Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping Chapter 23

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Chapter 23: Deeply pampered by the emperor (Part 22)

Damn!  System, quickly come out!  Why isn’t Zhao An Yang the emperor anymore?  It can’t be that Zhao An Yang was forced out during the month I was unconscious, right!

God, what to do?  Should I write a letter to my uncle first or run away!

[He abdicated willingly.]  The system didn’t want to answer her question, but it couldn’t take her panicked voice.

“I gave the throne to Fu Hong Yuan!” Zhao An Yang rubbed her head and patiently explained, “If I sit on the throne, there will be enemies in the end.  Although there are imperial guards in the royal palace, it is still dangerous and I don’t want to place you in any danger.” Zhao An Yang looked at her like he was looking at a treasure and stroked her cheek.

Luo Qing Chen froze and felt an indescribable feeling.

So loving a beauty more than one’s country was real……

She raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck.  She leaned herself onto his shoulder and whispered, “You’re this good to me, even if your body…..isn’t good…..it’s fine.”

What?  Not good?

Every cell in Zhao An Yang’s body swelled.  So she thought that his body wasn’t good?

“Un, emp…..Big brother An Yang, whether you’re alright or not, I love…..Wu…..”

Before Luo Qing Chen could finish, he had leaned over and locked onto her tender lips.  His tongue slowly passed through her little lips, absorbing her warmth bit by bit.

What is going on, why is he kissing me before I even finished confessing!?

[……]  In order for the system not to break itself, it covered its eyes and ears.

Yi, it doesn’t seem to have those things……

After a while, her face was completely flushed as she leaned into his embrace.  Only then did he softly let her go.

“Qing’er’s body is so weak, you might be brought to death by me.”  Zhao An Yang saw her shy appearance and began teasing her.

“Humph.”  She gave a soft snort.  There was a shy tone in her voice that made him unable to stop himself as he leaned over to kiss her again.

He used more and more strength in his arms, as if he wanted to become one with her.

“Ah!”  After accidentally touching her wound, she couldn’t help calling out in pain as her face turned pale.

“What is it?”  Zhao An Yang instantly let her go and his fingers began to tremble in panic.

His eyes were filled with worry like he was a child who did something wrong.  He deeply looked at her.

“Puchi——”  Luo Qing Chen slowly got over the bit of pain.  She couldn’t help breaking out in laughter seeing his worried appearance.  She leaned against his warm chest and said in a soft voice, “You’re not eating dinner?”

He had been busy all day, so he probably hadn’t eaten anything.  If they kept kissing, the meal would become cold.

His desire had already been controlled, but with her leaning in like this, it began burning again.

He had a gentle smile as he moved his arm off her wound, softly whispering in her ear, “I want to eat Qing’er first……”


Without waiting for her response, Zhao An Yang already lifted her up and walked into the inner chambers.

God, why was this scene so familiar!?

Seeing her cute face and remembering how she shyly said that it was fine even if his body wasn’t good enough, Zhao An Yang’s face couldn’t help revealing a deep smile.

“Qing’er, you’ll know if my body is good after giving it a try!”  Zhao An Yang softly put her down as his eyes filled with incomparable passion.

It was like he wanted to swallow her alive in the next second.

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