Chapter 376 I was bewitched by him
Chapter 376 I was bewitched by him
Lord Sikong couldn't help but rub his forehead and wail.
Upon hearing Lord Sikong's words, a faint glint flashed in Di Beizun's deep eyes. Although he didn't quite understand her somewhat strange words, he could roughly understand her meaning—that she was unromantic and lacked charm!
Seeing the dangerous glint in his eyes, Lord Sikong shrugged and leaned slightly against him, wrapping one arm around his shoulder. His clear eyes flickered, and he chuckled, "But I simply love men like Your Majesty. I've never been able to resist a stunningly beautiful, aloof, enchanting, and serene man like Your Majesty. From the very first moment I saw Your Majesty, I've been... well, Your Majesty... could you please stop looking at me like that? It's making me feel like I'm about to faint..."
Lord Sikong chuckled dryly a few times.
"Your Majesty, didn't you ask me before what 'male god' meant? Well, let me tell you, my male god is someone like you: noble and aloof, wise and intelligent, handsome as a god, so handsome that it's outrageous, powerful and wealthy, understated yet luxurious and cultured..."
As Lord Sikong spoke, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
"Your Majesty, I truly adore you. I find you more alluring than silver notes. I dream of you almost every night, truly! Why aren't you saying anything? Were you exhausted last night? Your Majesty, alright, I know I was wrong. Could you loosen your grip a little? My back is about to break... How can I possibly enjoy myself with you again... Haha... Your Majesty, I truly know I was wrong..."
Lord Sikong inwardly groaned and cried out in pain—
Emperor Beizun, you fucking bully me just because my martial arts are inferior to yours? Your waist must be covered in bruises, right?
"Isn't this quite interesting and romantic?"
Di Beizun's low, slow voice drifted over, sounding like a spell to Lord Sikong. He was about to explode, but when he turned around and saw the incredibly charming and bewitching smile on Di Beizun's face, Lord Sikong felt that even a little more pain in his waist didn't matter!
She can definitely handle it!
She couldn't escape the charm of this devilishly handsome man. As long as he smiled so alluringly, Lord Sikong felt that she would give him anything!
Demon!
That's your Achilles' heel!
The word "sex" has a knife on its head!
Lord Sikong nodded vigorously, pecking at rice like a chick, and laughed intoxicatedly, "How charming, so charming! So romantic... whatever you say!"
Emperor Beizun then withdrew the force applied to her waist and pulled her directly into his arms. Caught off guard, Lady Sikong fell into his arms and was firmly seated on his lap in the blink of an eye.
"Your Majesty, isn't this a bit inappropriate? Someone could come in at any moment! It would be very embarrassing if they saw us like this, and I'm actually quite shy."
Lady Sikong gave a dry laugh and struggled a little. She didn't like this at all; she could accept it if Emperor Beizun sat on her lap...
"You know the word 'embarrassment'? When you were making advances at me, I didn't see you blush at all. You don't have the slightest bit of a woman's modesty, Ajin!"
Although Di Beizun said this, his tone was unusually gentle. He looked down at her with great enjoyment, and his undisguised kingly aura instantly suppressed Lord Sikong's aura. The scene looked quite harmonious.
Hearing him say that, Lady Sikong was naturally very unhappy. She felt that she was so beautiful and capable, of course she was also very feminine. So she frowned slightly and glanced at Di Beizun, "What did you say? Are you saying that I am not feminine at all and have no femininity? Is that what you mean?"
Her tone was unfriendly, and her gaze was slightly cold as she stared at Di Beizun with a half-smile.
Di Beizun did not answer, but simply looked at her intently.
Lady Sikong's eyes darkened, and she was about to push away the large hand wrapped around her waist when Emperor Beizun suddenly replied, "No, Ajin... I didn't say you were bad. Whether you have femininity or not doesn't matter. As long as you are Sikong Jin, that's enough."
Lord Sikong then stopped what he was doing, looked at him calmly, and remained silent for a moment before speaking with unusual seriousness, "I know that all these years of ups and downs have worn away my feminine qualities. Growing up with a bunch of men and having to hide my identity is inherently dangerous, and as I get older, it's not easy to hide my feminine traits. If I don't find a way to influence them through my appearance, I can't guarantee they won't notice..."
At this point, Sikong Jin suddenly sighed inwardly, "I also want to be a carefree heiress, noble and elegant, gentle and beautiful, respected and admired by all. Then, at the right age, I'd find a powerful, handsome, and perfect husband, get married, have children, and live a simple and peaceful life. But... um..."
He rarely heard her speak with such melancholy and look so downcast, which made his heart ache slightly. He didn't want to hear her continue, so he lowered his head slightly and gently placed his cool, light-colored lips down, silencing her words.
A delicate and pleasant scent wafted over, and since Lord Sikong was already powerless against it, he was immediately dizzy from being kissed so proactively. He forgot all about the profound feelings he wanted to express later, and happily wrapped his arms around Di Beizun's shoulders, deepening the kiss that Di Beizun had originally intended to end with a light touch...
Needless to say, the temperature in the study rose in no time. Sikong's delicate hand had already uncontrollably reached for Di Beizun's collar. Her eyes were glazed, her breathing was rapid, and sparks flickered in her gaze as she looked at Di Beizun.
He easily seduced me!
The last shred of reason in her mind abruptly pulled her thoughts back. Lord Sikong suddenly felt a surge of anger, truly disappointed in himself for failing to resist the allure of beauty.
After struggling for a moment, she finally managed to break free from the crimson trap. Just as she was about to withdraw her claws from Di Beizun's clothes to savor the tenderness of the kiss—
'Bah! '
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening rang out!
"You're not allowed to bully my older brother!"
A slightly angry yet childish voice came, and before Lord Sikong could react, a silver light flashed over. However, Di Beizun immediately looked up, raised his arm quickly, and the teacup on the table was sent flying like lightning!
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