There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

She bit her lip lightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

The promises he had made and the scenes they had experienced together flooded his mind, instantly destroying Jiang Mo's reason and clarity. Before Yan Lingji could finish speaking, he pulled her into a tight embrace.

Cold lips met burning lips.

"Well……"

A look of satisfaction, like a wish fulfilled, welled up in Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes. A look of ecstasy appeared on her face, and she immediately responded to Jiang Mo's actions, seeking further intimacy.

Chapter 55 I don't mind.

As their lips met, Jiang Mo could feel Yan Lingji's unreserved, burning heat, and even the most hidden emotional fluctuations deep within her heart.

She craved his kiss.

Yet, there's also the fear that it's all just an unrealistic dream...

Her slightly trembling body stirred a ripple in Jiang Mo's heart. He didn't offer words of comfort as usual, but instead reached out and tightly embraced Yan Lingji's slender and firm waist.

Use the most direct action to dispel the other person's unease.

Feeling the slightly rough and impatient movements pry her open, Yan Lingji was somewhat surprised by Jiang Mo's initiative today, but she felt no aversion at all.

Ruo Xue gently raised her arm and wrapped it around Jiang Mo's neck.

From the inside out, she responded to his kiss without reservation, even more actively and proactively sharing the precious thing that she had given to Jiang Mo than Jiang Mo herself.

The feeling of dry mouth and throat made Jiang Mo unable to resist greedily absorbing the sweetness.

The unusual fullness in his mouth prevented him from noticing anything amiss until Yan Lingji's delicate tongue extended deeper into his mouth. Only then did Jiang Mo realize something was wrong.

Gudong~

Something was swallowed down his throat as he subconsciously swallowed, but Jiang Mo did not feel threatened in the slightest.

On the contrary, it evoked a sense of familiarity and nostalgia.

Even though he didn't know what Yan Lingji had fed him along the way, Jiang Mo didn't stop. Instead, he felt the fire in his heart burning brighter and brighter.

It not only makes the blood and qi in the body boil, but also ignites the rationality in one's heart.

The hand that was originally on Yan Lingji's waist had somehow slipped inside her clothes, caressing her slender back, and he could clearly feel the heat of her skin.

Jiang Mo's right hand landed on the jade-like leg that was resting on his knee.

She lingered among the jade-embroidered silk stockings.

Only when the inevitable feeling of suffocation came did they reluctantly separate their lips, but their eyes remained locked at a distance where their breaths mingled.

What did you just feed him?

Feeling the intense desire rising uncontrollably in his heart, Jiang Mo already had a guess in his mind, but he still wanted to ask Yan Lingji for confirmation.

"That's definitely an aphrodisiac, to prevent anyone from trying to desert their post."

Slightly panting, Yan Lingji's eyes were filled with shimmering light, and her feigned smile revealed a captivating charm.

The words that came out of his mouth were quite bold and unrestrained.

Even a respectable young man would blush just hearing a single sentence.

Her lips, as vibrant as flames, were glistening with moisture, and as Yan Lingji spoke, she couldn't help but extend her soft, fragrant tongue to lightly lick her lips.

She seemed to still feel a little unsatisfied with the taste on Jiang Mo's lips.

Jiang Mo didn't answer. He took a deep breath of fresh air and easily discerned the turbulent thoughts swirling in Yan Lingji's mind:

To devour completely, to seduce relentlessly all night long, a perpetual motion machine of lust...

It seemed that some of Jiang Mo's own random thoughts had also been mixed in, making his expression become increasingly subtle.

With a soft sigh, he spoke with a hint of helplessness:

"Is this how you use the 'Eternal Bond Gu'?"

Jiang Mo could barely suppress his own surging desires, but the waves of desire from Yan Lingji surged into his heart like an unstoppable flood.

The love of the one you love.

It is the most incurable poison in the world.

Yan Lingji could clearly sense the desire surging in Jiang Mo's heart, and her face revealed an exceptionally alluring and enjoyable expression, while her overflowing emotions also rose accordingly.

It's a perpetual motion machine, that's it.

With a gentle lift of her jade-like fingers, Yan Lingji, now bolder, caressed Jiang Mo's cheek, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she said, "What, don't you like it, A-Mo? This is a special perk for you~"

"You always have an excuse."

Jiang Mo inhaled the refreshing fragrance emanating from her skin, his hand gradually climbing up her silky legs, and then slapped her rounded buttocks.

"Hmm~"

Yan Lingji's long eyelashes trembled, and the light in her eyes seemed about to overflow. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her tone full of grievance and resentment: "Why did you hit me this time?"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly: "Why do you say that?"

