The ceremony continued.
Zhu Zhuyun used her clumsy yet gentle and sincere skills to cleanse Ye Qiu of distracting thoughts.
She knelt on one knee before Ye Qiu.
The speed of Zhu Zhuyun's bowing carried a strange rhythm, like a secret code, communicating with heaven and earth, stirring Ye Qiu's nerves.
Sometimes unhurried, sometimes swift as the wind.
Until Ye Qiu realized
that the energy within her had completely burst out of her body, she immediately grabbed Zhu Zhuyun's soft hair.
Not wanting her to waste her efforts
, she shared some of her warmth with her, as she wished.
Ye Qiu's heart also felt cleansed, very peaceful.
Zhu Zhuyun bowed deeply again.
She glanced at Ye Qiu with a gentle look in her eyes, and carefully bowed several more times, as if to conclude the ceremony.
Her throat moved, and she finally raised her head.
She lowered the hand that had been held in front of her and put the object back in its place.
Ye Qiu let out a long sigh of relief. Zhu Zhuyun's gift was truly tender and heartwarming.
Watching Zhu Zhuyun rise and gently touch her lips, Ye Qiu handed her the warm tea.
"Sister Zhuyun,"
Zhu Zhuyun said, shaking her head slightly and pursing her red lips.
She gracefully stepped forward, grabbed Ye Qiu's collar, and nestled into his lap.
Holding Ye Qiu's face, she gazed at him quietly, as if wanting to etch his features into her heart.
Then, she turned her head away, leaning against Ye Qiu.
She softly said,
"I want you to feed me, Xiao Qiu."
"Mm,"
Ye Qiu nodded slightly, taking the teacup and gently bringing it to Zhu Zhuyun's lips.
Watching her slowly sip and accept everything Ye Qiu fed her,
she didn't reject anything about Ye Qiu. She was willing to accept anything from him—those women, including enemies, everything. She had long been prepared.
After finishing the hot tea...
Zhu Zhuyun pursed her red lips, making sure she had finished drinking, before cupping Ye Qiu's face in her hands.
She gradually moved closer to him.
"Xiao Qiu, is this gift to your liking?"
"Sister Zhuyun."
Ye Qiu didn't speak, but instead reached out and embraced her waist, pulling her into his arms. Their hearts were intertwined, and Ye Qiu could deeply feel her softness.
In the dimly lit room,
Ye Qiu gently captured Zhu Zhuyun's red lips with his.
"Mmm~"
Zhu Zhuyun let out a soft moan, her eyes filled with boundless joy, and she awkwardly responded.
This was Ye Qiu's first kiss.
She naturally hoped it would last, obediently cooperating and following Ye Qiu's rhythm. She felt a slight tightness in her conscience, but remained unmoved, simply blushing, hooking her arms around Ye Qiu's neck, and slightly bowing her body to make it easier for him to reach her.
Their passionate kiss seemed to add fuel to the fire in the dimly lit room, raising the temperature slightly.
Soon, Zhu Zhuyun witnessed Ye Qiu's childishness.
Zhu Zhuqing had once told her that Ye Qiu was very childish, loving milk—cat milk, rabbit milk, dragon milk, even alpine grass milk—and he would let them drink it too. However, they all used Ye Qiu's straws, while Ye Qiu childishly insisted on using a pacifier, which seemed quite strange.
But Ye Qiu's daily life with Ning Rongrong and the other girls was just that simple and unpretentious.
"Xiao Qiu,"
Zhu Zhuyun softly called, gently cradling Ye Qiu's head in her arms. Ye Qiu wouldn't be stingy with adding more straws, and she naturally wouldn't be stingy with her hospitality either.
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Faced with Zhu Zhuyun, who was even more outstanding than Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Qiu wouldn't stand on ceremony if she wanted to drink; this was a rare opportunity to drink freely.
He pushed her down with both hands.
Zhu Zhuyun's fullness was no less than Liu Erlong's, only lacking a certain mature charm; that kind of allure needed time to mature. Although
Zhu Zhuyun was very attractive to Ye Qiu, he ultimately stopped. He hadn't forgotten his promise to Ning Rongrong, and the strange Davis. Since he could see the problem with the soul ring, discerning whether someone was a virgin from their features wouldn't be difficult. If he found out that Zhu Zhuyun had cuckolded him, it would be dangerous. Zhu Zhuyun nestled in Ye Qiu's arms, her already loose clothes slightly disheveled, looking up at him with confusion. "Xiao Qiu, why?" "Sister Zhuyun, it's not the right time yet." Ye Qiu's hands glowed green as he slid them over Zhu Zhuyun's delicate body, erasing the marks. He also explained his concerns to her. "So that's how it is. I thought I wasn't good enough for Xiao Qiu." Zhu Zhuyun pursed her red lips, her face flushed, her soft body gently rubbing against Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu was stunned, looking at Zhu Zhuyun strangely, and reached out to pinch her. "Sister Zhuyun, do you really think that way?" When Zhu Zhuyun seduced him before, her confident demeanor showed no sign of this worry. Obviously, Zhu Zhuyun knew what Ye Qiu was thinking. Her face was as red as blood, and she opened her mouth and gently bit Ye Qiu's neck. "Xiao Qiu, don't you know that women are prone to insecurity?" "Especially women who are in love." Zhu Zhuyun's bite turned into a kiss, kissing Ye Qiu's cheek and earlobe, her breath sweet as orchids. She had finally gotten a result with Ye Qiu. Heaven knows how much she wanted to abandon everything and be by Ye Qiu's side, like Zhu Zhuqing and the others, to be inseparable from Ye Qiu. But she knew she couldn't! She and Zhu Zhuqing were the only two candidates for Crown Princess and Empress of the Star Luo Empire. Now, Zhu Zhuqing could no longer be considered. Then she would become the only one. If she left with Ye Qiu, it would mean that Ye Qiu would bear the pressure from the entire Star Luo Empire. This was something Zhu Zhuyun didn't want to see. Therefore, she couldn't go with Ye Qiu. She had to wait until Ye Qiu became stronger, or until a good opportunity arose, to give herself completely to Ye Qiu. That way, even if she died, she would have no regrets. "Sister Zhuyun, I should go." Ye Qiu said softly. Zhu Zhuyun's kiss stopped, and Ye Qiu was about to tidy her clothes when Zhu Zhuyun pulled him down again. "Xiao Qiu, help me prepare the bathwater. How about you carry me over?" Ye Qiu was dazzled by the snow-white skin in front of him and nodded gently. He picked up Zhu Zhuyun and placed her on a chair, then walked towards the bathtub. After filling the tub with water, he used the power of the Ultimate Fire to heat it up. "Alright, Sister Zhuyun." Ye Qiu clapped his hands, turned around, and immediately froze on the spot, looking at the jade-like body in front of him, swallowing hard. Zhu Zhuyun, now stripped of her blood-stained clothes, lay on the table, her legs curled up from the cold, her arms outstretched towards Ye Qiu. Her ample bosom, white and voluptuous, caught Ye Qiu's eye. "Xiao Qiu, come quickly," Zhu Zhuyun's seductive voice made Ye Qiu's blood boil. ( End of Chapter)