Rebirth of the Duke's Daughter and the Little Imperial Uncle

Chapter 168 Kissing He Mingning

When Fan Junyu heard that familiar and affectionate address again, it was as if a clear spring flowed through the depths of his heart, nourishing his heart that had been parched for so long due to longing. This sense of satisfaction was like a refreshing rain after a long drought, immersing him in an ocean of happiness.

At that moment, his gaze was involuntarily drawn to He Mingning's cheeks, which were as red as the sunset. She lowered her head shyly, her slightly trembling eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, revealing the unique shyness and innocence of a young girl.

Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Fan Junyu felt as if he had become a guardian angel, carefully protecting this beauty, no longer daring to tease her as recklessly as before. He knew all too well how delicate and fragile this vibrant flower was; if he were to tease her too much, she might never call him by such an affectionate name again, which would truly be a loss!

Thinking of this, Fan Junyu couldn't help but smile gently and said softly, "Ningning is so good." His voice was deep and magnetic, like a gentle breeze brushing against He Mingning's heartstrings, making her heart beat faster.

Hearing Fan Junyu's doting words, He Mingning finally relaxed, feeling an unprecedented sense of ease and relief. She slowly raised her head, wanting to say something more to Fan Junyu to break the slightly awkward atmosphere.

However, fate always seems to enjoy playing tricks on people. Just as He Mingning raised his head, Fan Junyu happened to bend down and lower his head, instantly closing the distance between them to an almost negligible level. And just like that, without any warning, their lips, like two magnets drawn to each other, pressed tightly together.

The instant their bodies touched, as if an electric current had shot through their bodies, they both froze, as if struck by lightning. Time seemed to freeze, and everything around them seemed to fall silent.

He Mingning was the first to recover from the sudden situation, but her heart was pounding like a drum. Like a frightened deer, she staggered backward, stammering, "I...I'm sorry, I...I didn't...I didn't mean to, I..." However, before she could finish her sentence, Fan Junyu grabbed her arm with lightning speed, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and gently pulled her into his arms.

He Mingning was completely unprepared for Fan Junyu's actions. She felt a sudden dizziness, and the next second she was in Fan Junyu's warm and firm embrace. This unexpected turn of events terrified her, and she couldn't help but scream. Instinctively, she reached out and grabbed Fan Junyu's clothes tightly, trying to steady herself. At this moment, she was completely panicked, and her words were incoherent: "Wh...what are you doing!"

Fan Junyu looked down at the terrified, pitiful little girl in his arms. Her petite body trembled with fear, her head bowed slightly, avoiding his gaze. Fan Junyu's gaze, like a sophisticated scanner, slowly moved from He Mingning's cheeks, flushed with shyness and nervousness, exploring downwards little by little. Finally, his eyes, as if drawn by a powerful magnet, fixed firmly on He Mingning's pink and luscious lips.

Her lips, a vibrant pink and luscious red, resembled ripe cherries, dazzling and radiating a captivating sheen. Like sweet fruit waiting to be picked, they exuded an irresistible allure, stirring within one a powerful urge to kiss them. Fan Junyu gazed at those alluring red lips, feeling as if a playful kitten were gently scratching at his heart, an unbearable itch.

Just as Fan Junyu was immersed in this feeling of excitement and reverie, He Mingning's soft, almost inaudible voice suddenly reached his ears: "You... what do you want to do?" This unexpected question instantly pulled him back from his reverie. Looking at the shy and charming He Mingning before him, Fan Junyu's lips curled into a sly smile. He decided to no longer suppress his true desires and to turn his thoughts into action.

So, Fan Junyu deliberately moved closer and closer to He Mingning, until they could almost feel each other's warm breaths mingling. He lowered his voice and murmured, "Ningning, guess what it is~" His deep and magnetic voice was like a demon from hell whispering in someone's ear, full of seductive charm.

Hearing Fan Junyu's incredibly seductive words, He Mingning's heart trembled violently. Her face flushed, her eyes flickered uncertainly, and she stammered, "I...I guess...I can't guess!" The words had barely left her lips when she shyly lowered her head, unable to look directly into his deep eyes, afraid she would be lost in them forever. At that moment, He Mingning felt as if the air around her had thickened, making it hard to breathe. Her beautiful eyes darted around frantically, unsure where to look, as if she were facing a bottomless, terrifying swamp that could easily swallow her whole.

Fan Junyu's gaze was fixed on the incredibly cute little girl before him, as if she were a unique, priceless treasure. He stared at her intently, his eyes filled with boundless affection and tenderness.

Then, he parted his lips slightly and continued to speak softly in a seductive voice, "I want..." Midway through his sentence, Fan Junyu's voice suddenly cut off as if by an incredibly sharp blade, abruptly ceasing without warning. At the same time, his previously slightly languid posture instantly became straight and upright, like a pine tree standing proudly atop a mountain.

At this moment, Fan Junyu still wore that faint smile on his face, his deep and captivating eyes shining like brilliant stars in the night sky. He simply gazed at He Mingning silently, without uttering another word.

Meanwhile, He Mingning, like a fledgling bird eagerly awaiting its mother's feeding, stood obediently in place, quietly waiting expectantly for Fan Junyu to finish speaking. However, as time passed and the surroundings became so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing softly, she still couldn't hear Fan Junyu speak again.

