Chapter 462: I Owe You a Felt Fox
Yan walked into the courtyard and saw the woman sleeping soundly on the lounge chair by the door. The cold wind blew, and a corner of the blanket in her arms was about to fall to the ground.
The umbrella fell to the ground, splashing mud.
Sang Luo felt a little cold in her sleep, but suddenly found herself in a warm and broad embrace. The pleasant scent of nard filled her nostrils, and she woke up and opened her eyes, seeing the man's handsome face close at hand.
Like jade, clear and distant, like an immortal, yet those fox eyes were full of amorous charm. The restrained contrast created a unique and exquisite beauty in the world.
Sang Luo foolishly raised her hand to caress his face and those delicate and exquisite eyebrows and eyes. "So beautiful."
Yan's voice was low and husky.
"It was you back then, wasn't it?"
It was a question, but his tone was certain.
Sang Luo smiled, "Didn't you say you would make me a felt fox?"
Yan looked at her deeply, countless emotions swirling in his heart, his voice trembling slightly, "I was just lying to you…"
Sang Luo didn't care at all, took his big hand and touched her round belly, and smiled gently,
"Then do you want it?"
Yan could no longer suppress his surging emotions, held the back of her head and pressed down, and lowered his head to give her a deep kiss full of longing.
He carefully and gently hugged her waist, but the kiss was gentle and fierce, skillfully prying open her lips and teeth, as if he had done it thousands of times in his dreams, entangled with her in a dance of indulgence…
But that was still not enough…
Not enough…
He wanted more…
He wanted to mark her whole body with his kisses, to fill her with his scent.
He wanted to become one with her, to soak her body!
Yan carried Sang Luo into the house and laid her on the soft bed.
Her ink-black hair was scattered messily on the bedding, her collar was open and messy, revealing her snow-white and slender neck and collarbone. Sang Luo's eyes were as bright as stars, her eyes full of charm.
Yan knelt down on the side of the bed, his fingers brushed away the stray hairs on her face, and his eyes were full of infatuation as he looked at her.
"Your Highness… Luo'er…"
Sang Luo looked at him with tenderness in her eyes, her arms wrapped around his neck, and she leaned forward to offer a kiss, "I still owe you a wedding night."
Yan's breathing was completely disordered.
After an unknown amount of time, his thin lips left her red and swollen lips, lowered to her neck, his chin rubbed open her collar, kissed her collarbone, and then slowly fell to that white and soft place.
The kisses gradually became gentle.
His arm moved to the back of her waist, untying the obstructing clothes.
The door bolt was locked, and the bed curtains fell.
The rain outside the window was pattering, and the gasping sounds in the room gradually rose.
The cold wind ravaged everything, but was blocked by the walls, and no one could disturb the lingering love in the room. The rising heat melted the two entangled figures into one…
A night of absurdity.
When Sang Luo woke up the next morning, she had changed into a clean sleeping robe. She had been too tired to know anything last night. She didn't need to think about who had changed her clothes.
Yan was sleeping soundly beside her, still not awake.
Even so, his arm did not forget to hug her waist tightly, arching her into his arms.
Sang Luo felt sweet and tender in her heart, and her fingers stroked Yan's overly handsome face inch by inch. No matter how much a certain fox pretended to be without desires after ten thousand years, he was still the little fox who climbed into bed in the middle of the night to ask for pleasure.
Hmm… not changed at all!
After holding it in for so long, when he finds the opportunity, his energy will only be more terrifying!
"Luo'er…" Yan woke up, his dark eyes quietly looking at Sang Luo, with lingering lust in his eyes.
"I have missed you so much these years," he said in a hoarse and gentle voice.
His right hand gathered her hand and pressed it to his face, rubbing it like a little fox, then tilted his head and kissed her palm, "…When you left back then, I never believed it was real. I just thought I was having a nightmare that I wouldn't wake up from."
"But I searched for you for a long time and couldn't find you again. It took me hundreds of years to come out of the self-deceiving fantasy."
"Every time I turned over in my midnight dreams and thought of you dying in my arms, I was in so much pain, and I could only watch you leave helplessly… I once thought about ending my life and going with you, but you told me about that legend before you left…"
"Perhaps the legend is true?"
The words buried in her heart had a chance to be spoken.
"I held on to this unrealistic hope, day and night, spring, summer, autumn, and winter."
"I carved year after year on the wall."
"But after ten thousand years, you didn't appear, and I could no longer deceive myself."
Sang Luo's heart ached, and she kissed the corner of his lips, "I'm sorry, Yan."
Yan looked into her eyes, shook his head and smiled, "So Your Highness didn't lie to me. There's no need to apologize to me. It's just that time has passed for too long, and I'm about to forget what you look like. It's my fault for not recognizing you…"
"But even if you didn't recognize me, you did so much for me. Whether it was Ji Wan or Sang Luo, you have lived up to everyone."
Sang Luo stretched out a slender jade finger and pressed it against his handsome thin lips, "There's no need to mention the past anymore. Whether it's happiness, sadness, or regret, it's all over. From now on, you will stay with me and our child."
She took his hand and placed it on her abdomen, "It's almost time to give birth."
Yan's breathing suddenly became tense. Although he had lived for so long, he was a first-time father and had no experience in this regard.
Happy, excited, and at a loss.
"Is the child okay? Last night I… I'm sorry, Luo'er, I couldn't help it." Yan kissed her face apologetically, quickly put on his clothes and sat on the bedside, then hugged her and sat in his arms, "I'll check your body and prepare a bowl of soothing medicine."
"Don't worry, Fei Yuan said that this baby is very healthy and nothing will happen ~"
Yan became even more ashamed when he heard this, "You have worked hard during your pregnancy. I haven't been able to stay by your side for so long. I am really an irresponsible partner and father."
"This is also something that can't be helped, it's not your fault," Sang Luo comforted, "Fortunately, you came back before the child was born, otherwise Fei Yuan wanted the child to recognize him as his father ~"
Yan's forehead veins jumped wildly, "He's dreaming!"
Sang Luo couldn't help but laugh.
"If I can't abduct the child, can't I just think about it?" A lazy voice came from outside the door.
Fei Yuan swaggered into the room, saw the disheveled appearance of the two who had just woken up, and the faint lingering atmosphere in the air, his face changed slightly, "No wonder Little Luo'er wouldn't let me accompany her, it turns out she was seduced by you old fox!"
Yan didn't bother to argue with this rebellious disciple for taking care of the child, "What are you doing here?"
He was a little unhappy about being disturbed.
"Little Luo'er has been staying with you for four or five days, I'm a little worried, so I came to take a look."
"Now that I'm back, I will take care of Luo Luo and the child. Before she gives birth and finishes her confinement, she will live here with me."
"No! Live with you for a month, and live in my Phoenix Palace for a month." Fei Yuan would go crazy if he couldn't see Sang Luo for so long!
Just as the two were about to argue about this, Sang Luo suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen and shouted out.
"It hurts!"
Yan quickly grabbed her wrist, his face changed, "She's going to give birth."
