The Prince Consort's Beloved

Li Yuanrou returned to Qingmei Garden, and found Xiao Luobai waiting for her in a red robe. Li Yuanrou circled around him curiously, her joy beyond words.

Xiao Luobai even placed some wine on the table. Li Yuanrou was so shocked that her jaw dropped: "Didn't you not allow me to drink? Is the sun rising from the west today?"

Although she was not a good drinker, she loved wine. Although the wine had not been opened yet, she could already smell a very faint aroma of wine, which immediately aroused her appetite and she swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

Li Yuanrou raised her head and glanced at Xiao Luobai with shining eyes. Xiao Luobai had been smiling since she came in.

Although he had smiled in the past, Li Yuanrou always felt that his smile today was particularly different and particularly alluring. With his dazzling red clothes, she even wanted to use the incongruous word "charming" to describe Xiao Luobai at this moment. At this moment, Li Yuanrou was already distracted just by looking at him, and for a moment she didn't know whether to focus on the wine or on Xiao Luobai.

Li Yuanrou stared at Xiao Luobai like a pervert for a while, and then took a deep sniff of the wine like a drunkard. The fragrance of osmanthus filled her face, and she immediately declared that she would let go and drink as much as she could, and would not leave until she was drunk.

Xiao Luobai looked at her with a smile, and said four words concisely: "Just a taste."

The two of them drank together, and Xiao Luobai only had a sip. Seeing that Li Yuanrou was almost drunk, he finally held down her hand as she wanted to continue drinking.

Xiao Luobai was very cunning and had grasped the degree of Li Yuanrou's drunkenness very accurately. He neither made her completely drunk to the point of unconsciousness, nor made her a little more than slightly tipsy.

Xiao Luobai got his wish and carried the person to the bed.

Xiao Luobai was different this night. He was extremely gentle, so gentle that Li Yuanrou suspected he was possessed by some ghost.

There was an inextricable tenderness in his eyes, with an infinite smile and gentleness. He did not attack and conquer like in the past. It was as if he cherished her so much that he did not dare to use force easily. He could only comfort her gently. The thick emotions in his eyes seemed to melt Li Yuanrou completely.

They stuck together without any barriers.

Intimate...

The body temperatures permeated each other, and the comfort from the inside out made Li Yuanrou gradually fall deeply in love, confused and yearning, and her eyes and eyebrows were gradually filled with intoxicating charm.

Xiao Luobai looked at her with an indescribable smile on his lips, his slightly curved phoenix eyes were filled with strong and passionate love, inexpressibly gentle like water, lingering and sad.

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Li Yuanrou, whose eyes sparkled, and whispered softly in her ear: "It is the best decision I have ever made to trade my three lives of fireworks for your one life of confusion."

After he finished speaking, he smiled suddenly, and the gentle and tender affection flowed delicately across his elegant eyebrows. He changed his words and said, "No, not just one life, but several lives."

He raised his head to look at her, his expression becoming forbearing and painful. He murmured to himself, "Lovesickness is really painful. It has made me live a life worse than death for three lifetimes..."

He sighed deeply again: "Rou'er, you are so cruel to me... for a thousand years... you are so cruel..."

He looked down at her, his eyes suddenly became fierce, with an unfathomable possessiveness, and his voice was deep and resounding: "You are destined to be tied to me, and the fight will last until death!"

Along with his gentle movements… his expression was gentle again, and as if expressing his feelings, his tone softened as he murmured to himself: "The pain of stripping away the godhood and pulling out the bones is not the most painful..."

Li Yuanrou half opened her blurry and flushed eyes, looked over blankly, and saw a tear quietly sliding down from the air, dripping onto her porcelain-white face, and disappearing into the hair beside her ear in a flash.

His movements were as gentle as before...

Li Yuan called out in a puzzled voice: "Husband."

The sound suddenly broke.

After just a moment, he carefully withdrew his strength, showing great care.