funbook-pk Chapter 169 Feelings Heat Up
Chapter 169 Feelings Heat Up
As if under a spell, he was involuntarily and deeply captivated by this exquisite moment. He marveled inwardly, as if he were witnessing the most precious and breathtaking sight in the world.
Look! This little girl's pink lips are like delicate petals just beginning to bloom, glistening with moisture and exuding a captivating fragrance. They are so soft that a gentle touch feels like a spring breeze caressing the face, bringing a slight tickle; and so gentle, like the warm and cozy winter sun shining on the body, bringing endless warmth and comfort from the bottom of one's heart.
The moment their lips slowly met, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world froze. Fan Junyu clearly felt the warm breath He Mingning exhaled, like wisps of smoke, subtly stirring his heartstrings. At the same time, he noticed her slightly trembling body, like a flower swaying in the wind, utterly endearing.
In an instant, an overwhelming sense of protectiveness surged through Fan Junyu's heart like a raging tide. At this moment, only one thought occupied his mind—to hold this delicate and lovely woman tightly in his arms, giving her meticulous care and love. He wanted her to be like a flower carefully protected in a greenhouse, far from the storms and harms of the outside world, forever resting quietly in his strong and warm embrace, never to leave.
Fan Junyu's desire was like a flood that had already broken its banks, surging and growing stronger with unstoppable force. His kisses became more and more intense and deep, as if he would never be satisfied, and the closer they got, the more he craved more. Before he knew it, his kisses swept over him like a storm.
At this moment, He Mingning was like a delicate flower swaying in a storm, appearing so weak and helpless, only able to passively endure Fan Junyu's wanton demands and invasions. Faced with Fan Junyu's intense offensive, she had absolutely no power to resist.
As time passed, He Mingning's body gradually became limp and weak, as if all her strength had been drained away. She felt as if she had lost all support, her body limp and weak, as if her bones had been removed. And so, the two embraced tightly, their lips and teeth intertwined, reluctant to part.
It's unclear how much time passed, but Fan Junyu finally released the person in his arms with reluctance. He Mingning was already panting heavily, like a deflated balloon, her body limp as she collapsed into Fan Junyu's warm, firm embrace. She opened her mouth wide, gasping for breath, as if trying to inhale all the fresh air in the world into her lungs.
Fan Junyu looked at the delicate woman in his arms with heartache, quickly freeing one hand to gently stroke her back, helping her catch her breath. At the same time, a charming smile full of doting affection played on his lips as he softly said to her, "How could you be so silly? Don't you even know how to breathe?" He Mingning's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, like a ripe apple, rosy and round. She gasped for breath, trying to steady her breathing, before gently pulling away from Fan Junyu's warm embrace. At that moment, she was like a frightened rabbit, head bowed, murmuring in a barely audible voice, "I...I don't know how."
Looking at her shy and adorable appearance, Fan Junyu's smile spread like ripples on a calm lake. A playful glint flashed in his eyes as he deliberately drawled, "Oh~ I see. In that case, I'll have to teach you properly from now on." As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned forward slightly and, like a light dragonfly skimming the water, gently placed a kiss on her pink lips.
He Mingning felt a burning sensation on her face, and she lowered her head even further, looking exactly like an ostrich burying its head in the sand in extreme shyness. Her face, which was already as red as a ripe apple, now looked even more delicate and tempting, making one want to take a bite.
Fan Junyu gazed silently at the shy little girl before him, who resembled a lamb, and his heart involuntarily trembled. He realized he couldn't tease her any longer, or she would be too ashamed to face him. So, he quickly abandoned his playful intentions, his tone softening as he softly asked, "I happen to be off today and have nothing to do all day. Is there anywhere you'd like to go this afternoon? If you just say the word, I'd be happy to go with you."
Upon learning that he had free time in the afternoon, He Mingning felt a surge of anticipation and nervousness. She gently bit her lip, then timidly lowered her voice and asked him, "Does this mean... you can stay with me all afternoon?" After saying this, she cautiously raised her head, gazing at the person in front of her with her clear, watery eyes, her gaze filled with longing and hope.
Fan Junyu's gaze fell on the person before him. Seeing her pitiful yet expectant expression, a ripple of tenderness stirred within him, softening his heart instantly. A gentle, captivating smile curved his lips, and he nodded slightly. Then, he opened his lips and, in a voice as soft and melodious as a warm spring breeze, slowly uttered a few words: "Yes, that's fine." This brief yet powerful reply, like heavenly music, reached He Mingning's ears.
Upon hearing the long-awaited reply, He Mingning's pretty face lit up as if illuminated by sunlight, instantly blossoming into a smile more radiant and dazzling than spring blossoms. Her bright and captivating eyes sparkled with undisguised joy, shining like the most brilliant stars in the vast night sky, impossible to ignore. At that moment, she was filled with happiness, radiating a captivating charm.
Overjoyed, He Mingning, like a cheerful little bird, began to fawn over Fan Junyu. Her soft, sweet voice seemed to possess a magical power, easily melting even the hardest ice: "I want to eat that candied hawthorn from last time, okay?" As she spoke, she playfully winked, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, making her exceptionally cute and charming. Looking at her innocent and carefree appearance, Fan Junyu's lips involuntarily curved into a doting smile. He extended his slender fingers and gently stroked He Mingning's delicate, pert nose, which was as adorable as a finely sculpted work of art, saying with a slightly teasing tone, "Of course! I never expected our Ningning to be such a little glutton!"
