Special Forces Princess: This Concubine is Peerless Under Heaven
Chapter 11: An Angel's Face, a Devil's Body!
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An angelic face, a devilish figure!
Compared to four years ago, she had grown twice as tall. Although she was only fourteen, her lithe figure had already developed in such a tantalizing way.
This, too, was quite unique!
Long Qi had seen plenty of women.
Beautiful women, he had naturally seen even more of.
If one were to speak solely of the delicacy and beauty of a face, or the enchanting and provocative nature of a figure, it was not as if there were none who could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Feng Yu.
However, a woman who possessed such a stunningly beautiful face—delicate yet tinged with childishness—while also having a graceful figure enough to drive men mad, she was the first.
"An angelic face, a devilish figure, with an enchanting tone yet cold as frost!"
A sentence he had once heard from a wandering bard to describe a beauty suddenly popped into Long Qi’s mind.
Before, he had always been unable to imagine what such a woman would look like.
Now, he understood!
The Feng Yu before him was a living, breathing example.
"Are you sure you don't need my help?!"
Lazily rising from the bed, Long Qi still wore a wicked smile on his face.
Standing by the window, Feng Yu answered his question with a look of direct refusal.
"Alright then!"
Walking over with that same languid gait, Long Qi took a golden invitation out of his pocket and presented it to her.
"The City Lord has prepared a welcome ball for me at the manor. I came here this time specifically to deliver this invitation to you!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and placed the invitation into her palm.
Just as Feng Yu subconsciously turned her gaze toward the invitation, a warm breath rapidly drew near her.
She instinctively wanted to dodge, but it was too late; Long Qi’s lips had already brushed against her cheek.
After the light kiss, his lips did not immediately pull away.
"Little Feather, we shall... meet again tonight!"
His voice, carrying a warm breath, swept past her ear, his tone low and slow, laced with ambiguity.