Yan Lingji's cheeks were flushed with a faint blush, like a ripe, pink peach that looked as if you could squeeze juice out of it: "It's my fault for not listening to you before, which almost caused us to be caught by Bai Yifei."

"You know perfectly well, why ask?"

Jiang Mo gently pressed the delicate, alabaster skin on his thigh. He slightly bent his fingertips, hooking the highly resilient stockings, briefly separating them from the skin they were clinging to, before gently releasing them.

With a "snap," the incredibly resilient stockings bounced back.

Waves of flesh rippled across Yu Yanlingji's delicate skin.

Yan Lingji's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head with a pitiful expression, while her already reddened buttocks lifted up with the movement.

Rather than admitting wrongdoing, it seemed more like tempting Jiang Mo to commit further crimes.

He continued to defend himself, saying, "But this isn't my fault, I'm a victim too..."

Jiang Mo raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but slap the plump buttocks again:

"If it's not your fault, then is it mine?"

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and Yan Lingji bit her lip without speaking. She simply looked at Jiang Mo with her eyes brimming with tears, but the resentment in her heart still reached his.

The action of having Jiang Mo family members administer the punishment stopped.

She was indeed blaming herself.

It's strange that he left for so many years without returning, leaving behind only those few things that hold the remnants of the past. How could Yan Ling Ji not regard them as something more important than life itself?

The raised hand slowly fell down.

Gently stroking Yan Lingji's soft hair at the back of her head, Jiang Mo pulled her slightly into his arms, inhaling the increasingly alluring fragrance emanating from her hair, and nibbling at her burning earlobe:

"Don't do that again next time."

"Things can be found again if they are lost, and memories can be relived if they are blurred. The important thing is that it's always just the two of us."

Sensing the lingering fear and worry in Jiang Mo's heart, Yan Lingji obediently admitted her mistake.

She leaned her head against Jiang Mo's chest, listening to the strong, familiar heartbeat, and gently nodded in response.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

However, as Jiang Mo continued to make his move, Yan Lingji suddenly revealed a sly smile: "Is it really just the two of us?"

"What did you say?"

Jiang Mo paused, and in that instant, many figures flashed through his mind. He subconsciously wanted to look up at Yan Lingji's expression, but she stopped him with a gesture.

He pressed Jiang Mo's head down directly.

She seemed poised to murder her husband with a large white pillow, and the words she whispered in Jiang Mo's ear sent chills down his spine:

"Isn't Sister Zi Nu important?"

"Not only that, but I also think there are other sisters I don't recognize. When can you introduce them to me?"

"No way..."

Jiang Mo instinctively tried to argue, but before he could open his mouth, Yan Lingji covered his mouth. Instantly, he felt his nose filled with a rich, warm fragrance, and his vision was completely blocked. He became incredibly busy and had no time to say anything to distract himself.

Yan Lingji's delicate, boneless hand then naturally touched Jiang Mo's chest.

Her slender, white fingers pointed to Jiang Mo's chest, tracing circles around his heart with her fingertips against his skin.

Be honest, you can't fool me!

Tsk, the Eternal Bond Gu! No wonder she insisted on secretly feeding me this again; I was really careless this time!

The only option now is...

Jiang Mo's mind raced, realizing that he couldn't fool her this time. Even if he had a brilliant excuse, Yan Lingji would probably be able to guess his thoughts before he could even utter it.

No matter how clever the lie, it can't fool mind readers!

If I can't explain it, then I won't explain it!

Amidst Yan Lingji's exclamation, Jiang Mo unleashed his full power, responding to her words with the purest and most direct action.

Feeling the surging desire rising in Jiang Mo's heart, Yan Lingji's lips parted slightly.

Her fingers traced the waist of Jiang Mo, gently hooking the belt around his waist. Unable to pull it off easily, she simply burned it to ashes...

The firelight was far away, and the temperature inside the room quietly rose.

Washed away by the overwhelming desires of the mortal world, Jiang Mo had forgotten what he was doing and the high-sounding reason Yan Lingji gave when she ran into the room.

I also have to thank Yan Ling Ji for this.

After she entered the room, the chilling aura within him lessened considerably.

Especially after the other party took advantage of Jiang Mo's unpreparedness and transferred the Eternal Bond Gu to Jiang Mo, the power belonging to the Flame Spirit's support soared to its peak.

They wished they could burn away all the evil and cold energy.

Now, Jiang Mo felt another surge of powerful true energy pouring into his body, like the hottest flames threatening to set him ablaze.

It felt like being in a furnace; in no time, you were soaked in sweat.

Streams of hot air kept rising from all directions above.