My Demon Queen

"Do you like sleeping here so much?"

Mo Qingcheng's cold voice rang out, scaring Ye An awake immediately. He sat up from the grass, looked at Mo Qingcheng, who was dressed in green and looked like a fairy, with sleepy eyes, and smiled foolishly.

"That's right. Did you close the door? I can't get in!" Ye An said shamelessly.

Mo Qingcheng glanced at Ye An and said contemptuously, "If the door is open, would you dare to come in?"

Ye Anru was struck by lightning: When did this female devil start to play straight? The look in her eyes seems to look down on me.

"Next time you drive, and see if I dare to come in." Ye An's competitive spirit was also ignited.

Mo Qingcheng gradually put away the disdainful look, then leaned forward slightly with interest, and fixed his eyes on Ye An who was still sitting on the ground in a condescending manner. With a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth, he slowly said: "I guess you still don't dare, after all..."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Qingcheng cast her gaze at Ye An's arms. Her beautiful eyes were filled with deep teasing, as if she was deliberately provoking Ye An.

Ye An was completely at a loss as to what to do with Mo Qingcheng's appearance. He felt as if he was shrouded in a fog, and his mind was in chaos and confusion.

However, when he noticed that Mo Qingcheng's sharp eyes were fixed on his arms, at that moment, it was like a flash of lightning passing through his mind, and he suddenly understood as if waking up from a dream.

Instantly, a boiling heat surged up from the bottom of his heart, spreading to his face like a tide, and Ye An's face suddenly turned red. At this moment, he simply didn't have the courage to look into Mo Qingcheng's sharp eyes that seemed to see through everything. In a panic, he quickly turned his head to the side, his heart pounding.

In his heart, he kept complaining to himself: It was just a short hug, why do you embarrass me like this? Really.

Mo Qingcheng took in Ye An like this, and the corners of her mouth could not help but rise. She couldn't help but feel quite amused in her heart: It turns out that you, Ye An, can also be shy sometimes!

After noticing Mo Qingcheng's smile, Ye An seemed to feel an inexplicable courage in his heart. He gritted his teeth tightly, a hint of determination flashed across his face, and then he looked at Mo Qingcheng with a firm and slightly bold gaze, as if he had made up his mind, and said provocatively: "How about I be bolder?"

"What?" Mo Qingcheng was a little confused for a moment, and the words just came out of her mouth.

At this moment, Ye An seemed to explode suddenly, his movements were swift and decisive. He stretched out his right hand like lightning, his palm opened like an eagle's claw, and stretched it straight towards Mo Qingcheng with an unquestionable speed and strength. Mo Qingcheng had no time to react at all, and was tightly grasped by Ye An's powerful hand. Then, Ye An pulled hard, and Mo Qingcheng's body involuntarily moved closer to him.

Then, Ye An quickly stretched out his left arm and hugged Mo Qingcheng tightly in his arms. The whole process happened so quickly that Mo Qingcheng was completely stunned. Before she could come to her senses, she was already tightly bound in Ye An's arms by this sudden and bold move.

After Mo Qingcheng came to her senses, she was shocked to find that she had been in Ye An's warm embrace without knowing when. Her beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with disbelief, as if she had seen something extremely incredible. She slightly opened her beautiful red lips, as if she wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment.

Then, she subconsciously wanted to mobilize the spiritual power in her body to break free from Ye An's embrace. However, just as she was about to move, she could clearly hear Ye An's particularly rapid breathing. The breathing sound was like dense drumbeats, hitting her heart hard, making her heart beat faster involuntarily. At the same time, the voice with a little trembling, but full of some complex emotions, also clearly reached her ears.

"Mo Qingcheng, don't move."

Ye An's voice seemed to carry an unspeakable magic, which made Mo Qingcheng's body seem to be cast under a spell. She stopped involuntarily while trying to break free. She just stayed in Ye An's arms, with the expression on her face becoming extremely complicated, showing surprise, bewilderment, and a hint of barely perceptible shyness.

"Ye...Ye An, you are so presumptuous."

Mo Qingcheng gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words. Her voice should have been full of anger and rebuke. After hearing what Mo Qingcheng said, Ye An was slightly startled. A strange look flashed in his eyes. Then, he seemed to realize the different meaning contained in the words. On his face, which was originally a little stiff due to nervousness, an imperceptible smile appeared unconsciously.

His heartbeat seemed to be faster, as if he was touched by Mo Qingcheng's coquettish words. He stared at Mo Qingcheng's coquettish face, and her words kept echoing in his mind. A wonderful feeling quietly spread in his heart, making him feel a little dazed and intoxicated for a while, as if he was immersed in this unique atmosphere, and he was reluctant to break the subtlety of this moment.

"Well, you asked me if I dare, I..." Ye An stammered, his heart full of excitement.

However, even so, he couldn't help but feel a little confused and at a loss because of his own bold behavior and Mo Qingcheng's shy anger.

After all, the person in his arms was the high and mighty Demon Queen! Ye An only felt that her body was so soft, and this touch made his mood even more complicated.

At this moment, three completely different feelings, fear, joy and happiness, filled Ye An's heart at the same time like a tide.

The fear came from his awe of the Empress's majesty and his worry about the possible consequences of his actions; the joy came from the fact that he had finally taken this bold step and felt a different kind of excitement and thrill; and the happiness came from the fact that at this moment he could hug the person he loved so closely, and that sense of satisfaction made his whole heart seem filled.

The expression on Ye An's face kept changing, sometimes nervous, sometimes happy, and sometimes intoxicated. There was a complex light flashing in his eyes, and his body was trembling slightly because of the interweaving of these emotions.

Mo Qingcheng keenly felt Ye An's slight tremor. For some reason, the corners of her mouth unconsciously lifted up, but this subtle change disappeared in an instant. She immediately returned to her usual cold expression, opened her red lips slightly, and whispered, "How long do you plan to hold me?"

Her voice was as cold as snow, without any ripples, but it also revealed a different kind of charm. Her delicate face looked at Ye An coldly, as if she was examining him, or waiting for his answer. Her posture was noble and cold, and even in such a situation, she still exuded an irresistible charm.