He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

Several years have passed, and Qingfeng Town is no longer what it used to be. It used to be called a town, but now it's almost becoming a city.

With the private support of the imperial court and its own rapid development, people guessed that Qingfeng City would be established in about a year.

There is no one in charge of this small town now.

But when others ask who is in charge of this place, the residents all give the same answer.

"Meaningful intentions".

When Zhao Yang arrived, he overheard a man with a foreign appearance asking a passerby for directions in broken English.

The passerby smiled and replied, "It's a ruse."

Zhao Yang paused for a moment, then continued walking forward.

He came alone, without any attendants.

The man in black stopped in front of the spacious house.

The two servants guarding the door stared at him for a while, then asked, "Is this General Zhao?"

Zhao Yang's eyebrows twitched: "You've seen me before?"

The servant laughed and said, "How could I have the honor of meeting the general? It was the master who instructed yesterday that you would come today or tomorrow."

Following the servants into the house, this was the courtyard where Zhao Yang and Qu Yi lived before Zhao Yang left. It seemed to have been renovated in recent years, and the inside and outside had undergone tremendous changes.

For some reason, Zhao Yang felt somewhat lost.

The changes are too great compared to what I remember.

However, upon seeing the person in the pavilion, all feelings of regret and disappointment vanished, replaced by immense joy, and he strode forward.

Her figure is still the same as I remember.

As long as she hasn't changed, nothing has changed.

He practically rushed into the pavilion, pulled her into his arms, and pressed the back of her head against his chest.

His cheek was buried in the crook of her neck, and the unique fragrance of tea wafted from her body around his nose.

Refreshing.

He took a few deep sniffs.

This action amused Qu Yi.

Do you know what you're like?

"what?"

"Like a vixen that sucks people's life force."

Zhao Yang paused, looked up, and straightened up.

Qu Yi then noticed that he had grown much taller.

When they were too close, she had to look up at him.

“I would be quite happy to be a fairy,” Zhao Yang said in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed him.

He held her lips in his mouth, sucking and gently biting them, their breaths mingling.

It's so tender and moving that it makes you feel all warm inside.

Beautiful flowers quietly bloomed around the vermilion pavilion, adding a few bright and dazzling colors to the scene of reunion.

She didn't know when she was in the room. Her curved back touched the soft bedding. Before she could speak, the person above her blocked her breath. His large hand was on her waist, and his other hand held one of her hands and pressed her down on the bed.

“…Zhao Yang!”

When the neck is a vital spot, being bitten will instinctively make one want to escape.

Zhao Yang raised his eyes, his gaze filled with an unyielding, dark intensity.

He took a piece of jade-colored skin in his mouth, sucked hard, and when he released it, it became a beautiful fallen plum blossom.

"Beautiful." He smiled, clearly admiring it.

Qu Yi narrowed her eyes and, catching him off guard, flipped him over and pounced on him.

"It's enough."

Her tone carried a hint of displeasure.

Zhao Yang didn't resist, lying down and smiling at her: "Not enough, never enough."

So beautiful.

Zhao Yang stared at the red mark on her collarbone, and his throat felt dry and unbearable again.

He grabbed her side with one hand and pressed down hard on the back of her neck with the other.

At the opportune moment, their lips met with a kiss.

The little maid in green blinked, and the more she looked at the man who had been thrown out by his master, the more familiar he seemed.

Where shall we meet...?

Ah!

General!

"General?"

Zhao Yang stood up, dusted himself off, and showed no shame. He said to Xiao Huan, "Tell someone to prepare water. I want to take a bath."

"Yes."

Xiao Huan led Zhao Yang to the room next to Qu Yi's, and when she turned around and came out, she saw Qu Yi walking out of the room.

"master."

"Ah."

"Master, you are amazing!"

Faced with the little girl's bright, sparkling eyes, Qu Yi was somewhat at a loss.

"You actually dared to throw out a general, that's amazing!!"

"..."

"Hey, Master, what happened to your lip?"

"...Biten by a dog."