Chapter 66 Chapter 66 Before her stood a man with a scorching breath…

"Hua Chao! Hua Chao!"

Biezhi called out at the top of her voice.

The sudden, clear voice startled the birds napping in the treetops.

Seeing no familiar figure around, she called out again, "Hua Chao!"

"Miss," Hua Chao, hidden in the shadows, hurried out.

The girl in Fu Huaiqing's eyes felt as if she had found her savior. Seeing this, Fu Huaiqing glanced briefly and saw Hua Chao hurriedly approaching with a bowl of soup.

Before she even reached Biezhi, she reached out to take the soup and quickly passed it to the man's tightly pursed lips. She

said crisply, "It's for cooling down." Fu Huaiqing's lips twitched at the words.

He lowered his eyelids slightly to glimpse the rippling soup, a faint glint in his eyes. "You've prepared quite a bit,"

Biezhi smiled shyly at the compliment.

After all, the herbs were potent, so she had to be prepared.

Fortunately, it came in handy.

Biezhi, however, didn't let her guard down. She held the cooling tea in her palm forward again, "Drink it quickly."

If she didn't, she'd die here!

Fu Huaiqing stared at the girl for a moment, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

He raised his eyes slightly, then took her hand and slowly drank the cooling tea.

Biezhi raised the tea bowl again, making sure he had finished it before she breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced around and suggested, "Get some cool air here to cool off." She withdrew her hand, gave a flattering smile, and said, "I won't accompany you anymore." She turned

and started to run.

Fu Huaiqing quickly grabbed her wrist. "Why are you running?"

"If you don't run, you'll be..." Biezhi stopped talking immediately, her mouth tightly shut. After a moment's hesitation, she said seriously, "I don't need it yet."

Fu Huaiqing's demeanor was calm. "I do."

"..." Biezhi was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "You don't have to."

Just like before, without any desires or demands.

She nodded affirmatively. "You absolutely don't."

The girl's eyes grew firmer, as if she was trying to convince herself rather than him.

Fu Huaiqing raised an eyebrow, his fingertips gripping her wrist, lightly tracing her pulse. "You started this, and you're not responsible for the aftermath?"

The scorching heat of his fingertips brushed against her, and Biezhi felt something different inside her, something she had never felt before, like a faint feather brushing against her.

The handsome man approached slowly, the bright night air pouring down relentlessly, falling completely upon him, his elegant features gleaming in the moonlight.

She fell silent.

After a moment, Biezhi finally remembered the situation and quickly explained, "It was the herbs that started it."

Fu Huaiqing couldn't help but laugh.

He released his grip on her and said, "Let's go."

"Hmm?" Biezhi was stunned, momentarily unresponsive.

Fu Huaiqing suppressed the surge of desire, not wanting to frighten her.

There was more to their relationship than just the immediate issues.

Gazing into the girl's pure, clear eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew she might be efficient and swift, acting on her own whim, but in her heart, 'Ji Ran' held a higher place than the man named Fu Huaiqing.

He could act as Ji Ran, drawing them closer, but he didn't want to spend her life as Ji Ran.

Before she was clear about her feelings, Fu Huaiqing didn't want to force her.

Fu Huaiqing didn't say it explicitly, but Biezhi understood.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she was hesitant to speak.

Suddenly, Biezhi's heart skipped a beat.

In fact, it's not that she didn't want to...

In fact, she was also a little looking forward to it.

She was just a little scared, a little nervous, afraid of him after he had taken a lot of supplements.

Their eyes met for a while, and Biezhi turned around and walked back slowly. She could feel the burning gaze on her without looking back.

Fu Huaiqing's eyes were fixed on the girl's thin back, watching her walk to the door of the study courtyard. When she was about to step out of the courtyard, she suddenly turned around and walked towards him at an extremely fast pace.

The girl approached, her round almond eyes sparkling.

