The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Di Siheng's fingertips brushed across Ye Wanqing's neck, sending waves of numbness wherever they touched.

Within the space, coldness and heat intertwined, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered between the two people.

Ye Wanqing looked at the handsome face so close to her. Her expression remained unchanged, but her heart was beating like a drum. She subconsciously touched her chest.

Was it his own heartbeat, or was it his delicate heart beating in panic?

For a moment, unprecedented panic and excitement surged in my heart.

Di Siheng lowered his eyes and looked at the tips of Ye Wanqing's ears which were gradually turning red. His expression was full of complexity and strangeness, but in just a moment, the strangeness disappeared, and a soft laugh escaped from his throat, carrying three parts of tenderness and seven parts of affection.

"Wanwan, you seem very nervous?"

Ye Wanqing frowned slightly and released Di Siheng's hand from her waist. "Why should I be nervous? Tell me what you want from me."

But Di Siheng obviously didn't want Ye Wanqing to leave his arms. After a moment, he hooked his arms around her waist again and spoke in a low voice before she could express her refusal.

"Wanwan, I'm injured..."

Di Siheng was practically hanging on Ye Wanqing's body, his chin rubbing against her shoulder without any scruples, the ends of his hair brushing against her sensitive neck, his voice as garbled as that of a spoiled young animal.

"what happened?"

It was not until Di Siheng no longer concealed the smell of blood on his body that Ye Wanqing sensed his internal injuries. She looked panicked, but with a nervousness that she herself had not even noticed. She displayed the vitality in her hands and injected it all into his body.

However, the vitality seemed to have entered a strong restriction and could not explore into Di Siheng's body. Her expression froze.

"How is this going?"

The power of vitality can heal countless lives in the world. Moreover, ever since she merged with the wood spirit that symbolizes vitality, the power of vitality in her body has become increasingly powerful. How could the situation today have occurred?

Ye Wanqing frowned slightly and tried to break free from Di Siheng's embrace to check his pulse, but he held her tighter and tighter.

"All I need is a hug from Wanwan."

As he spoke, Di Siheng buried his face in the crook of Ye Wanqing's neck, his hot breath pounding on her cool skin. As if afraid of hearing Ye Wanqing's refusal, his low voice trembled with pleading, "Just for a little while."

The last syllable brushed across Ye Wanqing's already hot earlobes like a feather. A tiny light appeared in Di Siheng's dark eyes, but it was impossible to see his expression.

"you……"

Ye Wanqing wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped talking because she didn't know what she thought of. She raised her hanging hands and wrapped them around his waist, but her heart was filled with complicated emotions.

She had never seen Di Siheng so cautious.

And he seemed to be afraid of something.

The kingly aura that usually dominated the world had completely disappeared, and what was left was only a bit of caution and fear.

But how could he be afraid when he is so powerful?

There was a sudden sharp pain in my heart.

She couldn't tell whether the pain was her own or Di Siheng's delicate heart.

"Wanwan, can I kiss you?"

A sudden and reckless remark interrupted Ye Wanqing's thoughts. Seeing that she looked a little dazed, Di Siheng's expression did not change, but it made people feel a bit bitter for some reason. He seemed to be worried about arousing her displeasure, so he explained again.

"Okay, that's not what I meant."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wanqing raised her head, suddenly grabbed his collar, and pressed her cold lips against his without warning.

Di Siheng's whole body stiffened, his deep eyes filled with astonishment and shock, but this astonishment only lasted for a moment. The strange feeling surging in his body was dispelled by the sudden tenderness, and a hot current spread from his heart to his whole body.

A low, hoarse chuckle escaped from his throat, and a fire like a prairie fire suddenly appeared in his eyes. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her tightly into his arms. He pressed his palm on the back of Ye Wanqing's head to deepen the kiss, and his breathing became heavy and hot.

The tip of his tongue forcefully pried open Ye Wanqing's pearly teeth and entangled with her tongue.

Not until Ye Wanqing's body began to weaken and she collapsed in his arms did Di Siheng loosen his grip a little, panting against her forehead. His hoarse voice was wrapped in a burning breath, and his deep voice was full of tenderness and love.

"Wanwan, for you, I am willing to sink."