The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Yan Lingxiao looked at her coy appearance, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. He smiled and approached her, his voice low and gentle: "Because every time I see you, I can't help but want to kiss you. Every smile and every look of yours makes my heart beat fast. You said you don't want me to like you, then who do you want to like? Hmm?"

Feng Yanan was a little overwhelmed by his straightforwardness. She bit her lower lip lightly, trying to hide her shyness: "I..."

Before Feng Yanan could say anything, Yan Lingxiao suddenly moved closer again, and his lips gently covered Feng Yanan's lips. Unlike the previous light kiss, this time he kissed her deeply, as if he wanted to melt her entire body into his bones.

After a brief hesitation, Feng Yanan recalled the beautiful dream. The shyness and hesitation in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by full of sweetness and happiness. She closed her eyes and began to respond to Yan Lingxiao's kiss unscrupulously!

When Yan Lingxiao felt Feng Yanan's response, his heart was filled with excitement and joy. He lifted Feng Yanan's head with force, leaned forward, and continued to kiss her affectionately. This kiss was no longer a simple touch, but full of passion and desire, as if he wanted to pour all his emotions into this kiss.

During the kiss, Yan Lingxiao slowly laid Feng Yanan down on the bed, his body pressed tightly against hers, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms. His hands gently embraced her, letting her feel his warmth and love.

The kiss between the two became deeper and more intense, as if they wanted to release all their emotions. The sound of their heartbeats echoed in their ears, forming a beautiful symphony. Feng Yanan felt unprecedented happiness and security in Yan Lingxiao's arms. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the beauty of this moment.

As the kiss deepened, Yan Lingxiao's movements became more and more gentle. He gently stroked Feng Yanan's hair, letting every inch of her skin feel his love. They just hugged and kissed quietly, as if time had stopped and only the two of them were left in this world.

Finally, when both of them were breathing rapidly, Yan Lingxiao reluctantly ended the kiss. He looked at Feng Yanan affectionately, his eyes full of love and satisfaction. Feng Yanan was in Yan Lingxiao's arms, her face was rosy, and her ears were so red that they almost dripped blood. She curled up shyly, like a frightened deer, but she couldn't resist the sweetness and peace that welled up from the bottom of her heart. Her heartbeat had not yet completely calmed down, and every beat seemed to be synchronized with Yan Lingxiao's heartbeat, playing the melody of love together.

Yan Lingxiao looked at Feng Yanan in his arms, his eyes full of tenderness. He patted her back gently, his voice low and gentle: "Go to sleep!"

Feng Yanan felt Yan Lingxiao's tenderness, and the nervousness and shyness in her heart gradually dissipated. She pressed her head more closely against Yan Lingxiao's chest and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Soon she slowly relaxed her body and fell into a sweet dream.

Yan Lingxiao quietly held Feng Yanan in his arms, watching her sleeping face tenderly. He then kissed her on the forehead before closing his eyes and falling asleep!

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains and sprinkled on Feng Yanan's face. She slowly opened her eyes, and the place beside her seemed to still have the warmth of Yan Lingxiao. She reached out and touched the place that he had once occupied!

My thoughts drifted back to the sweet moments of last night, and those warm scenes played in my mind like a movie.

Thinking of last night, Feng Yanan felt an indescribable shyness. Her cheeks instantly became hot, as if burned by fire. In order to hide this sudden shyness, she quickly lowered her head, tightly grasped a corner of the quilt with both hands, and then shyly buried her head in the soft quilt. Oh my God! I am too embarrassed to see anyone! If the maids in the mansion knew that there was a man sleeping with her in her boudoir, wouldn't they laugh to death!

At this time, Xiao Hong walked into the room quietly, carrying a copper basin, towels, tooth powder, tea and other items for washing. Seeing that the young lady was still buried in the quilt, she couldn't help but laugh softly and said, "Young lady, why are you still lying in bed! Didn't you say you were going to the Zhan Palace today? Don't be late!"

Her voice was soft and slightly anxious. She had already walked to the bed and put down the toiletries. The water in the copper basin was still steaming slightly, emitting a faint scent of wormwood.

Hearing Xiaohong's reminder, Feng Yanan's cheeks turned redder, she shyly poked her head out from under the quilt, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She quickly sat up, took the towel handed to her by Xiaohong, and wiped it carelessly!

Xiaohong's eyes fell on her young lady's face and she was slightly stunned. She saw Feng Yanan's face was red, like a ripe apple, so beautiful and tempting.

Xiaohong's heart tightened, and she quickly put down the tea in her hand and asked with concern: "Miss, why is your face so red today? Are you feeling unwell?" Her voice was full of worry, and her eyes revealed her concern for Feng Yanan.

Feng Yanan heard Xiaohong's words, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face. She evaded the question by saying, "Oh, it's okay. I was just in bed and it was hot!" As she spoke, she gently fanned her cheeks with her hands, trying to make the blush go away.

Seeing this, Xiaohong still had some doubts in her heart, but seeing that Feng Yanan seemed to be fine, she did not ask any more questions. She stepped forward, poured mouthwash for Feng Yanan, and began to wash her.

Xiao Hong combed her hair and asked softly, "Miss, what kind of bun do you want to wear today? After all, you are meeting the prince, so you should dress up nicely. But, what matters is that you like it."

Feng Yanan sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, her face flushed. It would have been fine if she didn't mention Yan Lingxiao, but as soon as she mentioned him, Feng Yanan remembered what happened last night. Yan Lingxiao's seductive behavior made her completely forget the business she was supposed to discuss, so she had to meet him in person today. Feng Yanan felt a little annoyed, but more of a kind of inexplicable shyness and sweetness.

Xiao Hong didn't notice the fluctuations in Feng Yanan's heart. Seeing that the young lady's face was flushed again, she couldn't help but teasing: "Young lady, are you shy?" As soon as the voice fell, Feng Yanan gently flicked Xiao Hong's head and scolded: "How dare you tease your master!"

Xiaohong covered her forehead which was hurt by the beating and laughed. She thought the young lady was just shy, so she stopped talking and continued to comb her hair. After a while, an elegant and delicate bun was formed on Feng Yanan's head. Xiaohong also picked out a gem-studded hairpin for her and gently inserted it into the bun, making the whole hairstyle more gorgeous and moving.