Yu Xing's palm was filled with cold air, which penetrated the fabric and penetrated into the skin.

Wen Qing's body was hot at the moment, and she could clearly feel Yu Xing's hand slowly moving back, covering his legs, as if stroking a doll, gently caressing.

After the coolness dissipated from the place he touched, a more intense warmth followed, making people more and more greedy for the temperature on Yu Xing's body.

Wen Qing pinched her palm, trying her best to ignore the changes in her body, and said to Yu Xing, "You don't need to feed him."

"You get out of the way!"

Wen Qing was a little angry, she wanted to yell at Yu Xing, but when she made a sound, her voice was soft and sticky, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

Yu Xing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes darkened by two points.

He leaned in front of Wen Qing, pressed against the tip of his nose, and said slowly, "Then who do you want to feed?"

"Sikong? Ji Yu? The housekeeper? Or in the room?"

Yu Xing's breath was also cold, brushing his cheeks, Wen was slightly stunned, and he didn't hear the last words he said clearly.

Yu Xing lowered his eyes, looked at Wen Qing's wet eyes, and sneered: "Mother, isn't that what you seduced me for?"

He flexed his fingers, his fingertips twirling on Wen Qing's leg.

The dryness in Wen Qing's heart burned more and more vigorously.

"Human beings are dominated by desire," Yu Xing moved his gaze down, looked at Wen Qing's flushed face, and said with a low smile, "Didn't you already feel it?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, because of Yu Xing's touch, his body's reaction was stronger than in the seminary.

I want to touch, want to touch, don't want to be so hot anymore

Wen Qing let out a breath of hot air, raised his eyes in confusion, and met Yu Xing's dark eyes.

Depression... Desire

The depression and depression in front of him are definitely related.

Wen Qing's mind turned hard for a while.

Yu Xing looked at the dazed look in his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Who is mother thinking about?"

"Or are you thinking of something?"

He tilted his head slightly, rubbed his lips against Wen Qing's cheek, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you thinking of Sikong?"

"Or father?"

Wen Qing recovered and saw the dissatisfaction in Yu Xing's eyes.

There are still two props he can use now, and he is reluctant to use it for stagnation.

Sikong is more dangerous than the suffocation of talking rhetorically.

"Would you like to give it a try, who fucks you the best?"

Wen Qing opened her mouth and was about to speak, but in the next second, Yu Xing held her lips.

His eyelashes trembled, he hesitated for a moment, but still no props were used.

Yu Xing felt his obedience, and the tip of his tongue hooked his lips, slowly reaching his mouth.

"Hmm." Wen Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she couldn't help but let out a low hum.

The kiss this time was completely different from the previous ones. The senses on and inside his lips seemed to be magnified several times, and he could clearly feel Yu Xing's wet tongue rubbing against the inner wall of his mouth.

An electric numbness spread from the upper jaw to the limbs, and every inch of his skin and every blood vessel seemed to be washed away by this feeling.

Wen Qing couldn't control the low voice in her throat at all, and her breathing gradually began to be rapid.

Hearing his sticky voice, Yu Xing made a move, wrapped around the tip of his tongue, pressed against the base of his tongue, and absorbed every trace of water from Wen Qing's mouth.

Wen Qing's upper jaw was sore and numb, her eyes became more and more red, and her humming sound was a little crying.

Yu Xing's body was filled with cold air, even if Yu Xing didn't move anything except his tongue, Wen Qing still felt like he was touching him.

It was as if even the air was stroking him.

Wen Qing couldn't help squinting her eyes, raised her head, and curled her toes.

His mind was chaotic, and he couldn't remember anything except how his body felt at the moment, so he could only be controlled by Yu Xing.

"Well"

The corridor was very quiet, the sound of heavy breathing and the faint sound of water were clearly visible.

Yu Xing looked at Wen Qing's blurred eyes obsessively, and licked his lips.

After a long time, he licked the soft lips and stopped.

He licked the water stains off his lips and looked at Wen Qing's flushed cheeks.

Wen Qing was still in a trance, her cheeks were flushed, covered with wet tears, and it glowed with a seductive luster under the dim yellow light.

His eye sockets and the tip of his nose were also red, and his lips were the worst, red and swollen, as if he was seducing someone for a kiss.

