The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Su Luo smirked and pinched his cheek with one hand. “Sir, can you smile for this girl?”

Those glistening red lips, moist and plump, seemed like smooth and fragrant honey. Su Luo secretly wanted to take a bite of them.

Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo, “Girl, you’re playing with fire.”

Su Luo didn’t give him any time to think and bent over, firmly planting her lips on his.

But it was only for a second. Before Nangong Liuyun could react, she had already pulled away, rubbing her chin and contentedly eyeing him up and down, “Tut tut tut, inexperienced kissing technique and poor reflexes, Nangong Liuyun. The heavens gave you such great assets, but you don’t make use of them. Isn’t that such a waste?”

Inexperienced kissing technique?

Nangong Liuyun’s eyes were set ablaze with vigorous, burning flames, and his voice turned husky: “Girl, you’re becoming even more impudent.”

Su Luo snuggled into his chest, her arms embracing his lean waist, and took in a deep breath, “It’s great to be able to hug you like this; it’s great that you would travel day and night over thousands of miles to save me. You’re so great. What reason could I have to not trust you?”

Nangong Liuyun stiffened, then relaxed and held her tightly in his embrace, affectionately rubbing her head, “Then what about you messing with me just now?”

Su Luo giggled, “You fool. How could I be mad at someone who treats me well? How could I not trust you? But if you want to act like you were wronged, then I’ll play along with you-”

This girl! Nangong Liuyun lifted her chin with his hand, and fixed a wicked gaze at her.

She had her way with me just now. If I didn’t do the same back, I would have lost.

Thus, he leaned in and seized Su Luo’s plump, rosy lips.

His kiss wasn’t violent.

It was gentle and soft, light and slow, like a drizzle of rain.

This deep kiss was full of his love for her.

In the end, he finally let go of Su Luo’s lips, his eyes deeply filled with tenderness.

As the light of the early morning sun appeared, soft, orange rays of light scattered from behind him, making him appear hazy.

He lowered his head, placing his forehead against Su Luo’s as they took in each other’s breaths.

He looked at her smile.

She looked at his smile.

Unwilling to ruin the moment, the two stayed still in a way that seemingly stopped time itself.

They were truly lovesick fools.

“I’ll miss you,” Nanogong Liuyun tenderly caressed Su Luo’s delicate cheeks. “After this farewell, I don’t know when we will meet again.”

“You’re leaving?” Su Luo’s eyes filled with worry.

Leave. Of course, I had to leave. As long as the matter with the Thorn wasn’t settled, how could I return worry-free?

“Will you miss me?” Nangong Liuyun embraced her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder as they watched the sunrise.

His voice was gentle and fluid, like feathers brushing over Su Luo’s heart. It was hard for her to bear.

“Just when will you truly return to my side?” Su Luo asked, downcast.

“Just when will you truly become a Grandmaster Apothecary?” Nangong Liuyun’s breath on her sensitive ears caused her body to become weak.

“I’ll definitely be there faster than you,” Su Luo declared with confidence. “Your Empress. You have no way of getting her to move, right? I’m telling you, I can refine Grandmaster pills once in a while, but to advance to Grandmaster Apothecary, I still need two more ingredients. Don’t you worry, I’ll definitely be able to manage by myself.”