The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

She must be crazy to mention Princess Neon in front of Luo Qianmo.

She Yuyan told her that Princess Neon had long harbored feelings for Luo Qianmo, which was why she regarded this suddenly appearing "rumored girlfriend" as a thorn in her side and wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

Fang Qingyou felt that Luo Qianmo probably didn't like Princess Neon; otherwise, he would have given in to her long ago.

Therefore, when she mentioned Princess Neon, she infuriated Luo Qianmo.

Fang Qingyou was thinking that she should make up for this mistake as soon as possible, otherwise, she was afraid that Luo Qianmo would not be able to help but strangle her.

"Eighth Prince, today is Qixi Festival, a day for enjoying romantic moments with your beloved. Is there a woman you'd like to meet? I can help you arrange a date!"

Fang Qingyou looked at Luo Qianmo with a fawning smile, as if she would be willing to act as his matchmaker if he just said a name.

Ke Luo Qianmo's expression did not soften at all, but his face got closer and closer.

Fang Qingyou was almost in tears: "Eighth Prince, didn't we agree to be good friends?"

Fang Qingyou felt extremely wronged. She didn't know why Luo Qianmo would suddenly come and flirt with her again.

There are boundaries to being friends. If Luo Qianmo crosses those boundaries, even unintentionally, it will be difficult for us to face each other in the future, okay?

Luo Qianmo's bending-down motion suddenly stopped.

He lost his composure.

He approached Fang Qingyou today on purpose to seduce her.

He wanted to penetrate her heart and make her remember him, which is why he sought her out today.

His initial thought about her was simply to seduce her.

However, when he saw Fang Qingyou's blushing face, a mixture of beauty, resistance, and embarrassment, he couldn't resist getting closer.

If it weren't for Fang Qingyou, he might have already crossed the line of friendship.

Although he never wanted to be "friends" with her, now was not the time.

Luo Qianmo was truly unwilling to let it end like this.

Fang Qingyou stared pitifully at Luo Qianmo, waiting for her to let go of this helpless little lamb.

Finally, Luo Qianmo let go, released her head, and left in the blink of an eye, holding the guqin.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up straight.

She had been standing at an angle like that for a while, and her legs felt so sore and her neck so stiff.

While stretching her stiff neck, Fang Qingyou praised, "Eighth Prince, your musical skills..."

Fang Qingyou had been genuinely praising Luo Qianmo, but she never expected him to suddenly turn around.

Then, Fang Qingyou was dumbfounded.

Because of this accident, her lips accidentally brushed against Luo Qianmo's face.

Now, there wasn't even an inch of space between them.

Luo Qianmo clearly hadn't expected this outcome. He had turned around to talk to her, but he was stunned.

In that instant, the music stopped, and the birds scattered.

The world returned to calm; the waves on the blue waters ceased to rise and fall, and the clouds in the clear sky remained motionless, as if time had stood still.

Fang Qingyou stood there, stunned, staring at the stunning profile so close to her, feeling as if her heart was melting.

Luo Qianmo's skin was so soft and smooth, just like a baby's skin, that she didn't want to let go at all.

Even though reason kept reminding her, no, no, no.

Despite thinking this, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but give Luo Qianmo a quick kiss on the cheek.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou was so flustered and nervous that she didn't even notice Luo Qianmo's fan-like eyelashes trembling slightly, or his slender, jade-like fingers moving involuntarily.

A mixture of surprise, joy, and anticipation.

Fang Qingyou realized what she had just done and was immediately embarrassed.

She actually... she actually...

If it was unintentional before, then it was unintentional now too.

"Eighth Prince, I, I..." Fang Qingyou wanted to explain that it was an accident, but when she met Luo Qianmo's ambiguous smile and saw the faint yet wicked smile on his lips, she couldn't say a word.

So, Fang Qingyou decisively turned and ran away.

Fortunately, her legs had regained their mobility, allowing her to escape quite smoothly.

However, reality taught Fang Qingyou a lesson.

A good start does not guarantee success.

For the first part of the distance, Fang Qingyou ran smoothly, but in her hasty escape, she did not notice a vine under her feet and fell heavily forward.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou prepared to use the momentum to turn to the side, turning a frontal fall into a side roll.

This would not only prevent disfigurement but also minimize the possibility of her getting injured.

Then, just as Fang Qingyou was turning to the side, she felt someone suddenly hug her waist from behind.

This caused her to turn to the side and end up in that person's arms.

Due to the momentum of her body, Fang Qingyou almost ended up in someone's arms.

Fang Qingyou didn't see who it was, but the familiar male scent at the tip of her nose made her guess who it was.

Fang Qingyou's face, which had been pale from the shock, turned bright red. She really wanted to bury her head in the person's arms forever.

Waaah, I'm so ashamed to face anyone.

What's wrong with her today? She's either stealing kisses from Luo Qianmo or throwing herself into his arms.

Unfortunately, these were all accidents that she couldn't control!

Fang Qingyou buried her head in Luo Qianmo's arms, revealing a slender pink neck, which softened his heart. The warmth in his arms made Luo Qianmo feel a sudden heat in his body.

Although his body had never experienced this feeling before, Luo Qianmo knew clearly that this feeling was **.

Luo Qianmo frowned slightly, dissatisfied with his self-control, because he realized only now that his possessiveness towards Fang Qingyou wasn't just emotional, but also physical...

Is this possessiveness directed at Qingyou, or is it present in all women?

In that instant, a chill suddenly appeared in Luo Qianmo's eyes; he loathed this kind of depravity.

He wouldn't allow himself to lose control of his body, absolutely not!

Fang Qingyou was still thinking about how to explain to Luo Qianmo when she suddenly felt his aura become cold and intimidating.

Even in the sweltering heat, Fang Qingyou couldn't help but shiver.

“Eighth Prince…” Fang Qingyou quickly raised her head, wanting to see Luo Qianmo’s expression.

Then she saw Luo Qianmo suddenly turn around and leave, leaving her with only his tall, slender back.

In a fleeting glance, Fang Qingyou saw deep disgust on Luo Qianmo's profile.

His gaze was like frost that had never melted.

For no apparent reason, Fang Qingyou felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if a sharp sword had pierced her chest.

She was wrong. She knew perfectly well that Luo Qianmo didn't truly enjoy her closeness, yet she still...