The Tempestuous Consort - Wilfully Pampered by the Beastly Highness - Chapter 1072
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Chapter 1072: Little Lan’er, I’ll Make You Beg Me in The Future
Feng Tianlan threw him a coquettish glance and smirked, “In that case, does Mobai want to continue, or keep your promise?”
“Of course…” Si Mobai lowered his head to kiss her lips. As if trying to vent his frustration, he kissed her deeply and then let go of her. He looked at her with a wicked smile and said through gritted teeth, “I’ll keep my promise!”
“Hahaha~” Feng Tianlan giggled out loud. The sound was like the tinkling spring water, clear and crisp. It was pleasant to the ears.
Like a deflated leather ball, Si Mobai climbed off her body and helped her pull her clothes back together. He tidied his own clothes. Watching her smile, he helplessly and indulgently tapped her forehead and said, “Little Lan’er, payback will come soon. I will make you beg me in the future.”
Feng Tianlan stood up and embraced him from behind as she said, “Bring it on, but I think Mobai will most likely be the one begging me.”
“Are you sure?” Si Mobai’s eyebrows went up.
Feng Tianlan’s hand gently rubbed his stomach, her hand separated by his clothes. She said, “Of course, don’t you know that a cattle’s stamina can be exhausted, but the land cannot be over-plowed?”
“…” Si Mobai briefly choked on her words and lightly slapped her wandering fair hand and said, “Don’t move anymore, otherwise I will turn into a beast.”
“Mobai, do you think you’re a beast or worse than a beast?” Feng Tianlan tilted her head to the side and looked up at him with a smile.
“I am a man!” Si Mobai saw that she was mischievous, so he went along with her teasing.
Feng Tianlan nodded slowly and said, “You see, you were so well-positioned just now. If you had continued, then you would have been a beast. But you restrained yourself, that means you’re worse than a beast. So do you think you’re—”
“Little Lan’er!” Si Mobai interrupted and stared down at her. “It seems, Lan’er, that you want me to continue, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Feng Tianlan said, winking her upturned eyes. “However, Mobai wants to abide by the promise. So we are not allowed until our wedding night.”
Si Mobai patted her hand and said, “Then let’s continue. After all, it’s…”
Feng Tianlan let go of her hand in time and then retreated. She smiled at him and said, “You want to continue now? Dream on.”
“Wait till I catch you, then we will do it for real.” Si Mobai watched her running among the flowers. One smile from her and the entire world faded until he only saw her.
Such an innocent smile, completely untainted; it was the purest smile he had ever seen. Her smile made him want to protect her.
Feng Tianlan could not outrun him and was almost within his reach. She raised her hand and shot out traces of chill to block his pursuit. Like crystals under the sun, ice flowers purer and sweeter than her smile appeared.
Si Mobai pretended to be thwarted and stood a short distance away from her. Then, he sped up and when he was about to catch up again, she used another burst of ice flowers to stop him. In this run and chase sequence, laughter rang out in this beautiful place.
Si Mobai frolicked with her for a while, then accelerated his pace. With a leap and an outstretched arm, he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. With a wicked smile on his lips, he said, “Well, now that I’ve caught you, Lan’er, what do you say?”
Feng Tianlan was a little worn out from running. She gasped for breath as she leaned into his arms. She said, “Your punishment is to grill a fish for me to eat!”
“Shouldn’t you be punished instead?” Si Mobai raised his eyebrows. Why was his Lan’er so adorable?
“Because I’m hungry.” Feng Tianlan looked up and smiled at him. “Come, let’s catch a fish together.”
Si Mobai nodded indulgingly. He said mock seriously, “As you wish, Lan’er.”
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