Zui Gu🔞 ( mtl)

47

　　As the night deepened, after Xie Ci Yan coaxed the person in his arms, he rowed the boat back to the shore, took Yan Zhao Zhao on horseback, and galloped all the way towards the camp.

　　Yan Zhao Zhao's mind was a little cloudy.

　　The wind blowing in her face when she rode was so cold, but her cheeks were unconsciously hot. What kept lingering in her mind was the words that Xie Ci Yan told her in the most determined voice that he would protect her.

　　It is undeniable that at that moment, she fell in love with him.

　　She is the daughter of the prime minister, with a noble status, and is a real noble lady. But it is precisely because she is the daughter of the prime minister that everyone thinks she is invaluable and does not need to be protected.

　　Ever since she began to remember, her mother's love for her was to raise her to be a legitimate daughter who could be valued by her father, so her mother would never protect her, but would only blame her for being useless, losing face in front of her father, and being worse than a concubine's daughter. Her father even thought that she was already a legitimate daughter, and her mother would give her whatever she wanted. Seeing that she had everything, her father felt sorry for the daughters born to Aunt Yuan, and always felt that they had nothing.

　　Yan Zhaozhao had a strong mother who was the head of the family, and Aunt Yuan was even more delicate in her father's eyes. He would not protect her, and even if he got anything outside, he would only send it to Aunt Yuan. She still remembered that when she was a child, she happened to run into her father bringing back rose cakes from outside. She carefully asked her father if he could let her taste it. To this day, she still remembers her father's angry face at that time.

　　"You are the legitimate daughter of the prime minister, how can you be so petty! Are you going to snatch your sister's snacks? If you want to eat, you can ask your mother to send someone to buy it. Why do you have to come to me to snatch your sister's things!" The father waved his sleeves and left, full of anger, and kept accusing her of being ignorant.

　　The matter soon reached her mother's ears. Her mother didn't say a word, just let her kneel in the middle of the yard, looked at her coldly, pointed at her and scolded her for being useless.

　　She has always loved rose pastry, but her father never knew. He only cared about Yan Zhiman in his heart, and gave her even the slightest bit of fatherly love without reservation. At

　　that moment, she knew that there was probably no one in the world who would protect her anymore.

　　But now... Yan Zhaozhao tilted her head slightly, and could only catch a glimpse of the man's well-defined jaw from the corner of her eye. Looking down, his Adam's apple rolled gently. It was obviously just a very ordinary action, but somehow, her face seemed to get hotter.

　　"Xie Ciyan..." She called out in a low voice, and she thought it would be drowned out by the whistling wind, but she never thought that the man behind her heard it and responded in a low voice.

　　"What's wrong?"

　　Yan Zhaozhao's face was not only hot at this moment, but even her heart, which was filled with chill, was injected with a warm current at this moment, which was both warm and satisfied.

　　"I... I'm cold." Her voice was soft to begin with, and the deliberate weakness at this moment made her look even more delicate. The coquettish words hit Xie Ci Yan's heart hard, and his heart suddenly softened.

　　He immediately tightened the reins, untied the cloak with his fingertips and put it on Yan Zhao Zhao's slender shoulders. The cloak was large and thick. After putting it on, Yan Zhao Zhao felt a little hot on her back, and it also carried the warmth and breath of a man.

　　What she wanted was not his cloak at all.

　　Yan Zhao Zhao raised her hand to stop Xie Ci Yan from tying the belt for her, and said against her will: "I still feel cold." Without waiting for the man to react, she boldly grasped the man's clothes on his chest with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the horse's back to lift her foot to turn around.

　　Seeing her action, Xie Ci Yan's heart tightened immediately, and his big hand rested on her lower back to prevent her from falling. He lowered his eyes and watched the woman in front of him turn around and look at him face to face. The cloak on her shoulders that had not been tied yet fell to the ground as she turned around, but no one had the heart to pick it up.

　　Xie Ciyan raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Where is it cold?" The big hand covering her lower back slightly pulled her forward and let her get closer, "Can I warm you up?"

　　Yan Zhaozhao's eyes were smiling, her red lips were slightly hooked, full of seductive meaning, she took the initiative to hug his waist, buried her head in his chest, and her voice became softer, "Everywhere is cold."

　　He touched her fingertips and cheeks inconspicuously, a little cold, but it shouldn't be cold everywhere. But he didn't expose her, and looked at her leisurely, "What should I do? There is no hot spring nearby."

　　Hearing about the hot spring, Yan Zhaozhao's mind seemed to be stimulated by something, and she automatically recalled the ridiculous scene they had in the spring that day. The tip of her ear was hung with red, the lower back that he was holding was a little soft, and the lower abdomen felt a little sore.

　　She had the intention to seduce him, so her movements became more and more bold. Her slender white fingertips played with his belt, rolling it up a little bit on her fingertips, as if she was secretly studying how to untie it.

　　Yan Zhaozhao's movements were a little clumsy, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was a little anxious, obviously she had never untied another man's belt before. This cognition pleased Xie Ci Yan, and he looked directly into her sparkling eyes with a deep look in his eyes, pinched her fingertips with his big hand, and slowly moved her to the position of the belt buckle. "Belt, this is how to untie it."

　　He led her fingertips to press lightly on the buckle, and with a light "click" sound, the black belt was untied in response, and before it slipped off, Xie Ci Yan held it in his hand, and the collar was already slightly loose. "Zhao Zhao wants my belt?"

　　Xie Ci Yan came close and bit her red ear tip lightly, "Or... want something else."

　　Without paying attention, Yan Zhaozhao seemed to be toyed by the man in front of him again, and he became the dominant one. Xie Ci Yan probably didn't know that she liked to see him the most when he couldn't control his emotions. When he was banished to the mortal world, even she couldn't help but keep her eyes on him, unable to move them away.

　　Her slightly cool little hand lifted Xie Ci Yan's shirt, and placed her cool palm on his lower abdomen. Her body also moved closer to him little by little, lowering her head and stretching out a pink tongue to gently sweep across his chest, like a feather sweeping across the tip of her heart, making her feel itchy but unable to suppress the desire that was surging up.

　　"Xie Ci Yan..." Her palm traced his thigh, touching the huge thing that was already hard between his legs through his clothes. Her voice was a little charming, and every look she gave him was like a charm.

　　"I want you."