Qu Fuer felt cold, so she wanted to cover herself with the quilt.

  The moment she touched the blanket, she suddenly woke up and opened her eyes quickly, only to find that the scenery around her was so different - she felt a headache, as if it was about to split. She should be in that abandoned village, so where was this place?

  Even though it was summer, the nights in the north were still very cold, and it seemed to be raining outside, making a pattering sound. She looked down at the blanket, which was a blanket with intricate and gorgeous patterns. There was a fire burning in the stove not far away. She was a little panicked. Where on earth was this?

  Then someone opened the curtain and came in. Fu'er instinctively shrank back behind the bed. How could it be him——

  When Cesare saw Qu Fuer wake up, he placed the cup of water in his hand on the bedside table and said, "You always give me surprises, Qu Fuer." Then he sat on the chair beside the bed and looked at Qu Fuer.

  The girl was obviously stunned, her eyes were full of defense and vigilance. Cesare was not satisfied with her look. Didn't they have physical contact before? Why was her look full of vigilance?

  "I... why am I here?" Qu Fuer started to speak. She still felt a burning pain on her neck. Long Geer's grip was too strong, and the mark left on Fuer's neck had already begun to bruise and turn purple.

  "I found you in the abandoned village, so I brought you back." Cesare replied.

  "Where are they? Where are the people who were with me?" Fu'er asked hurriedly. She always had a bad feeling that Cesare was definitely not a kind person with good intentions. If he knew that they had left Bear City without permission -

  "They were locked up," Cesare said with a smile. "During the war with the dragons, a few mysterious Orientals suddenly appeared in the war zone. They couldn't explain how they got out of Bear City. What do you think I should do?"

  "They are not spies." Qu Fuer said, "They are... they are..."

  "No matter who they are, why are you with them?" Cesare leaned forward, narrowed his eyes and stared at Qu Fuer.

  It was that look again, Qu Fuer thought, the kind of look that made her feel scared but unable to escape.

  "They are my relatives..." Fu'er bit her lip and said softly.

  "Oh?" Cesare asked in doubt, "Aren't you an orphan living in the Sparrow House?"

  "Well... they found me eighteen years later..." Qu Fuer whispered, "Although it sounds ridiculous, they are indeed my relatives, not spies."

  "Why are you injured?" Cesare asked again.

  This question made Qu Fuer raise her body with a little excitement, "There is a dragon man, we met a dragon man." She wanted to stand up, but it was obvious that Cesare had no intention of helping her. He just looked at Qu Fuer with his arms folded.

  "Go on," he said.

  "That man was injured. I wanted to kill him, but I failed." Qu Fuer pointed at her head and said, "I hit it against the wall."

  "That man has red hair?" Cesare asked again.

  Fuer nodded, "Yes, he escaped."

  "You are really a waste." Cesare said mercilessly, which made Qu Fuer feel pain in her heart. What the other party said was true.

  She sat on the bed somewhat dejectedly, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

  She was too self-righteous, and only realized how insignificant she was until she faced the truly powerful.

  "But if even you can kill that man, then the title of the Dragon Clan's No. 1 Warrior is a joke." Cesare pulled the corner of his mouth. He saw Qu Fuer's eyes widened in surprise. "Who do you think that is? The red-haired Long Gol." He was satisfied to see the increasingly surprised expression on the girl's face. Yes, it was this kind of unpretentious expression that he liked. "You, Qu Fuer, actually tried to assassinate Long Gol. It's a big joke." Thinking of this, he actually laughed out loud.

  "What's so funny!" Qu Fuer was a little annoyed. What had she done wrong? She had heard of the red-haired dragon, the legendary demon who would scare every child in Elima to tears. She actually raised a dagger and tried to stab him. No wonder Cesare was laughing like that.

  "You're lucky you weren't killed by him." Cesare reached out to touch Fu'er's head, but saw the girl escaping from his hands calmly. "You want to go back to Mingxia?"

  Qu Fuer was still immersed in what Cesare had just told her: the man was the red-haired Longgor. She was a little distracted by this question. "What?"

