Chu Qianli felt like she could barely breathe.
Her lips and teeth were filled with Feng Yexuan's breath.
But he was so unskilled, his movements incredibly clumsy.
He held her tightly in his embrace, squeezing all the air from her chest.
Finally, Chu Qianli realized she was suffocating.
She had almost died from the man's awkward kissing skills.
Perhaps Feng Yexuan himself was almost suffocating, and finally, before she could breathe her last, he moved his thin lips half an inch away.
Chu Qianli immediately opened her mouth, taking deep breaths of fresh air.
Feng Yexuan was also panting, his breath seemingly more disordered than hers.
But his disorder was not due to lack of air, but rather...
He lowered his head, and his gaze accidentally fell on her neck.
During their earlier unintentional struggle, her collar had been pulled open, revealing her snow-white neck and even her delicate collarbone.
His gaze continued down her neck, and with just one glance, his muscles instantly tensed.
"You..." Chu Qianli realized that at some point, they had rolled onto his spread-out outer robe.
At this very moment, the man was on top of her, his breathing heavy!
His gaze was on her, extremely presumptuous!
Chu Qianli followed his gaze and looked down at herself, letting out a startled cry: "Ah!"
How could this have happened!
She quickly raised her hand to adjust her disheveled collar.
But as soon as she raised her hand, he grabbed it and gently pressed it to the side of her head.
"Don't do that!"
They shouldn't be like this! It had happened completely without any warning.
How did they end up rolling together?
But she had no strength to struggle.
When she was healthy and well, her strength was not even a tenth of his, let alone at this moment.
At this moment, Chu Qianli was weak and pitifully frail. To break free from the grasp of the War God Prince Xuan was simply wishful thinking.
"Don't do that..."
Stared at by his intense gaze, she felt incredibly uncomfortable, her face instantly flushing crimson.
His gaze seemed to possess a magical power; wherever it landed, it felt like a fire had been ignited.
It made her body burn with heat.
"Stop looking!"
"You are this king's wife, why can't I look?"
Since their marriage, they had never gotten along properly.
The only time they had been in close physical contact was when he was drugged and had lost his senses.
This was the first time he was looking at her so intently.
Chu Qianli truly wanted to blurt out, "I'm not!"
She was not his wife!
She was just a soul from another world.
But the person who married him was not herself, yet the one who had... had relations with him was indeed her.
Up to this day, she had suddenly become unsure whether it was the original host or truly herself who had married him.
"Your Highness, you're pressing me, and it's very uncomfortable."
She struggled a little.
A sharp pain shot through her shoulder blade, and her pale little face immediately regained a hint of its former pallor.
Feng Yexuan slightly lifted his body and looked down at her heaving chest from her gasping.
"Is it better like this?"
But he was not feeling better!
As their bodies separated slightly, he found that his heart felt as if it had been hollowed out!
He shouldn't have gotten up; in fact, he should have pressed down harder.
"Your Highness!"
His eyes, which had just regained a trace of light.
But when he looked down at her, a flame ignited in them once more!
Chu Qianli was truly panicked.
The pain from that night returned to her heart, and a shadow of fear instantly cast over the depths of her heart.
"Feng Yexuan..."
"You are this king's wife."
Feng Yexuan reiterated this point, his voice low and hoarsely terrifying!
"We haven't been together properly before, how about... we try?"