His words made He Mingning blush instantly, her face as radiant as a ripe apple. She didn't argue, but simply lowered her head shyly, a sweet smile still playing on her lips. At that moment, Fan Junyu took her soft, delicate hand in his, looking at her with tender eyes, and said softly, "Today I'll take you on a wonderful trip, so you can have a great time, okay?" He Mingning nodded gently, her head swaying like a flower in the wind.
So, hand in hand, the two slowly walked out of the room. Their figures gradually receded into the distance, eventually disappearing outside the door as they headed towards the bustling street. Along the way, He Mingning's laughter, clear and melodious like silver bells, echoed in the air; while Fan Junyu always wore a smile, carefully protecting the beauty beside him.
Meanwhile, in another corner of the capital, He Yanxi and Qin Yaoyao walked side by side. Instead of heading to the market, they headed straight back to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. Sunlight bathed them, illuminating their determined steps and their intertwined figures. Upon entering the mansion, He Yanxi's tall figure seemed to guide a fluttering butterfly, leading Qin Yaoyao through winding paths, past artificial hills and flowing water, directly to his own courtyard.
Seeing his master return from afar, accompanied by a beautiful woman, Lan Feng immediately understood and hurried forward, respectfully offering carefully prepared tea, exquisite pastries, and freshly picked fruits that still exuded a refreshing aroma. After doing all this, Lan Feng very discreetly and quietly left the room, considerately closing the door gently, so as not to disturb the person inside.
Qin Yaoyao was already very familiar with this palace, so she didn't wander around with the same curiosity she had when she first arrived. Instead, she quietly followed He Yanxi into the house and gracefully sat down on a beautifully carved pear wood chair.
The two sat facing each other, with an antique-style tea table between them. Steaming tea wafted from the table, its delicate aroma filling the room. They leisurely savored their tea, chatting idly, creating a remarkably harmonious atmosphere.
However, not long after, a steady and powerful footstep sound came from afar, and then the door was pushed open, and He Mingfeng and Qin Yunji walked in side by side.
Qin Yaoyao looked up and saw He Mingfeng dressed in a moon-white robe, his figure as upright as a pine tree; while Qin Yunji wore a royal blue brocade robe, looking dashing and debonair. Seeing the two of them appear at the same time, Qin Yaoyao couldn't help but feel a little surprised, so she asked with a face full of curiosity, "Fifth Brother, why did you two come together?"
Hearing Qin Yaoyao's question, Qin Yunji shrugged nonchalantly, a carefree smile playing on his lips, and replied, "Originally, He Laowu and I planned to go our separate ways. But, you know, I'm just the kind of person who can't stay idle. After thinking it over, I figured that instead of wandering around aimlessly on the streets, I might as well come to the Prince's Mansion to find you guys, and while I'm at it, I can also sample some of the finest tea treasured in the mansion!" With that, he winked at Qin Yaoyao, looking quite playful and adorable. He Mingfeng chimed in, "That's right, that's what I thought too! Who would have thought that I'd bump into this guy right there at the gate of the Prince's mansion! And then, we came in together." Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yunji immediately jumped in to refute him, "Hmph, I was the one who arrived at the gate first! If I hadn't heard you shouting my name, I would have already stepped into this mansion long ago. Who would want to come in with you!" He Mingfeng naturally wasn't going to back down, and immediately retorted without any politeness, "Oh dear, look at what you're saying! How can you blame anyone else? You can only blame yourself for not being able to think straight!"
Meanwhile, Qin Yaoyao watched the two of them bickering back and forth, finding it extremely amusing, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. She thought to herself, "Hehe, this is really great! I can still see Fifth Brother as energetic and vibrant as before." Just as Qin Yaoyao's thoughts were drifting and she was somewhat distracted, He Yanxi, who had been observing coldly, finally couldn't contain himself any longer. His face darkened, and his voice, as cold as frost, suddenly rang out: "Alright, shut up, both of you! If you keep chattering like this, believe me, I'll throw you both out the door!" He thought to himself, "Hmph! These two are truly ungrateful and clueless! They're so annoying, they're just too much of a nuisance! I was so happy to spend some time alone with Yao'er, but they ruined it all! Fine, I'll remember this. Just you wait and see how I deal with you two rascals when I get the chance!"
At the same time, upon hearing He Yanxi's chilling voice, which seemed to freeze the air itself, He Mingfeng and Qin Yunji trembled violently, instantly falling silent like two startled rabbits. They exchanged a trembling glance, each detecting a dangerous glint in the other's eyes. They quickly shut their mouths, daring not to utter another word, and silently sipped their tea, trying to conceal their inner fear and unease.
Time passed slowly, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive. Fortunately, it wasn't long before the group began discussing what had happened in the restaurant. Qin Yunji slowly placed his teacup on the table, his brow furrowed, his face full of worry. He sighed softly, "Alas, I really wonder how A-Yu's conversation with the Princess is going? This is truly worrying! Are we just going to watch this prize slip away?" He shook his head, his unease growing.
He Mingfeng, standing to the side, was equally worried. He crossed his arms and paced back and forth, muttering to himself, "That's right! Their engagement was arranged since they were born. It would be such a pity if it didn't come to fruition! Back then, this marriage was the talk of the town. If it falls through, not only will we feel sorry, but Father and Mother will probably be heartbroken!" As he spoke, he stopped and looked into the distance, a hint of worry and helplessness in his eyes.