The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Ye Chen was puzzled for a moment, she never lighted incense, but this incense was so light that it was almost inaudible.

"Ye Chen, will you stay by my side forever?" Qiong Ying asked suddenly.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with blazing eyes, and said firmly and pleadingly: "Yes, I will."

Qiongying smiled with satisfaction, and asked again: "Does everything about you belong to me?"

"Yes." Ye Chen nodded firmly, everything about him was bestowed by her, of course everything about him belonged to her.

"Does your body and mind belong to me?" Qiong Ying continued to ask.

"Yes." Ye Chen replied without hesitation, with a dignified and serious expression.

"Very good, remember what you said." Qiong Ying's eyes shifted, a trace of mystery flashed across her.

"I won't forget." Ye Chen felt a little excited, she would keep him forever, forever.

"It's getting late, let's go to bed." Qiong Ying thought it was better to go to bed at this time, and it was better to go earlier.

Since they had just finished bathing, both of them didn't wear much and could stay until they fell asleep.

The main candles were extinguished, leaving a few feeble wall lamps.

The gauze curtain was lowered, and the entire bedroom was filled with a hazy atmosphere, and there was also a faint scent of incense.

Ye Chen was lying on his back very formally, in a healthy standard sleeping position.

Qiongying was lying on his side, propping his head with one hand, staring at him with deep eyes, exuding a charming aura around him.

"Don't you want to sleep?" Ye Chen felt uncomfortable when she saw her, and seeing that she wasn't sleepy, he couldn't fall asleep either.

"It's still early." Qiongying's voice was low, the hands under the quilt were already warm, and she quietly moved to him, as if she was groping for something.

Ye Chen's whole body froze, her eyes widened suddenly, and she couldn't help but hold her breath, what was she going to do?

Qiongying watched his reaction, her hand had touched his waist, moved up a little, and finally found the belt, pulled lightly, and the clothes instantly loosened.

"Qiong Ying..." Ye Chen didn't move, but he could feel the only clothes on his body loosen.

"Yechen." Qiongying responded nonchalantly, and with another tug of her hand, she tore off her clothes.

Her hands wandered over his chest, taking off his clothes one by one.

Ye Chen was like five thunderbolts, as if something was hitting his nerves, the numbness in his chest spread to his whole body, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Ye Chen, raise your hand." Qiong Ying wanted to take off his sleeve, but couldn't.

"..." Ye Chen looked at her in shock, his body remained motionless, and only then did he realize that she was taking off his clothes.

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Qiongying pulled hard twice.

Suddenly, there was a hiss, the sound of silk breaking.

Qiongying blinked her eyes, and it turned out that it could be done like this, which would save time.

"Qiong Ying, what are you going to do..." Ye Chen asked nervously, immediately reached out and grabbed her hand, holding it in the palm of his hand.

"Didn't you just say that your body and mind belong to me?" Qiong Ying easily broke free from his hand, and continued to grope under the quilt.

"I..." Ye Chen's face turned red in an instant, he just hoped to serve her, and he never thought about it.

"Are you going to talk back?" Qiong Ying leaned forward, and breath fell on his ear.

The distance was shortened in an instant, her hair was entangled, and her lips almost touched his face.

Ye Chen suffocated for breath, his body backed away, his heartbeat seemed to be overflowing, and his ears gradually became hot from the base of his neck to his neck.