Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Yuan Jing originally just wanted to have a quick taste and a secret kiss, which would also be considered as fulfilling one of his wishes.

But now, he was completely trapped.

He kissed her thin lips gently, as if she were the only treasure in the world.

While kissing, he kept his eyes on Liu Yao's reaction. Once she frowned uncomfortably, he would immediately slow down his movements and give her a soft, lingering kiss to comfort her.

But no matter how gentle it is, or how light its movements are, oak is not made of wood.

Liu Yao was woken up by Yuan Jing's kiss. Or perhaps it couldn't be said that she was awake, as there was still some confusion in her eyes and her consciousness was also blurred.

But her eyes were indeed open, and Yuan Jing, who was just a few inches away, just walked into her eyes.

He has fine features, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to pretend to be a woman without any pressure given his extraordinary height.

After half a year of fighting on the battlefield and being exposed to the wind and sun, Yuan Jing's fair skin, which she had cultivated in "seclusion", has become slightly darker.

The light wheat-colored skin highlights the deep facial features.

With his dazzling colors, he looks like a bright red flower blooming in the desert, or a wild leopard in the jungle.

Arrogant, dangerous and charming.

But that was before, after a long and passionate kiss, his cheeks flushed, his eyes were misty with drunkenness, and his heart softened silently.

It was as if he didn't allow anyone to approach him, but would retract all his thorns when he approached.

Liu Yao thought of the letters and warm concern he had received from the border over the past six months, as well as the silent companionship that existed no matter what the circumstances.

My heart seemed to soften as well.

"Yuan Jing."

Liu Yao suddenly called Yuan Jing's name, not Princess, Your Majesty, or the unfamiliar you.

Yuan Jing didn't know how to respond, so he just said, "Hmm..."

A smile as warm as the sun appeared on Liu Hao's lips. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him down.

Although a drunk person doesn't have much strength, Yuan Jing was easily pulled down.

The downward trend did not stop until their eyes met and their breaths intertwined.

But the pause was only a blink of an eye, and soon, it continued to fall.

Liu Yao took the initiative to kiss Yuan Jing, gently holding his lips and twisting them awkwardly, as if to comfort him, but also as if it was a response that they both understood.

Yuan Jing's eyes turned red, and then he couldn't stop.

Perhaps it was because the night was too charming, or perhaps it was because the person in front of him was too beautiful and seductive, Liu Yao did not stop Yuan Jing from crossing the line.

The fingers that had held the sword so many times had rough calluses on them, which rubbed against the skin, causing tremors and chills.

The corners of Liu Yao's eyes turned red because of his actions. When she wanted to change her mind and push Yuan Jing's hand away, it was too late.

He quickly grabbed her hand, held it to his lips and kissed it gently, then continued the rest of the action firmly and slowly.

The clothes were taken off one by one, revealing the secrets that had been hidden for many years.

The knowledge I learned from the picture book seems to be appropriate to use here.

Outside the house, rain started falling at some point, and the drizzle cooled down the hot weather, but it couldn't cool down the heat in their hearts.

The tentative touch was too awkward, making the two familiar people seem strangers at this moment.

Fortunately, time is the best teacher, allowing them to gradually become familiar with each other.

When they were about to actually touch each other, Liu Hao suddenly stopped them, "Wait."

Yuan Jing thought she regretted it, her eyebrows were drooping, and she looked listless, like a poor puppy that was drenched by the rain outside.

Liu Hao pressed the corners of his lips and rubbed the hair around his ears.

Perhaps because she was drunk, her temper became much more extroverted. She leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

Yuan Jing's ears turned slightly red. He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stood up and lay down beside her.

Liu Hao took his place.

Soon, that sentence kept echoing in Yuan Jing's mind along with the sudden joy that appeared in his brain.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember what you promised me?"

"..."

That was before he didn't know that Liu Yao was a woman, so he took the initiative to give in regarding "who is on top and who is on the bottom".

At this point, it seems... well... the experience is pretty good.

Even though it’s a little awkward…

However, it is obvious that Liu Yao is the stronger party.

However, because of Yuan Jing's overly beautiful and charming eyes and willow-like gentle and warm temperament, she was like a spirit that walked out of beautiful flowers to seduce the gentle scholar.

The drunkenness grew stronger with the creaking sound of the rocking bed and the ambiguous panting sounds that followed one after another.

The bedroom where Yuan Jing lived was incredibly large. No matter what the two of them did, no one outside would hear a single thing.

This makes people feel much more relaxed, without any scruples, and they can freely express their restless emotions, happiness, joy, satisfaction and long-lost ease.

In fact, Liu Yao's physical strength was good and she also had some martial arts skills, but she drank too much after all, and her physical strength was greatly weakened. She was defeated after a quarter of an hour.

A man who has just started eating is full of energy and it is not easy to satisfy him.

Soon, Yuan Jing took the initiative and dragged the exhausted Liu Yao down with him.

Round beads of sweat slid down from the forehead, along the collarbone, across the tight chest and abdominal muscles, and soon rubbed against another piece of jade-colored skin.

The night is long, and some people get what they want and want to get drunk in the night.

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The next day, at dawn.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, and people were awakened and started a new day.

The bright yellow curtains with dragon patterns printed on them were drawn tightly, and the atmosphere inside was eerily silent.

Liu Yao had already put on his clothes. In a white robe, he immediately turned into the elegant Lord Liu in the court.

But the domineering emperor last night was no longer the same as before.

Yuan Jing was half-sitting on the bed, his upper body naked, revealing his chest which was stained with several sword scratches, bringing out a sense of incomplete beauty.

The quilt was piled messily on his lower body. This posture looked wrong no matter how you looked at it.

Although Liu Yao was drunk last night, he was not unconscious.

Some things were even caused by her.

She is not someone who is unwilling to take responsibility for what she has done, nor does she regret what she has done, but...

Liu Yao had too many things on his mind, and it was difficult for him to make a decision that would satisfy both parties.

She touched her forehead and felt a slight headache.

In contrast, Yuan Jing felt much more relaxed.

Two female officials had already appeared at the banquet yesterday. Liu Yao's goal was progressing steadily, so she should be able to relax a little.

This may have been the reason why she was willing last night.

Yuan Jing knew her quite well.

So...can she also consider her relationship issues?

Yuan Jing thought so and asked his own thoughts.

"Feel sorry."

Liu Hao looked apologetic, and she closed the distance again.