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

Fang Qingyou almost blurted out the words "before marriage," but quickly corrected herself: "There must be no improper behavior."

Luo Qianmo was waiting for Fang Qingyou's conditions, but he almost slipped out of his lip.

He thought it was some kind of condition, but it turned out to be that he couldn't touch, kiss, or do anything improper.

He had long known that Fang Qingyou was no ordinary woman; she was always bold, but she seemed even bolder than he had imagined.

Is it possible for a woman to say something so direct about matters between men and women?

Fang Qingyou was unaware of Luo Qianmo's thoughts. If she had known, she would have been glad that she had reacted in time and hadn't revealed what she had done; otherwise, he would have been even more frightened.

Luo Qianmo lowered his eyes and saw that he was still holding Fang Qingyou's hand, so he said, "Youyou, does what we're doing now count as touching? If so, does that mean your first condition doesn't count?"

Fang Qingyou's lips twitched. Could this be considered not touching?

However, why didn't Luo Qianmo's response say that if it counts as touching, he wouldn't touch her anymore? Why did he remove her condition?

"Eighth Prince, what I mean is, you shouldn't touch places you shouldn't touch."

Fang Qingyou felt her face turning red. Although she was a soul from the modern world, she still found it hard to accept such a direct discussion of male-female topics.

"Oh?" Luo Qianmo paused, staring at Fang Qingyou with interest: "Youyou, I'd really like to know, which places should be touched and which places shouldn't be touched?"

puff--

Fang Qingyou almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Before, it was direct, but now it was absolutely blatant!

Then, something even more shocking happened.

Luo Qianmo stared at her intently and said seriously, "Youyou, does your reaction mean that you can touch any part of your body?"

puff--

Fang Qingyou almost vomited blood again, and quickly shook her head: "No, that's not it. Eighth Prince, you misunderstood. What I meant was, only the body exposed outside the clothes can be touched."

Her face was flushed red, but she still insisted on finishing what she had to say.

Otherwise, do you really want Luo Qianmo to think that he can touch anywhere?

After she finished speaking, Luo Qianmo began to look her over, seemingly trying to figure out where she should touch.

This situation made Fang Qingyou feel a little embarrassed. She felt like a small animal about to be sold and being looked at by others. She quickly moved her arm and said, "Eighth Prince, for example, you can touch my hand, um, my hand."

Actually, what she wanted to say was that, according to the customs of Yunyue Kingdom, it was considered improper for men and women to even hold hands before marriage.

But does such a custom have any binding force on Luo Qianmo?

The answer is obvious. Even before they became boyfriend and girlfriend, he was always touching her inappropriately. If he really cared about these worldly etiquettes, he wouldn't have done that.

Therefore, she might as well give this man some power; it's better than her suffering losses she shouldn't have.

Fang Qingyou felt incredibly pathetic, but what could she do?

In terms of power and status, she was inferior to Luo Qianmo; in terms of martial arts skills, she was no match for him. Moreover, he had saved her life many times.

What can she do to him, and what does she intend to do to him?

Luo Qianmo's gaze wasn't on Fang Qingyou's hands, but rather on her face: "Youyou, your face is also exposed outside your clothes, isn't that within the scope of what's allowed?"

Fang Qingyou's face turned ugly. In fact, touching someone's face was a gesture of intimacy, and it wasn't exactly unacceptable.

However, while she could accept it psychologically, her body couldn't quite accept it.

Because if Luo Qianmo touches her face, she will inevitably have the opportunity to make direct eye contact with him. She is afraid that once she sees his stunningly handsome face and his beautiful, dark eyes, she will be unable to extricate herself from his beauty.

She really couldn't predict what would happen then.

However, since I stated beforehand that it was a part of my body that was exposed outside my clothes, it's not easy to change it now.

It's because she reacted too late.

In the end, he could only manage to squeeze out a single word, his face flushed: "Fine."

Seeing this, Luo Qianmo finally smiled.

"Youyou, is that what you call 'kissing' also about not kissing in places where it shouldn't be kissed?"

Fang Qingyou nodded subconsciously, about to ask where the permitted area was, when she saw Luo Qianmo suddenly stand up, staring intently at her face: "Youyou, your face is outside your clothes, so is it still within the scope of kissing?"

"No, no, of course not!"

Fang Qingyou naturally denied it firmly, because she discovered that although Luo Qianmo was looking at her face, his gaze was fixed on her lips.

Embarrassing. If she says yes, then wouldn't all future kisses be justified?

"Isn't that right? Youyou, you're being unfair. You're putting a double standard on me. You just said that you can touch my face, so why can't I kiss you?" Luo Qianmo's gaze was intense, but it also contained a hint of displeasure and accusation.

Fang Qingyou immediately became anxious: "Eighth Prince, I didn't say that you can kiss any place that can be touched."

Luo Qianmo's expression turned somewhat mournful: "Youyou, but you don't have that either. You can touch the places but you can't kiss them."

This tone is clearly imitating Fang Qingyou's.

Fang Qingyou: "..."

What should I do if she wants to hit someone?

Although she knew she couldn't beat Luo Qianmo, her hands were itching to fight, really itching to fight.

Finally, she suppressed these inappropriate thoughts: "Eighth Prince, I haven't had a chance to say it yet."

"Don't say it if you haven't had a chance yet. Since I've already spoken first, let's reach an agreement: we can kiss anywhere that can be touched, okay?"

"Do not……"

Before she could even utter the word "can," Fang Qingyou's body suddenly froze, because Luo Qianmo didn't wait for her reaction at all and kissed her directly.

A domineering and lingering kiss not only swallowed her words but also stole all the breath from her mouth.

Only when she was nearly suffocating did the man transfer his breath into her mouth.

Fang Qingyou was mentally strong, but her body was too cowardly, and she unceremoniously claimed these auras as her own.

She had regained her breathing, but her face turned even redder.

Luo Qianmo's breathing was slightly disordered, and his voice was low and hoarse, carrying a special kind of sexiness and allure.

"Youyou, I agree to the first two conditions, what is the third one?"

Fang Qingyou's face burned even hotter. Luo Qianmo must have done it on purpose; she didn't believe he didn't know what she was talking about.

Just as she was considering whether to be direct to avoid him misinterpreting her, her body suddenly trembled, and she realized that Luo Qianmo's slender, jade-like fingers had somehow slipped behind her ear...