Biezhi tiptoed slightly and placed a light kiss on the man's thin lips.

While he was still in his senses, she stepped back a few steps and waited for him quietly.

Fu Huaiqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and a hint of disbelief flashed across his face. Without the slightest hesitation, he walked forward quickly, stretched out his hands to grab the girl's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Biezhi subconsciously stretched out his hands and pressed against his shoulders.

Fu Huaiqing's eyes scanned her expression, and he remembered what Jiang Yue had just said.

In the afternoon, Fu Shuning had come to the Prince Su's Mansion.

He knew his sister very well, and he guessed that she must have said something to Biezhi, which is why she chose to come back after leaving for a while.

Fu Huaiqing frowned slightly: "Pity me?"

Biezhi: "..."

She was about to scold him, but heard him say: "It's not impossible."

After that, he didn't give Biezhi a chance to refute, as if he was worried that she would regret it, and blocked her mouth.

The man pinched her chin with his knuckles and lifted it up slightly, and with his other hand, he tightly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. His strength was not small, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Biezhi was forced to raise her head and endure his kiss that was as fierce as the tide.

His kiss was fierce, as ferocious as devouring something.

The tip of her tongue was numb from the kiss.

Biezhi was a little breathless from the kiss. He took away all the air from her surroundings. When she was about to give up, he passed the air to her bit by bit, making her whole body full of his breath and branded with his mark.

The man's body was slightly tense under her palm, with smooth and distinct lines.

Biezhi's larynx rolled slightly.

Suddenly, the man's low laughter echoed in her ears.

It was unspeakably hoarse.

She clearly felt the changes in his body. The moment they touched, she felt a hot and hard touch. The girl's watery almond eyes trembled, and her cheeks, which were red from the kiss, suddenly darkened a color.

He was really good.

So good that she once again had second thoughts in her heart.

Hadn't I already given him some fire-reducing tea? And yet he's still so annoying...

The well-read Biezhi swallowed subconsciously. Everything in the books pointed out that Daochu had many inappropriate aspects. If the man was too dominant, if their bodies weren't compatible, the woman would probably have to endure it for a long time before she could even savor the slightest bit of flavor.

She blinked slightly.

It seemed like there wasn't a good fit between them.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be hard for her...

When trapped between the bookshelf and Fu Huaiqing, Biezhi hurriedly came back to her senses from her intermittent thoughts, only to find that he had brought her back to the Qinghe Courtyard bedroom without her knowing when.

In front of her was a man with a scorching breath, and behind her was a bookshelf that hurt her.

She simply chose to move forward.

Fu Huaiqing's eyes suddenly deepened a little. He lowered his eyes and stared at Biezhi, whose face was as plump as peach blossoms in spring. He put his big hand around her waist and lifted her up neatly into his arms.

Biezhi, who suddenly flew into the air and couldn't find a foothold, subconsciously raised her legs and tightly wrapped them around the man's lean waist without any excess, and her hands couldn't help but climb up his slender neck.

Fu Huaiqing loosened her hands around her waist, and Biezhi, who was swaying slightly, wrapped her legs around his waist tightly around him.

His breath became heavy, and a hint of darkness flashed in his deep eyes as he stared at her.

A kiss from bottom to top suddenly struck, capturing her lower lip and nibbling it, invading her whole body. A large palm resting on the back of her head pushed Biezhi down a little, meeting his surge.

Biezhi was dazed by the kiss, feeling as if she didn't know where she was. It was n't

until an unknown amount of time had passed that the kiss ended.

She opened her eyes, her pupils drooping slightly. The moment their eyes met, Biezhi's heart skipped a beat. Fu Huaiqing, standing only a fist away from her, was incredibly handsome.

His handsome features were tinged with lust, mixed with a hint of pleasure, gradually tempting her to pluck him.

Fu Huaiqing's fingertips slowly wiped the water stains from the girl's lips, his eyes fixed on her slightly dazed face. He opened his thin lips slightly, "Even if it's pitiful, it must be pitiful for a lifetime."

