Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: I’m Expressing My Happiness, Bai Zhi’er

When Zhi’er heard this, her whole body trembled, and her cheeks burned.

She hastily asked, "Then we..."

Feng Fuce laughed, "Don’t be afraid, I naturally won’t bully you to that extent."

With that, he intertwined arms with Zhi’er.

Zhi’er tilted her head back and drank, gulping it down with a sound.

Only to find that Feng Fuce had not drunk.

Zhi’er was surprised and was about to ask when she saw Feng Fuce turn his cup over, pouring all the wine onto the ground.

The young girl couldn’t help but be puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Feng Fuce’s deep eyes looked at her, "Just now I didn’t finish speaking, as husband and wife are one, one cup is enough."

Zhi’er blinked her innocent round eyes, "But I’ve already finished mine!"

Feng Fuce smiled, his handsome face melting like snow in an instant.

What remained was only the surging love in his heart like a vast ocean.

"No worries, I can taste what remains on your lips."

As soon as he finished speaking, his strong arms had already wrapped around Zhi’er’s waist firmly.

In the moment he lowered his head, their lips were almost just a hair’s breadth apart.

Zhi’er was so startled that her eyes were wide open, she even forgot to question.

Seeing her like this, Feng Fuce smiled even more indulgently.

"If you don’t want to, remember to push me away, Zhi’er."

As the words fell, Feng Fuce leaned down, his thin lips landing on the tender pinkness he had so long pursued in dreams.

Her lips, freshly cleansed by the wine, were soft with an unexpected taste.

Zhi’er did not push him away, instead, for some reason, her heart beat fast, leaving her whole body soft and weak!

Her hands rested on Feng Fuce’s shoulders, feeling dizzy, the world spinning around her.

Could she be drunk?

Clearly not...

But even she didn’t know why, she didn’t push Feng Fuce away, and strangely, she didn’t dislike it?

Feng Fuce, with eyes full of deep emotion, saw Zhi’er gently close her eyes.

The tender face of the young girl was full of shyness and lack of resistance.

At this moment, he knew his heart was aflame.

The taste of the wine between their lips was swallowed by him completely, deepening the fated mysterious bond between him and Zhi’er.

Zhi’er guessed it was about the time for a cup of tea before Feng Fuce’s tasting ended.

He let her go, and Zhi’er still felt dizzy.

She shook her head, the beads on her head shaking along with it.

"Is this... one of the parts of our act?" She raised her pitiful eyes, filled with innocence.

Feng Fuce chuckled, licking the corner of his lips as if satisfied.

Then he said, "No, it’s one of my private desires. I said before, if you don’t want, you can push me away."

Zhi’er blushed, complaining, "But I don’t have the strength! That, that... no more of that can happen!"

She was afraid there were other parts, but Feng Fuce couldn’t help but laugh at her words.

In his bright black eyes, there was a blazing love growing wildly.

Zhi’er felt that Feng Fuce was teasing her, she lunged to pinch his face.

"You’re still laughing at me, did you trick me!" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Feng Fuce held her waist, "No, I just—"

He paused, his usually indifferent eyes this night smiling many times.

"I am expressing that I am very happy, Zhi’er."

Hoping next time it can be real.

Zhi’er leaned on his shoulder, the two of them watching the stars and moon all night.

The next morning.

Zhi’er woke up and found herself lying on a couch.

Last night, after she and Feng Fuce watched the sunrise, she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Looking around the empty room, she guessed Feng Fuce had likely gone on duty.

Zhi’er changed into fresh clothes and walked out, intending to fetch water to wash her face.

However, the passing palace servants all cast meaningful glances at her.

Even Jin Lian, upon seeing Zhi’er, was full of a knowing smile.

Zhi’er paused, grabbing Jin Lian to ask, "Why are you always smirking at me?"

Jin Lian burst into laughter, "You’re asking me, look at yourself, what’s on your neck?"

Zhi’er froze, rushing back to the room to check the mirror.

Near her collarbone, exactly where her neckline exposed, was a small red mark.

Oh heavens!

When was this marked on her?