Chi Yao didn't know how to react for a while, and just leaned quietly in his arms.

After Qingding calmed down, he looked down at Chi Yao in his arms, and said with a hint of happiness for the rest of his life: "Yaoyao, I didn't know how to fight for it in the past, but now for you, I have to get back what belongs to me!" ”

He lowered his head and wanted to kiss the incense, but Chi Yao's hand resisted the strength of his advance.

Chi Yao's other hand pushed his chest hard, pulling him away from herself, she gasped slightly, and looked straight at him with a trace of resistance in her eyes.

"Please also pay attention to the identity of the Buddha!"

Qing Ding raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of nonchalant in his eyes, and the black hair tied up behind him scattered on the Buddha robe on his chest between pulling, and he picked up a touch of wrapping around his fingers.

The coldness at the end of his eyes also began to become a slight ripple, and with a touch of lust in his eyes, he gently pressed against the tip of her forehead and said softly,

"Yaoyao..."

He rubbed her neck and stroked it gently, as if he had found some treasure.

"Can I give it to me?"

There was a hint of humility in his eyes, his tone was low, and his fingertips trembled slightly, which made Chi Yao forget the strength of resisting him for a while.

The strength of the slow removal made Qingding bring the two of them closer together, and the thin and cool lips finally stuck to the place he wanted.

He gently touched the fragrance, but it was just a simple kiss, without a trace of ripples and lust, but with a hint of pity in his demeanor, as if he was afraid that this kiss would break her.

The slightly cool Buddha beads shone at his wrist, and the cold touch slightly pulled back her confused thoughts at the neck, and she looked at the man in front of her like a believer, humbly and obsessively kissing the god she believed in.

seems to be crazy and obsessed, but there is a little clarity and clarity in his eyes, pulling at his already small reason.

Chi Yao pushed him away, and her uneven panting face was flushed, which inexplicably dyed her innocent appearance a little brightly, and a touch of redness smeared at the end of her eyes.

Qingding, oh no.

It should be Su Ziqing, whose Adam's apple rolls slightly, with a beast-like glow, staring at the red lips that are slightly opened because of the lack of air.

His low voice sounded softly in her ears, "Is it okay to call me Ziqing?" ”

"Ziqing?"

"Yes, this is my common name, Qingding is just my legal name."

He gently rubbed the top of Chi Yao's hair, even if Chi Yao kept holding her against him with his hand, he hugged her tightly.

"Yaoyao, do you remember our days in Baolan Temple?"

Chi Yao didn't respond to his words, but the hand against her and the instant stiffness of her body made Su Ziqing feel it obviously.

"I'm back, I'll definitely protect you this time, I'm going to let you live well."

He spoke in a muffled voice, mixed with an inexplicable low emotion.

Chi Yao lowered her eyes, trying to reduce her heartbeat, but his words gently pierced her heart like a small needle, making her feel distressed.

After the original plot, he set fire to the palace and even took away the current emperor, and his crazy and paranoid personality is completely different from the image of today's Buddha.

At this moment, if he recalls the emotions at that time, I am afraid that he will take the fire fold and find the emperor again.