Chapter 507: 338... Will Only Affect the Speed of Drawing the Sword (Part 2)
Chapter 507: 338... Will Only Affect the Speed of Drawing the Sword (Part 2)
Chapter 507: Chapter 338… Will Only Affect the Speed of Drawing the Sword (Part 2)
However, although Qing Jun often resisted with a tense, pretty face during the latter part of the night,
now, in retrospect, Zhao Rong realized that she was actually half willing.
Otherwise, not to mention Zhao Rong who was still one step away from the Fu Yao Realm, who could force Qing Jun?
Her temperament was cold yet extremely fierce, like a sharp sword, bendable yet unbreakable.
Only he, Rong’er, could mischievously bully her, but he could not go too far, lest she felt undervalued and uncherished by him, her husband. That truly would have broken Qing Jun’s heart.
What mattered most to Qing Jun was her place in his heart; it had to be the highest, just as he was her sun.
Zhao Rong was very aware of this point, and he felt the same, considering her the bright moon of his heart.
Thus, Zhao Rong always took care to consider Qing Jun’s feelings, maintaining a certain measure, unless he couldn’t help it.
And last night, after being bullied like that and accompanying his antics, allowing him to roughly succeed, it was probably also a compensatory affection due to her husband’s imminent departure.
Zhao Rong, while listening to the sound of the rain and lost in thought, watched guiltily as Qing Jun tucked herself into the embroidered duvet.
He glanced at the blanket covering himself.
Originally, last night, they shared the same duvet, but then…
At that moment, as the first clap of thunder sounded outside the window and the heavy rain poured down, wave after wave splattering the pure white world below.
Qing Jun, with her beautiful head buried in the duvet, didn’t even look at Zhao Rong, straightaway curled up her slender jade legs and kicked him off the Imperial Concubine’s Couch.
However, Zhao Rong’s cultivation at the Ascending Realm was not in vain, not just in making Qing Jun’s heart tremble with exhaustion.
He instantly came to his senses, swiftly catching Qing Jun’s softly forceful, exquisite left ankle.
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