  "You and those people are going back to Mingxia?" Cesare stood up, walked to the bed, and asked Qu Fuer.

  Qu Fuer said nothing, but looked away. She didn't know why, but whenever Cesare came near her, her heart would hurt so much that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her chest.

  "That's right," Cesare whispered to Fur, as if talking in a trance, "What's so good about the Quewu?"

  Fu'er retorted, "What's wrong with Quewu?" The people there are her relatives.

  Cesare obviously didn't expect Qu Fuer to fight back like this. He sarcastically asked, "You would rather stay in a brothel?" He deliberately looked Qu Fuer up and down with naked eyes, "Yes, when you were in my arms, you were just like the women there." He approached Qu Fuer and gently humiliated her with his lips beside her ear, "Spreading your legs so shamelessly is really lowly."

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  Qu Fuer stretched out her hand and wanted to slap Cesare. She didn't know where she got the courage. The excitement of her accelerated heartbeat turned into a piercing pain. The unrealistic fantasy in her heart was once again disillusioned by the other party's words. She was still so lowly in that person's heart - but he grabbed her hand. Cesare squinted at Fuer's neck under the dim light. The handprint there was clearly visible and horrible.

  "He strangled you?" Cesare's other hand touched Qu Fu'er's neck, but the girl struggled hard.

  He was a little annoyed. Why couldn't Qu Fuer be obedient to him like everyone else?

  He was trying to show her his limited patience, but she turned a blind eye.

  "Let me go!" Qu Fuer yelled. "Let me go!"

  Cesare frowned, a woman's mind was really hard to figure out. He reached out and pressed the back of the girl's head, then suddenly stepped forward and kissed her.

  Had she become his plaything again? Qu Fuer hated it. She thought of Yinge, who told her that even though she had slept with so many men, "But Fuer, you know, my heart is mine. They can possess my body, but my heart is still here." Yinge pointed to her chest, "Just keep your heart."

  She thought to herself that she was not a strong woman like Yinge, who knew what she wanted and had such a strong vitality. Even if she wanted to guard her heart, it really hurt there.

  The sudden kiss became gentle and charming. With her eyes open, she saw Cesare closed his eyes and relaxed his brows, as if he was kissing his lover. His hand changed from being so forceful just now to slowly reaching out to her back and gently stroking it.

  He used his tongue to knock open her tightly closed lips, licked the inside of her lips gently with his tongue, and then kissed her.

  Fu'er rejected his invitation, but Cesare persisted. He teased her with his tongue, and finally they became entangled together.

  Silver Dove, oh Silver Dove, Fuer thought, tell me what to do? She felt her heart begin to beat violently again, as if the man could cast a spell, lighting a fire in her chest.

  She had no experience with other people, so she didn't know if others would have such magic. She placed her hands on Cesare's chest, but Cesare held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to knead her into his body.

  What does he want?

  Qu Fuer thought as she stared at Cesare's face. When his eyes were closed, his drooping eyelashes cast an elegant shadow under the light.

  She was so inferior and shy in front of him, she thought.

  "Close your eyes."

  When the kiss finally ended, Cesare whispered in her ear, he reached out and gently stroked her eyes, and the next kiss came as expected.

  Cesare wondered if he might be going mad.

  Or maybe on that moonlit night, someone cast the most vicious curse in the world on him.

  He particularly enjoyed kissing her, watching her panic, insulting her with obscene language, and watching her tremble with anger.

  Qu Fuer was obviously frightened again because of the kiss. Cesare thought that she was a woman who would draw out a dagger and kill Longgor without hesitation, but she was also a girl who would have shortness of breath because of a kiss.

  So sweet.

  He thought.

  He reached out and touched her eyes. The clear look in her eyes made him feel guilty. That feeling was too bad, Cesare thought. For the first time, he felt a little bit of guilt and pain in the left side of his chest.

  When he saw Alan, he knew they were the ones who wanted to take Qu Fuer away. However, Mingxia actually sent a general to Elima, who told him politely and without room for negotiation that they had to take Fuer away.

