward uncontrollably, and fell into him again. In her arms, even the words she tried to say were accurately blocked. Different from the temptation and tyranny when she took the lead just now, this time, with a stronger sense of control, the familiar crisp breath accompanied by a sweet feeling flowed between her lips and teeth. The powerlessness in her body came like a tide, almost drowning her mind. No... If this goes on, she will really...
After a brief panic, Gu Yue did not hesitate and tried to mobilize her strength, trying to shake this guy away slightly and regain a little space. However, the moment she Divine Power moved slightly...
A Silver Radiance Soul Power that seemed to have quietly established a connection with her a long time ago merged into her body instantly as if she had been prepared for it!
No, here we go again?!
Gu Yue couldn't stand it anymore. She watched helplessly as the familiar connection of Martial Soul Fusion Skill was unilaterally forcibly established on her body. Immediately, her control over her body and energy was lost as quickly as Xue Beng. Once again, the god she was so high on fell into a mortal with nothing, and the familiar feeling of powerlessness swept through her body again.
This guy... can he do this? When she is already First-Class God?!
Gu Yue's eyes widened slightly, and the depths of his eyes, which were somewhat disbelieving, reflected Kong Ming'an's smiling eyes that were very close at hand. Suddenly, Gu Yue understood something, this guy...
It's intentional!!!
She tried to struggle, but all her movements were in vain, like a butterfly trapped in a soft spider web. All resistance was extremely weak, and she could only make vague whimpering sounds. For a long time, until Gu Yue felt that she was about to fall into coma due to lack of oxygen and weakness, Kong Ming'an finally let go of her, Gu Yue's body was limp in his arms, her eyes were hazy, her black eyes were filled with mist, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she was breathing in air. After a long time, she raised her eyes, but she was no longer as high-minded as before, "It's almost... almost right?"
The voice was weak, with a soft begging for mercy that she didn't even notice. Kong Ming'an shook her head, her fingertips brushed her hot and smooth cheeks, and her voice had a hint of a smile, "It's... still early."
Gu Yue's expression changed slightly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. He didn't know what he was going to do next. Then, Kong Ming'an approached the tip of her red ear, using almost the same movements as hers just now, and whispered in her ear, "I want to see... your tail."