Yu Xing's breath stagnated, he bent his fingers, put his palm against Wen Qing's leg, and said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't started fucking you yet, mother."

"Do you want to be in the hallway? Or somewhere else?"

"If Sikong sees it," Yu Xing paused and whispered deliberately, "Do you think he will join?"

"You are so greedy, aren't two sons enough?"

Wen Qing's mind was still dazed, and she couldn't hear what Yu Xing was saying.

He panted, came over for a while, then regained his senses a little and met a familiar look.

It was dark, and the pupils were burning with flames.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, her lips hurt, and tears came out again.

Yu Xing half-closed his eyes, he couldn't help raising his hand to rub his wet lips, and said softly, "Mother can't help it."

Wen Qing looked at him, a cold wind brushed across his cheeks, and then he saw Yu Xing being kicked against the wall.

The next second, he saw the butler appear in front of him, reaching out and hugging him.

"Second Young Master, don't seduce Madam."

Yu Xing raised his eyelids and said with a cold face, "What are you?"

The housekeeper hugged Wen Qing and said blankly, "I have an obligation to protect my wife."

Yu Xing straightened his body, looked at Wen Qing's flushed cheeks in the butler's arms, and raised the corners of his mouth: "This is what my mother wants."

The housekeeper's eyes flashed with blue light: "Mrs. is just an ordinary human being."

"Trouble Second Young Master take care of yourself."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Wen Qing, turned and walked towards the stairs.

Yu Xing took a step forward subconsciously, then stopped and looked down at his feet.

He frowned, turned and walked into the bedroom, looking at the dessert tray occupying the place of the incense burner on the table.

After a long time, Yu Xing picked up the spoon and tried to take a bite.

"It's unpalatable."

Wen Qing stayed in the butler's arms for a while, and then her body and mind recovered.

After leaving Yu Xing, the dryness in his body suddenly disappeared, but his hands and feet were still a little weak.

The housekeeper carried him back to the room and gently put him on the bed.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and her cheeks were wet.

The housekeeper wet the towel and was wiping his face.

Wen Qing raised his eyes, the housekeeper's blue eyes, without avoiding, lay quietly.

The butler is protecting him.

The butler was on his side.

Wen Qing looked at the butler's non-human hand, and his brain turned slowly.

After these two days, it can be seen that the housekeeper is very obedient. Although there are many things that he cannot tell him, he will not interfere in what he wants to do, and even help him by accident.

won't suspect anything wrong with him, won't question him

Like a system with a body.

Wen Qing was stunned.

The housekeeper saw Wen Qing's daze, and the movements of his hands became more and more gentle.

He gently wiped Wen Qing's face, the tears on his cheeks, and wiped his red lips again, feeling the soft and warm skin with his fingertips.

After a long time, the butler put down the towel and untied the ties of Wen Qing's cloak with both hands.

Wen Qing wore several clothes. didn't feel the housekeeper's movements.

He closed his eyes and began to recall what had just happened.

The ability of the second young master is similar to the ability of Yu Xing, both of which are related to desire and can amplify desire.

Desire | God of Hope...

Wen lightly remembered something that he had forgotten.

Since Yu Xing is in charge of desire, then Sikong and Ji Yu should also be in charge.

Sikong's words

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and the words of the maids played back in her ears.

The weather is good, the young master is in a good mood

Recalling the memories and getting along with Sikong before, Wen Qing understood a little.

Sikong likes animals, protects human beings, and likes nature

He should be related to nature, and his mood will be displayed in the sky.

The eldest young master also has abilities similar to Sikong.

Suddenly, Wen Qing felt a cool feeling on her collarbone.

He opened his eyes and saw that his cloak and coat had been taken off, and the housekeeper was about to take off his shirt.

Wen Qing quickly grabbed the butler's hand: "You don't have to take this off!"

"Yes." The butler replied, his expression unchanged.

Wen Qing just breathed a sigh of relief, only to see the housekeeper leaned over, put his hands on his pants, and gestured to take off his pants for him.

Wen Qing instinctively dodged sideways and said, "You don't need to take off these!"

"I can do it myself."

This time the butler did not leave directly, but bent his fingers, hooked his belt, and said calmly, "Madam, your leg is injured."

"Need medicine."