  Cesare said, the woman's head is covered in blood, unless you want to kill him on the way.

  Only then did Alan agree to let Cesare arrange for Fu'er's injury to be healed before setting off again.

  He thought he must be crazy. He had arranged for her to stay in his tent away from the Mingxia people. He changed her medicine. Suddenly, he thought that if he regretted it, he should be able to deal with those Mingxia people. But then his reason told him, Cesare, you are crazy, if you want to stir up more trouble, just try it.

  He attributed it to possessiveness, because he took her virginity and they had such a gentle intercourse on a full moon night, and he developed a possessive desire for her.

  This explanation made Cesare feel at ease, and he took possession of the other person naturally.

  He licked the area behind Qu Fuer's ear with his tongue, and such a gentle touch made the girl extremely nervous.

  Could she never learn how to please a man? Cesare thought, she was too rigid.

  "Cesare, I... I have a headache..."

  But suddenly, Fu'er called his name and said anxiously.

  Cesare was stunned, looking at the girl's face flushed with lust just aroused. Her lips had become so tempting because of the kiss just now, and so had her eyes.

  He laughed in a low voice, and suddenly the gloom in his heart was swept away.

  "You're lying."

  He understood her body better than she did.

  For example, the nipples suddenly stood up, and the legs were unconsciously clamped together.

  Cesare stood up, spread his legs and knelt on Fu'er. He reached out and took off his shirt, revealing his exceptionally graceful waistline.

  Qu Fuer stared blankly at the erotic scene, at a loss as to what to do.

  Then the man reached out and unbuckled the belt around his waist, and Fu'er turned her face away.

  Cesare's deep laughter seemed to be mocking her actions, Qu Fuer thought angrily. She wanted to get under the quilt, but that person didn't allow her to do that.

  He kissed her skin carefully, it was itchy, just like a cat licking her in a birdhouse.

  He let her follow his hand and wander over his body. Fu'er was timid, she had never done such a thing before. However, the man seduced her like a devil, from his thin jaw, to his protruding Adam's apple, to his collarbone.

  Fu'er's face had turned red, and Cesare wondered if this was too difficult for her.

  He bent down and kissed her lips, as if to encourage her.

  However, Fu'er withdrew her hand; she was too shy.

  The fire burned through the wood, making crackling sounds, but they didn't speak, as if they were afraid that if anyone spoke, this mysterious environment would end.

  Cesare pulled back the blanket and went in, lying on his side and holding the girl in his arms, with her back against his, and reaching his hands into her clothes.

  Cesare kissed her neck from behind, feeling the familiar touch and the already erect nipples.

  He unbuttoned the back buttons, revealing Fu'er's smooth back. The girl arched her body like a shrimp, and he took the opportunity to kiss her along the line of her spine with his lips.

  Qu Fuer finally understood what it meant to lose one thing while gaining another. She thought her breasts would be protected from attack, but she ended up exposing a large area of her back to that man.

  Cesare stretched out his hand and took the shrimp into his arms. He reached out and took off the girl's dress. He didn't say anything, but looked at her with such a charming smile and approving eyes.

  Fuer stretched out her hand to cover his eyes.

  She did so, but was kissed on the palm of her hand by the Duke.

  Fu'er suddenly withdrew her hand, and Cesare immediately bit the tip of her left breast.

  His hand slowly reached between her legs, and as if he was not satisfied with her clamping her legs together, he took one of her hands and stretched it towards his lower abdomen.

  Fule wanted to escape, but Cesare was so determined and decisive.

  He let her reach into his pants and run her fingers through the thick hair above, touching the hard and hot thing.

  He was so arrogant and anxious to show her his majesty and pride, and that thing was ready to burst out just because of those kisses.

  He took her hand and taught her to hold it, then float up and down gently.

  She wanted to ask him what he was doing? What did you think I was? A prostitute who could open her legs and let you fuck her at any time? She was so anxious that she almost cried. But she was afraid that if she asked, it would all be over.