Pei Junwu frowned. "Whether you accept it or not is another matter. But I'm very curious."
Yi Chunjun pursed his lips, "Whether I can give you this gift or not depends on luck. I'll try my best and do it as soon as possible."
Xiao Yuan blushed and glared at him, but he just kept chuckling to himself despite the glare.
“You two step aside, I also have something to say to my father-in-law and mother-in-law.” Yi Chunjun waved his hand, signaling them to move aside. He then stepped forward and knelt down solemnly. “Father-in-law and mother-in-law, from today onwards, I am Li Yuan’er’s husband. To be honest, how did you two manage to raise such a difficult daughter? She’s very torturous.”
"Yi Chunjun!"
"Your Majesty, your loyal minister has resigned, so I will take over this arduous and exhausting task. If you two are aware of this in the afterlife, please visit the Moon King's successor in a dream and ask her to treat me better!"
Xiao Yuan glared at him, both angry and amused. He had already stood up, pulled her into his arms, and strode away.
Xiao Yuan looked at Pei Junwu and asked, "Where are you going? Junwu is here too."
Yi Chunjun curled his lips again, glancing at Pei Junwu, "Don't follow us, and don't peek! We're going to prepare a gift for you."
Xiao Yuan blushed again and pinched him hard.
He chuckled again and took her hand.
Pei Junwu frowned inexplicably.
Chapter 67 of "The Smiling Flower": How to Know
The spray from the waterfall transformed into a magnificent rainbow in the sunlight. Xiao Yuan tilted his head back in the water, squinting as he gazed at the beautiful colored light.
"Yi Chunjun, we must live in a place with waterfalls in the future, it's so beautiful..." she sighed contentedly.
Yi Chunjun gently and patiently washed her long, black hair from behind. His own hair floated on the water, like wings draped in black silk. "Okay, I'll build one for you at home."
She chuckled softly. "Home?" The laughter was followed by a bittersweet longing. For so many years, she had had no home. In Phoenix City, Sichuan felt like home; back in Sichuan, all she saw was ruins. Peijiazhuang, Shuangjie Hall, felt more like "Xiao Juyuan's" home.
"What's wrong?" Noticing her silence, he let down her long hair, allowing it to flutter on the water like a beautiful fan. He stepped forward and embraced her, looking at her closely. "Your Majesty, my little fairy, what's wrong?" he said, with a mixture of affection and teasing.
“Yi Chunjun…I want a home.” She looked up at him solemnly, her eyes slightly misty, obscuring the sparkle in them.
He was startled, then his face filled with tenderness. He lifted his hand from the water and cupped her delicate chin, the water dripping from his hand creating ripples on the surface of the water in front of her chest. His handsome, thin lips kissed her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, as if bewitching her, as if making a vow, he whispered, "From now on... wherever I am, that will be your home."
Tears of happiness slid down her blurry eyes, and he gently licked them away.
"Yi Chunjun..." she murmured, calling his name. She wrapped her soft arms around his neck. She really loved him, even though he always made her sad and angry.
He was nearly driven to madness by her alluring seduction, and he looked at her with a faint smile, "You've become too good at bewitching and controlling me..."
She pressed her face against his strong, smooth chest, listening to his increasingly rapid heartbeat. "I love how you're captivated by me."
He chuckled softly.
"There's one thing I don't understand: how did you know I'm the Palace Master of the Extinction Palace?"
She chuckled softly against his chest. "Want to know?"
"certainly."
“I’ll tell you.”
She straightened up and looked into his eyes. Her tender gaze intensified the lust in his eyes. He chuckled, "You're such a little devil, you're going to kill me."
Xiao Yuan mimicked his mischievous smile, slowly untied the already soaked belt from his waist, and tightly blindfolded him.
"Hmm?" He whimpered in confusion.
"Isn't this to tell you the answer? This answer... can't be told."
She chuckled softly, suddenly finding the feeling of leading the lovemaking process quite enjoyable. She wanted to drive him crazy, make him infatuated with her, and make him devoted to her for the rest of his life—to build a home for her.
She supported herself on his shoulders to kiss his lips, but the buoyancy of the water seemed to pull her away, and besides, he was so much taller than her. She squinted, then took his hand and led him to the shore. The stone bank, polished smooth as a mirror by the water, was waist-high to her. She gently pushed herself up and sat on the stone, helping him to sit down as well.
Yi Chunjun's thin lips were tightly closed, but the corners of his mouth were curved into a very pleased smile. Looking at those curved lips, she felt extremely happy. He... liked it like this too, didn't he?
She also pinched his chin with her hand, and then kissed him deeply.
He braced himself against the rock behind him to keep from falling, a heartfelt sob escaping his throat. Her other small hand, however, became restless, slipping inside his collar and gently caressing his chest. He smiled silently. She was truly a good student, learning so quickly and applying what she learned to other situations…
Just as he was about to lose control of his desire from her kisses and push her down, she lifted her head, her slight panting driving him almost mad. She gently removed his clothes, and he heard a soft rustling sound. Soon, her delicate body nestled against him. Her skin was cool and moist, but she was hot… This enchantress, she actually straddled him, and he felt her small tongue lightly licking his chest muscles.
"Mmm—" He comfortably tilted his head back, supporting his upper body with his hands, and continued to accept her sweetest torment.
She gazed breathlessly at his beautiful, muscular chest, at the ugly scar on the pretty skin of his left breast—she passionately licked it, her tongue scraping hard across the small protrusion. He let out a soft moan, his head tilting back…
His neck was so beautiful—she leaned down, pressing herself against his already burning chest, maliciously rubbing her soft, swollen breasts against his skin. She licked his Adam's apple, which bobbed up and down, and sure enough, he went wild… She laughed triumphantly.
His taut, burning erection had reached its peak, but her close proximity brought him even closer to her already moist and warm flower source, like the most fatal invitation. She swayed her waist, and her moist flower source pressed slightly against his burning tip, gently embracing it a little. He thrust wildly, wanting more, but she just chuckled and lifted her head.
"Fairy, fairy..." He trembled with tension all over his body, sat up straight, freed his hands, and accurately pinched her slender waist, not allowing her to tease him any further, and pressed down hard.
They both groaned softly in pleasure... She supported herself on his shoulders, swaying her hips and tightening her embrace around him with tenderness. His handsome face furrowed slightly, and she quickened her movements...
"Ah..." he cried out, his burning life force erupting for her.
He gasped for breath, ripped the blindfold off his eyes, and laughed sensually, "I understand."
She lay limply on him, a faint smile on her face.