Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

After Fu Miaoxi's part ended, Jiang Qingyan and Li Zhen quietly left the audience and went backstage.

At this moment, Fu Miaoxi felt not only happy about finishing work, but also more uneasy.

Before she fell to commit suicide, she seemed to see Jiang Qingyan and Li Zhen in the second row of the audience.

No way? Is my uncle coming to watch the play?

The lights on the stage were flickering, and Fu Miaoxi was unsure about what to do, so she planned to ask Jiang Wanyi.

Jiang Wanyi's main role is after Liu Bang enfeoffed his ministers, and he should be waiting backstage at this moment.

Fu Miaoxi removed most of the pearl hairpins in her hair to make way for the next actors, but she couldn't take off her costume yet, as she had to go up to the stage to thank the actors at the end.

Jiang Wanyi was wearing a costume and helping to direct the props team backstage on how to set up the scene. When she saw Fu Miaoxi coming to find her, Jiang Wanyi's eyes turned and she hurried forward to take the lead.

"Xixi, I forgot something in the dormitory. Zhao Zhao just went back and got it for me. It's at the backstage entrance now. Can you help me get it in? Hurry, I need it right away."

After saying that, he pushed Fu Miaoxi out without waiting for her to speak.

There were not many people in the corridor at this time, and even the lights were not turned on. It was pitch black. Fu Miaoxi walked out carefully with her costume in her hand.

As they passed a fork in the road, a hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness, accurately grasped Fu Miaoxi's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Fu Miaoxi was about to scream, but she smelled a faint bitter fragrance in the air.

"Uncle...uncle?"

Jiang Qingyan hummed, held Fu Miaoxi's waist, supported the back of her head, and kissed her with a hint of eagerness.

Fu Miaoxi was now becoming more and more accustomed to the intimacy of their kissing each other. Her body quickly relaxed and she softened in Jiang Qingyan's arms.

Jiang Qingyan had kissed her enough, panted softly, and with a hoarse voice, he smiled and asked Fu Miaoxi: "Fu Miaomiao, do you want to get married?"

Fu Miaoxi leaned in Jiang Qingyan's arms, her only support being his shoulders.

The two of them were so close to each other, and Jiang Qingyan deliberately lowered his voice when asking her. When Fu Miaoxi thought about her marriage partner, the first thought in her mind was Jiang Qingyan.

No, no, Fu Miaoxi quickly rejected this in her heart. She was thinking about something nonsense. Jiang Qingyan was just in a momentary mood for her. If she fell deeply in love with him, her life would be over.

Fu Miaoxi suddenly grabbed the front of Jiang Qingyan's suit, her tone a little dry: "I'm still young..."

The environment was dim, and Jiang Qingyan didn't notice anything wrong with Fu Miaoxi, and just thought she was shy.

He whispered in her ear with a hint of teasing: "But, when I saw Fu Miaomiao wearing a wedding dress today, I suddenly wanted to see you wearing a phoenix crown and a red robe."

Fu Miaoxi shook her head: "Today's are just costumes."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something and tried to break free from Jiang Qingyan's arms.

"what happened?"

"Wanyi said Zhaozhao came to give her something, I have to go get it first."

Jiang Qingyan chuckled and pressed her back into his arms: "Don't look for me, why do you think I'm here?"

Fu Miaoxi was stunned for a moment, then angrily elbowed Jiang Qingyan: "You two are in cahoots with me!"

Jiang Qingyan didn't feel any pain after being hit by her. He hugged Fu Miaoxi from behind and rested his chin on her head.

"How could I partner with her? I'm definitely on the same page with our Fu Miaomiao."

"Let me go!" Fu Miaoxi struggled in his arms.

Jiang Qingyan didn't loosen his grip at all: "If you hadn't kept it from me, would I not have told you?"

"Fu Miaomiao, I'm just cooperating with you."

Fu Miaoxi's face flushed with anger: "Wrong logic!"

"Perverse logic?" Jiang Qingyan laughed. "Then I want to show you what perverse logic really is."

He grabbed Fu Miaoxi's wrists with one hand and slid his other hand into her collar, groping in the dark and easily unbuttoning the secret button inside.

Fu Miaoxi exclaimed in a low voice. Half of her shoulder was exposed. Jiang Qingyan didn't give her any breathing space. He gently bit her shoulder. The tip of his tongue lingered on the mole under her collarbone, kissing and twisting it.

Fu Miaoxi was stimulated and was about to let out a moan, but considering the occasion, she immediately bit her lower lip to prevent the sound from spilling out of her mouth.

Jiang Qingyan noticed Fu Miaoxi's intention and placed his fingers between her teeth.

"Stop biting yourself, bite me."

Jiang Qingyan kept moving, sucking her fair shoulders until they turned red.

Fu Miaoxi was forced to lean closely against Jiang Qingyan, feeling the burning heat in his lower abdomen and the aggressiveness between his lips and teeth.

She used a little force with her teeth, and Jiang Qingyan did the same. It seemed that the dim environment fueled Jiang Qingyan's raging desire. He tore off the elegant or gentle outer garment, revealing his desire for Fu Miaoxi nakedly.

Because she couldn't see, the feeling was magnified ten or even a hundred times. Fu Miaoxi blushed with shame. She had never felt so clearly that Jiang Qingyan had a strong desire for her.

Jiang Qingyan whispered in her ear, but it sounded like a warning: "Fu Miaomiao, don't play this kind of hero and beauty drama again."

"Xiang Yu was called the Overlord, but he couldn't even protect his own woman."

He slid his fingers across Fu Miaoxi's neck: "But I'm different. I want to protect you for the rest of my life."

"This phoenix coronet and bridal robe can only be worn by me."

The strong possessive desire runs rampant in the dark and cannot be hidden.

When Fu Miaoxi returned to the backstage, her messy collar was straightened, her smudged lipstick was wiped off, and she looked like nothing had happened.

Only the corners of her eyes were red, and her watery peach blossom eyes still showed a little trace of emotion.

The backstage lights were not very bright, and Jiang Wanyi felt guilty, so he naturally didn't dare to look up at Fu Miaoxi.

She seemed to know she was wrong and moved to Fu Miaoxi's side and acted coquettishly.

"Xixi, I was wrong." Jiang Wanyi held her hand and said, "It's all because of my uncle. He didn't let me tell you."

Fu Miaoxi snorted.

Jiang Wanyi groaned and fell on Fu Miaoxi's shoulder: "I promise, I promise there won't be a next time. Next time, even if my uncle doesn't let me tell you, I will tell you secretly."

Fu Miaoxi snorted again, and seeing Jiang Wanyi's pouting expression as if she was about to cry, she said, "Okay, okay, this won't happen again!"

How can we blame it all on Jiang Wanyi? The culprit is obviously Jiang Qingyan!

Fu Miaoxi didn't dare to think about what had just happened and hypnotized herself to forget it all quickly.