The Salted Fish Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

161-165

Chapter 161

An inexplicable fear crept up from her back, lingered in her heart for a moment, and then flooded her limbs.

The fourth master felt a heavy weight on his chest that made it almost impossible to breathe. He could only stroke her chin and lift her face without rejection.

He ordered, "Look at me, like before."

The majesty of the top predator does not allow anyone to provoke it.

Geng Qingning tilted her head. Even the smartest hunters can be careless sometimes, and even the most powerful hunters have weaknesses. She smiled, "Before? How?"

This is a question.

The fingers caressing the delicate skin exerted a little force. Siye narrowed his eyes, unable to see the emotions surging inside. He moved closer, buried his head in her hair and took a deep breath, and the anger in his heart surged out.

Too angry, his voice became softer, like a whisper between lovers, "Ningning, don't anger me."

Geng Qingning was almost completely embraced in his arms, her nose touching his tightly tied collar, wrapped in the familiar smell, she quietly took a breath without anyone noticing, and her throat was choked unconsciously.

The fourth master didn't like to use incense, but she could always smell a kind of cedar scent from him that was very similar to the Buddhist incense in the temple. It was clear and cold, but it made people feel peaceful.

Modern biology believes that people's sense of smell is very sensitive, and they can even smell the genetic information transmitted from others. The greater the genetic difference between two people, the more attractive the smell of the other person is to you. After receiving the stimulation of this signal, changes will occur in breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature.

In other words, your body and your genes choose each other before your brain.

But scientific research also shows that the greater the genetic difference, the more obvious the advantage of the offspring.

Look, the human body is really amazing. What love or not is just the gene of reproduction.

The person in his arms was motionless, so well-behaved that it was surprising. The fourth master looked up to find her eyes, only to see that her eyes were scattered and unfocused. Even though he was standing in front of her, she didn't see him in her eyes.

At this moment, he wanted to question her, scold her, order her... and beg her.

Look at him like before.

But he didn't have time to say anything, his body had already tightly embraced her, one hand stroking her face, the other holding her waist to fix her in his arms, ignoring her struggle, biting her lips in anger, holding her tongue tip, licking again and again.

In this world, he can ask for it, and he can also hold it.

Geng Qingning's tongue was numb, and the air in her chest and lungs was getting less and less, making her feel a little suffocated. The instinct for survival made her scratch and make a fuss without any reason, but she was pressed against the pillar beside her, her waist was hoisted, her legs were entangled, and even her arms were lifted above her head.

He lowered his head, stared at her eyes with tears and fire, and gently kissed her eyelids, "You must always look at me."

Even if she was angry or angry, it was better to look at him so vividly than the look that could be blown away by a gust of wind just now.

Geng Qingning just wanted to bite him to death, but her body had already softened like a puddle of water, and the aftereffects of the honey wine began to take over her head. She was dizzy and had no strength.