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

That gaze was incredibly gentle.

It makes you feel like you're being treated with complete devotion by the person in front of you.

"Ming, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Hiss. That's kind of scary."

"I have a feeling that I'm about to die."

"But it's okay, let's begin."

He rubbed his arms.

The boy spoke frankly and chuckled.

"..."

She cleared her throat.

A cool little hand covered the boy's eyes, her voice carrying a hint of coquettish dissatisfaction.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Since you need to rest, close your eyes."

The boy brushed his eyelashes across his palm a few times.

Finally, Su Qing sighed dramatically and said...

"Ok."

Then she gently closed her eyes.

The God of War looked at his calm features.

I thought about it.

Said slowly.

"Then... let me tell you the stories I heard in the army."

Silent night.

The moonlight was cool and clear.

The God of War's voice flowed gently in my ears like a babbling brook.

Calm the mind.

Say something.

This was indeed an unexpected pleasure.

The sound in my ears was like heavenly music, as cold as jade.

Talking and talking.

The war god then covered him with a blanket with concern and affection.

Move gently.

The sensation of soft fingers brushing against the skin is truly delightful.

Everything is fine.

That's right...

The story this person told was absolutely ridiculous.

How could he forget?

Dong Huangming grew up in the military.

None of the stories I heard were anything serious.

Others talk about elves and fairy tales.

She spoke of wandering spirits and mass graves.

Brothers killing each other, eerie winds and ghostly formations in remote places, and the legendary monsters that rip out people's hearts and livers...

If it weren't for Su Qing's strong mental fortitude...

Let's not even talk about now.

I can't sleep tonight.

But...

For Su Qing.

The content of the story is not important.

The most important thing is the beautiful woman's gentle voice.

So... never mind.

endured.

Listen, listen.

The gentle voice gradually faded away.

"Su Qing?"

"are you asleep?"

Dong Huangming looked closely at the boy's face.

His breathing was even and deep.

It didn't respond to my gentle calling.

So, when Su Qing couldn't see...

A deep sense of longing welled up in the eyes of the war god.

She finally confirmed it.

I really can't bear to part with this person.

They deliberately came to the Su residence.

A private invitation.

I thought I could finally fulfill my wish.

result……

Yet it seemed even more reluctant to part with it.

Ugh.

Su Qing is a person.

It really is unpredictable all the time.

The God of War's body trembled slightly.

The corrosive power within his body surged ever more fiercely.

The weakness and excruciating pain made her bite her lower lip gently.

She gently wiped away the cold sweat that had seeped from her forehead.

He took a big gulp of wine.

Strong drink in throat.

No use.

But at least it offers some comfort.

The boy was still fast asleep.

Although he is usually unreliable.

When he gets really mean, you just want to beat him up.

They showed no respect for themselves, and instead... flirted with them from time to time.

He doesn't seem like a good man at all.

But she had to admit it.

My heart is indeed captivated by the person in front of me.

Yeah.

I closed my eyes briefly.

I took a sip of wine.

She pursed her lips, which were tinged with a cool white by the moonlight.

The usually aloof and reserved God of War.

He actually bent down on his own initiative.

The cold lips were reflected on the boy's mouth.

that moment.

The boy, who should have been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

"!"

what happened?

Want to retreat.

But it was too late.

How could Su Qing possibly let go of a beauty who offered herself up?

Press down on the back of her head.

The wine has a mellow aroma.

They were intertwined.

Dong Huangming initially offered only slight resistance.

But they quickly gave up the struggle.

After a while.

Su Qing gently released the person in her arms.

The woman, whose beauty was as exquisite as a flower on a high mountain, still had pale lips, but her cheeks were flushed with a vibrant red.

Extremely Beautiful.

in the past.

Facing this situation.

If he didn't press his advantage and continue his winning streak, he wouldn't be Su Qing.

But at the moment.

The boy's expression, however, was somewhat solemn.

"Ming."

"Can you tell me now?"

"What exactly happened?"

a few days ago.

He sensed that something was wrong with Dong Huangming.

We met today.

This is even more unusual.

He's not a fool.