Li Xuanfeng's palm heated her delicate arm, causing it to flush red. Ning Hemian looked at him emotively, the man's sharp brows and eyes bright and spirited as he stared at her:
"Within the clan, there may not be allies, outside the clan, there may not be enemies."
Ning Hemian chuckled softly, leaning against his chest, and whispered:
"The Ning Clan is a friend to nobility, as for who is the enemy, both of us understand in our hearts."
Li Xuanfeng let her frolic in his arms for a while, already ignited with passion, and now carried her horizontally, saying fiercely:
"What's this 'my Ning Clan'? You've already married over, you and I are one, stop talking about two families!"
"Hmm!"
Ning Hemian responded melodiously, and for the first time, there was no sense of distance between them like that of guests. The woman arched her back and lifted her head, smiling considerately.
...
Qingdu Peak.
