After Encountering My Deceased Wife, I Became the Male Lead's Love Rival - Chapter 26.2

Chapter 26.2: No Kisses Allowed

The sweetness reached her heart, turning even her elegant eyes into curved crescent moons.

She happily kissed the corner of the woman’s lips beneath her, saying with a touch of pride, “This is your reward.”

At the mention of this kind of reward, Fang Ziyue suddenly got her second wind.

She perked up, saying excitedly, “Come on, come on! Give me a few more questions, I can answer them!”

“You want more?” Ling Qiu paused, stroking Fang Ziyue’s hair at the temples as she whispered, “You’ve already passed the test. There’s no need to quiz you anymore.”

“Don’t be like that! Don’t worry about me, Wife go ahead and ‘grill’ me as hard as you can!” You can grill me until I’m well-done!

Hearing this, Ling Qiu narrowed her eyes and warily pinched Fang Ziyue’s mouth, squeezing it into a duck bill.

“Speak. What kind of scheme are you cooking up now?”

This old rogue had a long criminal record; she had to stay on guard.

With her little abacus overturned by her wife, Fang Ziyue let out a regretful sigh: “And here I thought I’d be able to sneak a few more kisses further down today…”

Ling Qiu had an extraordinary figure. She had once been invited to walk the runway for the internationally renowned Jozerli Fashion Week. At that time, she was hailed at home and abroad as the “Bixun Witch,” translated as a witch born from the rivers of Heaven. She was more enchanting than rubies, more dazzling than gold; she was a unique treasure left on Earth by God.

Unfortunately, after that Fashion Week, Ling Qiu was suppressed due to the drugging incident and was never able to return to Jozerli. This led the foreign internet to give her another nickname: “The Lost Bixun River.”

A witch stranded abroad, unable to find her way home.

Taking all those evaluations into account, one could imagine just how alluring Ling Qiu’s figure and features were.

Finding herself the target of Fang Ziyue’s lewd verbal sparring, Ling Qiu’s face turned beet-red once again.

She wants to kiss further down?

This woman was already kissing her collarbone; any further down, further down… mmm, mmm…

Ling Qiu clutched her chest, her face practically smoking. Closing her eyes in a fit of shamed indignation, she shouted, “That’s where that place is! You bastard!”

No kisses allowed. That place not even if it killed her would she allow a kiss there!!

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