The little female is incredibly sweet and soft, healing the five evil beasts right from the start.

Chapter 197 Good Baby
Under the cold, incandescent lights of the airport, people came and went, with orcs and humans gathering in various places.

Jiang Mian looked up at the imperial edict.

Beneath the youth's purple, tousled hair, a pair of purple-gold eyes shimmered with a beautiful, sand-like light, but at this moment, his thin eyelids drooped slightly, and his beautiful, gentle face was tinged with sadness and grievance.

Like a beautiful, decadent flower, ravaged and broken by a heavy rain.

His sadness was written all over his face, and his gaze remained fixed on her, unable to look away. The expression in his eyes was undisguised, waiting for her to pick up the petals of his wounded and sad emotions and cherish them carefully.

Jiang Mian slightly curved her eyes, and reached out her soft, white hands to cup his cheeks. Zhao Ci then lowered his head slightly and brought his cheeks to her palms. His pair of soft and beautiful eyes seemed fragile and wounded, half-closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Alright, do you know why I brought you here?" Jiang Mian blinked her dark, soft eyes slightly.

Zhao Ci slightly raised his eyebrows to look at her, his full, beautiful, and bright red lips pursed slightly.

Why bring him along? Isn't it because her friend likes him? That's why she brought him to see her friend off and make her friend happy, isn't that right?
"I don't want to know." Zhao Ci closed his eyes, his tone muffled and somewhat angry.

"I brought you here to show off to her on purpose," Jiang Mian said matter-of-factly and righteously. "Didn't she have a crush on you before? I deliberately let her see you but not be able to have you. Who else can have such a beautiful imperial edict? Only I can have it! Let her be envious!"

Upon hearing Jiang Mian's words, Zhao Ci's eyes flickered slightly. He then lifted his eyelids slightly to look at her, his slender hand covering the back of her left hand that was cupping his cheek. He stared at her and spoke softly, his voice gentle and melodious: "Really?"

“Of course it’s true.” Jiang Mian nodded seriously.

Even if it's fake, we'll make it sound real.

Jiang Mian's pair of soft, black eyes always looked exceptionally sincere.

Zhao Ci knew she was turning black into white again, saying it so nicely, but she was so earnest and sincere even when she was fooling him. As long as she was earnest and sincere, it meant she had feelings for him.

One is earnestly fabricating nonsense, while the other, knowing full well that she's fabricating nonsense, still covers her eyes and pretends not to see it, believing her fabrications.

"Then I believe you." Zhao Ci tilted his head slightly and kissed her soft palm.

"Baby Zhaoci is the best." Jiang Mian threw herself into his arms.

"Then you have to choose me to sleep with you tonight." Zhao Ci hugged her and spoke softly with his eyes lowered.

"Mmm, I'll sleep with Zhao Ci tonight." Jiang Mian reached under his clothes and quickly touched his abs.

The muscles in that layer tensed up slightly and trembled.

Zhao Ci's cheeks flushed slightly, and his fingers, which were holding Jiang Mian, stiffened for a moment. There were so many people in the airport...

He thought Jiang Mian was going to reach her hand somewhere else.

“There are people here…” Zhao Ci’s voice trembled and was slightly hoarse, as if he wanted to stop Jiang Mian’s actions.

However, he only verbally stopped him; he didn't actually do anything.

However, Jiang Mian quickly touched his abs and left, not to explore elsewhere, but to pull his hand back from under his clothes.

"Of course, I'm not a pervert. There are so many people here, I can just casually touch his abs." Jiang Mian said matter-of-factly, looking at Zhao Ci, "What kind of look is that? Can't I even touch his abs?"

When her hand left, he began to feel lost again.

Zhao Ci's eyes flickered slightly, his eyelids half-closed, refusing to admit that he had misunderstood.

He had no explanation.

"Shall we go back to the hovercar?" Zhao Ci hugged Jiang Mian and snuggled closer to him. "Let's have a good time touching the hovercar, okay?"

Jiang Mian understood the hidden meaning.

On the way back to Baicheng from Moshi City, the memory of the car sex came back to me.

Then her cheeks slowly turned red.

"Um, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Jiang Mian offered a small, reserved refusal. "Then I beg you," Zhao Ci whispered softly in her ear, "Is that alright?"

Jiang Mian then accepted the offer, saying, "Okay, alright."

Zhao Ci smiled, her voice soft and extremely ingratiating: "Mianmian is so good, I love Mianmian the most."

Jiang Mian took his hand and walked out of the airport, her lips slightly curled up, but she still said, "What else? But I'm the favorite. Is there anyone else you like?"

“I only like Mianmian,” Zhao Ci added with a smile.

Jiang Mian was extremely happy, with a smile on her lips: "Hmm, a very sensible and good boy."

"Yes, Zhaoci is Mianmian's darling." Zhaoci held her fingers, gently pressing and tapping the back of her hand with tenderness.

The hovercar operates autonomously in the air, amidst a hazy, ambiguous atmosphere.

"Aren't you going to turn on the lights?" Jiang Mian couldn't see clearly; sometimes, when the outside light was bright, she could vaguely see Zhao Ci's beautiful jawline.

She sat on his lap, her eyes unable to see clearly in the darkness, so her other senses became heightened.

As an orc, Zhao Ci could see clearly, clearly the girl's beautiful outline and bewildered expression.

He gently pinched the girl's chin and kissed her lightly, like a butterfly kissing the surface of water, his voice soft and husky: "This will feel even better, won't it?"

The soft touch on her lips definitely drew her attention to other tactile sensations.

"Mmm..." Jiang Mian responded softly and kissed Zhao Ci.

"Mianmian, touch me." Zhao Ci smiled softly.

"Let me see." Jiang Mian groped around, trying to find his butterfly wings.

But her hand was pulled, and Zhao Ci said in a soft voice, "Since Mianmian can't see, Zhao Ci will act as Mianmian's eyes."

The imperial edict took her hand, but not to the butterfly wings on her back, but somewhere else.

First the abdominal muscles, then slowly move downwards.

Even in the darkness, the shimmering purple-gold light of the butterfly wings faintly reveals the glitter of quicksand.

The fragrance of flowers and fruits wafted over, enveloping her entirely.

Jiang Mian seemed to be intoxicated by the atmosphere of the fruit and flower wine.

"Mianmian, I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

……

The hovercar streaked across the night sky, its faint light shining through the windows, momentarily illuminating the girl's delicate, sweat-drenched face.

There were also the young man's slightly parted, full, rosy lips, with a bright red tongue tip faintly visible between his white teeth. His beautiful, soft, red lips were slightly parted, and a sexy voice overflowed from them.

The air was filled with the smell of a burning heartbeat.

The sound of my heartbeat was like the beating of a drum.

Love runs rampant, and affection grows even stronger.

(End of this chapter)