Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1070: Chitose is becoming more and more difficult to coax.

Lie Jiuqing had no chance to refuse Wen Rong, so he hugged her tightly.

He carefully avoided her wounds and leaned against her quietly, squinting his eyes slightly, like a satiated big cat, rubbing against her shoulders, making Lie Jiuqing's heart become extremely soft little by little.

Such gentleness made her completely defenseless.

At this moment, she wanted to give her life to him, as long as he was happy.

Lie Jiuqing's fingertips were entangled in his black hair, teasing the love in his ear, and sighed in a low voice, "It would be great if I could live like this for the rest of my life..."

These words were like a strong wind sweeping past, causing Wen Rong's heart to be filled with turmoil.

The warmth in his arms was slightly startled, and with her throat rolling, he came forward and kissed her lips gently without answering.

He actually wanted to.

Lie Jiuqing didn't ask for anything so forcefully. His initiative had already made her extremely satisfied. As long as this was the case, even if it was just one more hour.

The two of them just leaned against each other quietly, with a slight curve on their lips.

The bad blizzard seemed to have completely passed. The closer it got to night, the better the sky became. After the clouds passed, the sky was filled with stars and a crescent moon hung high above it.

The wind is full of the unique cold smell of frost, and the smell of blood is vague but cannot be hidden.

There was dim candlelight in the room. Lie Jiuqing felt a little itchy on her face and slowly opened her eyes. Wen Rong did not stop kissing her.

His kiss was very light, passing through the gauze on his wrist and kissing all the way to his bones. The lingering and lingering taste came to his heart, which was indescribably soft.

Lie Jiuqing asked in a low voice: "What time is it?"

"It's Hai time."

Wen Rong murmured hoarsely, flicking the ink bracelet with her fingertips. He half-supported his body and looked at him with burning red eyes.

His eyes were gleaming, as if some indescribable emotion was about to overflow.

The birthday is almost over, and Lie Jiuqing's gift has not been sent out yet.

Wen Rong looked at her so intently again that Lie Jiuqing looked away shyly.

Just as she was about to escape, Wen Rong hooked her chin, "Qingqing, have you forgotten something?"

"No."

Lie Jiuqing spoke so simply that Wen Rong's beautiful eyes darkened immediately.He said nothing, looking at her eyes gradually filled with loss, and his sadness seemed to drown her.

At this moment, Lie Jiuqing felt like a heinous sinner.

Wen Rong looked at it for a long time, then turned over and lay down.

The quilt was pulled hard, covering most of his face, leaving only Lie Jiuqing with a piece of scattered black hair.

Lie Jiuqing sighed, hooked his black hair and kissed him softly on the lips, "Master Qiansui, you are becoming more and more difficult to coax."

Not saying it was okay, but saying so, Wen Rong seemed to have been wronged a lot. His hair was covered, and he didn't even let go of a strand in Lie Jiuqing's hand, and pulled it out.

Lie Jiuqing held on and said hoarsely, "I haven't forgotten."

Wen Rong stopped pulling, but there was no movement.

"I said I would give you a gift."

Lie Jiuqing clearly remembered every word Wen Rong said, including the five years she was imprisoned in her previous life, when she cursed hysterically day after day.

She thought that she might be the person who hurt Wen Rong the most in the world, because her injuries were unscrupulous and hit with a knife.

"Why do you want to send me?"

"think."

Under the quilt, Wen Rong's eyes were dim, shrouded in layers of unforgettable depth, "Is that just this?"

He thought she still remembered his birthday.

The corners of Lie Jiuqing's lips relaxed, naturally it was more than just that, she wanted him to be happier on his birthday.

"I want you to be happy, so I want to give it to you."

Wen Rong was silent for a long time. Lie Jiuqing pulled off his quilt and leaned over to look at him, "Don't you want it anymore?"

"think."

With a smile on his lips, Lie Jiuqing sat up straight and said softly: "Give me your hand."

(End of this chapter)