Finally, unable to contain her doubts any longer, He Mingning slowly raised her head, her delicate face filled with confusion and curiosity. She parted her lips slightly and uttered a question as clear and melodious as a nightingale's song: "What do you want?"

The instant her words fell, Fan Junyu moved with lightning speed. He swiftly lowered his head and gently kissed He Mingning's cherry-like, luscious, and alluring lips. This sudden action caught He Mingning completely off guard; she froze on the spot as if struck by a powerful bolt of lightning.

In an instant, He Mingning felt his mind go blank, all his thoughts vanished without a trace, as if time in the whole world had suddenly stopped flowing.

Fan Junyu gazed silently at He Mingning, momentarily speechless, but deep within his heart, like a lake tossed with a pebble, subtle ripples spread. He pondered to himself, "Could my actions just now have inadvertently frightened this delicate and lovely woman before me?" Thinking this, his already gentle voice softened further, like a soft spring breeze caressing He Mingning's heartstrings: "What's wrong, Ningning? Are you angry?"

He Mingning seemed lost in her own thoughts, completely oblivious to Fan Junyu's words. It wasn't until he asked again that she snapped out of her reverie. A vibrant blush instantly spread across her fair, snow-white cheeks, as alluring as a ripe apple, so delicate and tempting that one couldn't resist taking a bite. She lowered her head in a fluster, unable to meet Fan Junyu's burning gaze, and stammered, slightly shyly, "Wh...what?"

Fan Junyu took in He Mingning's every reaction. How could he not understand what she was thinking? He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile full of doting affection, a smile as warm and gentle as the spring sun. Then, he asked softly again in his deep and magnetic voice, "Ningning, tell me, are you really angry?"

He Mingning looked up, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. She blinked her large, bright eyes, gazing at Fan Junyu like a startled fawn, and a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz escaped from her cherry-like lips: "I...why am I angry!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Junyu keenly sensed that the young girl's heart had already flown far away. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a faint, teasing smile, and he asked softly, "Really?"

Just then, He Mingning snapped out of her daze, realizing instantly that she had asked such an incredibly foolish question! What made her even more ashamed was that, faced with this situation, the other person not only showed no annoyance or anger, but instead revealed a tenderness and tolerance that deeply moved her. This feeling was like a spring breeze gently caressing a lake of her heart, creating ripples on its surface.

Thinking of this, He Mingning felt her face burning as if it were on fire, the blush quickly spreading to her ears, like a ripe red apple, delicate and tempting. At this moment, Fan Junyu stared intently at the shy and beautiful face in front of him, his desire surging forth like a flood bursting its banks.

Finally, he could no longer suppress the raging flames of emotion burning within him. Like a long-starved tiger suddenly spotting its prey, he unhesitatingly opened his arms, wrapped them around He Mingning's slender, soft waist, and pulled her tightly into his embrace. At that moment, he felt as if he wanted to meld her into his own body, never to be separated from her, as if he were holding a priceless, unparalleled treasure that needed to be protected and cherished with all his might.

As the distance between them drew closer, Fan Junyu slowly lowered his head, inching closer to He Mingning. He Mingning's heart was pounding in her chest, like a startled fawn, threatening to burst free. Her beautiful eyes blinked frantically, her gaze unfocused, unable to meet Fan Junyu's burning eyes. She stammered, trying to explain, but the words caught in her throat, becoming incoherent: "I...I didn't...I didn't mean that, I..."

He Mingning stood there, her eyes vacant and lost, her mind a jumbled mess, making it impossible for her to even begin to express the turbulent feelings surging within her. The feeling was like a wild horse, galloping wildly through her heart, threatening to break free and burst forth from her chest at any moment.

In an instant, He Mingning's face turned a radiant crimson, as dazzling and beautiful as the colorful sunset on the horizon, captivating all who beheld her. Her exquisite and alluring appearance made everything around her pale in comparison.

Just then, He Mingning suddenly felt a familiar and warm force pull her back into her arms. In that instant, her nerves tensed to the extreme, her breathing became rapid, and her already pounding heart felt like it was about to leap out of her throat. Her eyes widened as she stared intently at Fan Junyu, who was getting closer and closer. As the distance between them decreased, she could clearly feel his burning breath washing over her.

At this moment, He Mingning's heartbeat grew louder and louder, like a rousing drumbeat resounding in her chest, deafeningly loud. She subconsciously reached out and gently placed her hands on Fan Junyu's broad, muscular chest, but those hands gripped tighter and tighter uncontrollably, as if only in this way could she slightly alleviate the tension and unease in her heart. Unconsciously, she had already crumpled Fan Junyu's clothes, but she was completely unaware, because all her attention was focused on the handsome face that was gradually approaching.

Just as He Mingning felt herself about to suffocate from lack of oxygen, Fan Junyu's soft, warm lips finally touched hers lightly, like a dragonfly skimming the water. However, even this slight touch sent a jolt through He Mingning's body, as if she'd been electrocuted. She froze, her mind blank, instinctively squeezing her eyes shut, as tense as a frightened deer, her hands gripping Fan Junyu's clothes tightly. Fan Junyu hadn't initially intended to go any further; he merely wanted to test the waters. However, the moment he gently touched He Mingning's delicate, flower-like lips, an indescribable feeling surged through him.