A faint, elusive gloom crossed his hoarse, unintelligible voice, like a person floating on the sea who suddenly encountered a piece of driftwood and clung to it tightly. No matter how or why it came, at this moment, he had only one thought:

to grab it.

To entwine it.

To claim it without hesitation.

He would not allow anyone to glance at him, not even a casual glance.

She could only be his.

Biezhi didn't hear what he said at all, her mind and eyes fixed on the man's handsome face. As for the chattering of his thin lips, she didn't hear a word.

Her eyes, fixed on Fu Huaiqing, trembled. She lifted her palm from the man's neck slightly and touched his lips with her fingertips. "Kiss me more,"

Fu Huaiqing heard, and smiled suddenly.

His eyes were fixed on her lively and cheerful face. "Do you like it?"

Biezhi blinked and bit her lip to hum.

Very much.

Like his kiss.

Biezhi had never kissed other people, so she didn't know what other people were like, but she really liked Fu Huaiqing's kiss, which was fierce and could not be refused, and also had a little lingering feeling that hooked her soul.

After staring at each other for a moment, she held the man's face with both hands and lowered her head to kiss him.

Fu Huaiqing kissed her back without hesitation, took the initiative, pushed her teeth apart, and deeply plundered her breath.

The man's hot breath passed by, with a sense of not being able to refuse.

Biezhi's neck was burned, and ripples appeared. The scorching hot breath surrounded her, burning her whole body red, like a ripe persimmon.

She couldn't help but move her body.

A hoarse and low voice echoed in her ears, mixed with a hint of forbearance.

She turned her eyes away and coughed, vaguely realizing that she hadn't used too much force.

She wasn't entirely sure, though. "Was it natural, or did the medication help?"

Fu Huaiqing: "..."

He clenched his teeth slightly, having truly not expected her to be so hung up on this.

Whether it was natural or the medication, Biezhi had no way of knowing.

After this encounter, she understood that a man's dignity in certain areas was unquestionable, and the slenderness of his knuckles was hard to ignore. Biezhi decided to study his knuckles carefully tomorrow.

Later, later, later, later, she felt only ache and weakness in her hands, yet he showed no sign of retreating.

Catching a glimpse of a smile in his eyes, she felt a surge of anger.

Who allowed him to smile?

Biezhi raised her hand and pushed him, glaring at him with what she thought was a fierce glare. "I'm not playing with you anymore,"

she decided.

Once the mastermind behind this was apprehended, she would bring down the scoundrel who had spread these rumors and slanders!

He would be punished!

"When I catch him, he'll be dead!"

The coquettish and angry expression was unusually lively. Fu Huaiqing chuckled and held the girl's palm, "That's it this time."

Biezhi believed it.

Later, she understood.

Men's lies can't be trusted.

It was indeed the last time, but it just took longer.

When he carried her to take a bath, Biezhi didn't give him any good temper. She didn't care about it and pushed him out of the bath and closed the door neatly.

After a comfortable bath, she felt alive again.

The moment Biezhi put on her clothes and stepped into the bedroom, she was sensitive to the atmosphere around her that seemed to be a little wrong. The charm just now was gone, and there was a faint chill invading.

When she saw the book in Fu Huaiqing's hand sitting quietly beside the couch, her breath stagnated for a moment.

He raised his eyes and looked at her.

Biezhi: "..."

She forgot.

After reading the book sent by Fu Shuning in the afternoon, she casually dropped it under her pillow.

Fu Huaiqing's eyes were still fixed on the book, and her fingertips casually swept across the book, "Is it beautiful?"

Biezhi's throat trembled up and down.

Of course it is beautiful.

And each has its own merits, and it is very beautiful.

She thought so in her heart, but she shook her head with a very desperate look on her face, "None of them are as beautiful as you."