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

As Fang Qingyou enjoyed her drink, she couldn't help but think that none of the men in her family drank alcohol. However, if there were wine like this plum wine, she might be able to try it.

If Grandpa and Dad could drink this plum wine, they would probably have a different understanding of wine.

I never knew alcohol could be so mild and delicious, and it could even keep my mind clear.

If such plum wine were available, even a few sips during a regular consultation might not only not affect one's condition, but could even improve it.

At that moment, Fang Qingyou was unaware that she was thinking this way, but afterwards she would completely change her mind.

Initially, Fang Qingyou held the glass herself and asked Luo Qianmo to refill her wine, but later she simply handed the glass to Luo Qianmo so that he could refill it for her.

Luo Qianmo took Fang Qingyou's wine glass, and looking at the empty white porcelain glass in his hand, he was reluctant to let go.

His gaze happened to fall on his own empty wine glass, and then a wicked smile suddenly flashed across his beautiful, deep eyes.

When Luo Qianmo poured the wine, Fang Qingyou didn't look at him, but started eating her food.

She knew that Luo Qianmo would hand her the wine glass after filling it, but she didn't know that Luo Qianmo had secretly switched the two glasses while pouring the wine.

Her wine glass became his wine glass, and his wine glass became her wine glass.

Luo Qianmo filled the wine glass and then handed it to Fang Qingyou.

Fang Qingyou picked it up without suspicion and put it in her mouth.

When the wine entered her mouth, Fang Qingyou vaguely felt that the taste of this wine seemed a little different, but at the same time, it didn't seem to have changed much.

Fang Qingyou paused for a moment, then continued drinking, thinking that the subtle difference might be because she had just eaten some food.

Little did she know, the wine glass she had just drunk from was actually Luo Qianmo's wine glass; she and he had essentially kissed indirectly!

Unaware of the truth, Fang Qingyou continued drinking and eating, while Luo Qianmo gently twirled the white porcelain wine cup in his hand, gazing at her intently.

This wine set was made by a master craftsman; there are only two wine glasses in total.

At the time, he felt that two wine glasses were a bit too much, because he was used to drinking alone and getting drunk by himself.

While drinking with Fang Qingyou, seeing her joyful expression, he felt that two glasses were not enough. Otherwise, he could have poured several glasses at once so that she could drink to her heart's content.

However, at this moment, he truly appreciated the benefits of having two wine glasses.

Luo Qianmo's lips curved into a soft smile, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation, and her usually calm and composed heart was surprisingly nervous, even her heartbeat quickening involuntarily.

Luo Qianmo was looking forward to it. Although this wasn't the first time he had been intimate with Fang Qingyou, this time was different.

The first time, he forced himself on her, and you could feel the intense anger in her eyes.

This time, however, he did it quietly, not so directly, which gave him a different kind of anticipation.

Luo Qianmo picked up his wine glass and placed his own lip print next to the one Fang Qingyou had left.

In that instant, Luo Qianmo felt as if a soft little hand was gently caressing his lips, cool yet warm, and the sensation spread from his lips into his heart.

My heart felt as if it had been brushed by a soft feather, soft, warm, and ticklish.

This feeling made Luo Qianmo's heart tremble.

Luo Qianmo was reluctant to let his lips leave the wine glass, wanting to imprint this feeling into his body for a long time.

The wine seemed to have lost its flavor upon entering the mouth, or rather, the wonderful sensation overshadowed the taste of the wine.

All he felt was that wonderful sensation.

Fang Qingyou didn't know what Luo Qianmo was doing. When she finished drinking and handed the wine glass to him, she saw that he had his eyes slightly closed.

Her thick, curly eyelashes fluttered gently like dark feathers, one flutter after another, as if the breeze they created could reach one's heart.

His skin was as smooth as porcelain, and at this moment, its fair complexion was tinged with a rosy glow, like peach blossoms reflected in white snow.

So beautiful, so beautiful it touches the soul.

Fang Qingyou's throat started to feel dry again. She quickly put down her wine glass and picked up her chopsticks to eat.

Noticing Fang Qingyou's movement, Luo Qianmo opened his eyes and saw her blushing and looking down.

She looked like she was seriously eating, but he always felt that she was shy.

Luo Qianmo's lips curved into an even softer smile, a gentle yet alluring charm that was utterly captivating.

Actually, Fang Qingyou wasn't shy; she blushed because she was afraid Luo Qianmo would notice her staring at him, and she felt flustered.

If Luo Qianmo could hear Fang Qingyou's thoughts, he would definitely ask her, "Isn't this feeling shy?"

However, Luo Qianmo did not continue to stare at Fang Qingyou. Instead, he noticed the empty wine glass in his hand and quickly finished his wine, leaving the glass empty as well.

Then, Luo Qianmo switched the two wine glasses again.

Don't ask him why he did that; doesn't that mean he and she have been in close contact all along?

If Fang Qingyou could see Luo Qianmo's actions, she would definitely be spitting blood.

Is the aloof and arrogant Ice God really the same person with wicked intentions standing before you?

The meal took a long time, and by the time Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo came out of Weiqing Palace, it was already getting dark.

Luo Qianmo led Fang Qingyou away from the palace. When they reached the palace gate, he wanted to see Fang Qingyou off, but she insisted that he not see her off.

Having experienced the benefits of not forcing her, Luo Qianmo still did not force her this time.

However, seeing her flushed and slightly drunk appearance, he naturally didn't feel comfortable letting her go alone.

Thinking that she had already returned the jade pendant to him, and that Wu Sha would no longer protect him, Luo Qianmo pondered for a moment, then whispered a few words in Xuan Zhu's ear.

Fang Qingyou only had one carriage, and the driver was a farmer who didn't know martial arts. How could he feel at ease?

In addition, Fang Qingyou stole the show at the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet today, Gu Jinyi revealed his feelings for her, and there's the special treatment he gives her. I'm afraid the road ahead won't be peaceful.

Those who just wanted to vent their anger have probably already left because they couldn't wait for her to come out.

However, those who truly have a purpose will never leave just because of such a long wait.

Thinking of all this, a layer of worry appeared in Luo Qianmo's eyes.

After watching Fang Qingyou's carriage leave, in another carriage, a pair of gentle, jade-like eyes also revealed worry.

"An Fei, give the order to have someone secretly protect Miss Fang. Make sure she is safe and sound."