I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Chapter 627: 595. Divine-level genius

However, before the pair could take out their phones to snap photos, the barrier around the pavilion lit up again, cutting off the outside view.

Mu Qingtong pressed the button, raising the accidentally lowered barrier once more, and beneath her, the man known as Mr. Xia followed the line of her jaw and planted a kiss on her delicate neck and collarbone.

“Your Majesty, lift your head up,” the man teased with a light chuckle, his breath searing against her smooth neck, damp and sluggishly persistent like an excited little puppy, tickling her into goosebumps.

Her graceful swan neck tilted back slightly, her red lips lazily adorned with strands of silver hair. Her stunning cheeks were flushed a touch pink, and her delicate brows knitted slightly.

Her eyes, tranquil, fixed on the fireworks spectacular across the lake.

And beneath the fireworks, more and more people drawn by the news were gathering by the lakeside, looking over towards the pavilion.

The couple from before was excitedly pointing in her direction, explaining to others, leading to an increasingly lively scene by the lakeside, where many began to take out their phones to snap photos of the pavilion, though they couldn’t capture the people inside.

Under the glare of flashing lights, Mr. Xia bit down at her neck just enough to leave a mark, and Mu Qingtong turned away her face, frowning in displeasure, “Mr. Xia, you really do resemble a little dog right now~”

“…..” Xia Feng could only feel how the woman in his arms was soft and boneless, giving him a full sense of security, and the faint gentle fragrance coming from her was alluring and intoxicating, making him feel somewhat lost in her.