Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

The God of War parted his lips slightly and began to speak.

"You saved my life."

"I haven't repaid you yet."

Is there anything you want?

Su Qing said in a very serious tone.

"Ming."

"I don't need a reason to save you."

"As for what I want... whatever I want, whether it's things or people, I'll keep it in my own hands."

His tone was neither hurried nor slow.

Yet it subtly exudes an indescribable domineering and powerful aura.

A blush flashed across the goddess of war's fair face.

He recalled the boy's powerful back as he stood in front of him in the Great Luo Cave Heaven.

Tall and imposing.

It gave her an unprecedented sense of security.

This was a feeling the God of War had never experienced before.

She made up her mind and said.

"Then I will repay your kindness in my own way."

"how?"

"Okay."

Su Qing readily agreed, and leisurely watched the God of War, who had unknowingly regained his composure.

Donghuang Ming released the boy's arm, stepped back a little, and knelt down on half a piece of bluestone.

She bit her lip.

She raised one hand.

She pressed down on the hem of her skirt at her waist, and then—

Slowly, slowly, she lifted the skirt, which was as soft as thin sand, little by little.

The God of War's skin was as white as snow, like the purest and cleanest ice and snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

A slender and perfect waist.

With each movement, she was gradually exposed to the air.

Its lines are tight and it's so delicate it could be held in one hand.

The skirt was pulled higher and higher.

Gradually, it got to a point where even the vest could be clearly seen.

Chapter 388 My Military Goddess Sister Is Acting Strangely by Undressing Me

The skirt, held by slender fingers, was pulled up to the chin by the God of War.

She tilted her head slightly upwards.

He barely managed to maintain his aloof and dignified demeanor as a military god.

But the long eyelashes that covered her cold eyes were trembling incessantly, revealing the extreme turmoil in her heart at this moment.

The wind blows through the valley.

It seems a bit chilly.

The God of War could clearly feel a light layer of goosebumps rising on his body.

It's not entirely because of the cold.

More than anything, it was the boy's gaze.

Su Qing did not make a move.

But that gaze seemed to solidify, carrying an oppressive sense of pressure and the temperature of volcanic magma.

Just being watched.

The military genius couldn't take it anymore.

Although I have made up my mind.

But after all, it was her first time doing something like this.

That's really putting people in a difficult position.

"Ok!"

suddenly.

A muffled groan escaped from between the red lips and pearly teeth of the God of War.

Su Qing finally made her move.

Her fingers traced a few steps on the bluestone, then curled up the God of War's long, black hair that had fallen to the ground.

The tiny curls at the tips of the fingers wrapped intimately and ambiguously around the boy's fingertips, as if they were snuggling together.

A familiar, strange feeling swept over the God of War once again.

His once steady body began to tremble slightly, almost uncontrollably.

The war god could barely stand.

But the annoying boy not only showed no sign of stopping, but instead intensified his antics.

He would play with her black hair, sometimes curling it up, sometimes taking out a thin string to tie it into a ponytail.

What's even more outrageous is.

He even had the leisure to braid the long hair in his hands!

He bent down and casually picked up a wild rose, tying it to his braid—and surprisingly, his skill was quite good.

Unfortunately, the God of War no longer has the heart to appreciate it.

Without realizing it, she had already bitten her lip hard.

His once straight back had also bent over.

Right now, I only have one thought in my head: I want to pull my hair back!

Excited heart, trembling hands.

at last.

The war god could no longer hold onto the hem of his clothes.

His fingertips trembled, and his body leaned forward.

I don't know if it's really just a coincidence.

With a tearing sound.

The palace dress caught on an exceptionally sharp stone, like a blade, which sliced ​​the dress open at the angle the god of war had lifted.

A perfectly good piece of fabric, and suddenly almost half of it is gone.

This is fine.

She doesn't need to go through the trouble of stimulating him anymore.

The elegant and gorgeous palace dress was transformed into a "crop top" in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful."

Su Qing casually grabbed the Goddess of War's shoulder with one hand to support her, while her other hand seemingly casually brushed against the Goddess of War's cool, silky waist. She smiled.

"Ming."

"Are you trying to throw yourself into my arms?"

"..."

Her body trembled as she bit her lip.

A pair of usually cold eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of resentment at this moment.

She was sure.

This person definitely did it on purpose!

They still insist on pretending to be harmless and knowing nothing!

"ah!"

Before the military genius could even voice his accusations.

She felt a sudden weight on her body.

next moment.

Bluestone was then pasted onto his back.

She was completely restrained and unable to move, like a weak woman who could only be slaughtered at will.

The goddess of war blushed slightly.

A glint flashed in his cold eyes.

finally coming?

The moment has arrived for the God of War, who has already decided to boldly pursue love, but he can't help but feel nervous.

She instinctively pushed him away, her eyes darting around.

"what are you doing?"

"puff."

Su Qing chuckled softly.

The aloof military genius's act of pretending to be ignorant when he clearly knows the truth is actually quite endearing.

Cute.

The young man suppressed the aloof military god, while casually glancing over her long black hair and the smooth, firm waist beneath her "accidentally" torn clothes.

Youyou said.

"Alright then, Ming."

"I'll do whatever you want me to do, okay?"

"What?"

The God of War slowly opened his eyes.

Let her explain it herself?

No.

Does she really have to bring this up herself?

This isn't mentioned in the book!

Moreover, this current state is already shameful enough for a military genius.

If it weren't for her will being as strong as iron and as firm as a rock.

They probably all fled in panic under the boy's burning gaze.

And you want me to say those things in person?

Despite his aloof demeanor, the military genius was surprisingly naive in this regard, leaving him momentarily bewildered.