Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 933: He Asked for It Himself

Chapter 933: Chapter 933: He Asked for It Himself

What the hell, the male god wants her to kiss him?

Nan Feng’s heart raced like a deer on the run.

She actually wanted to!

But what about the propriety expected of a young lady?

However, if it was his initiative, then there wouldn’t be any need for propriety, right? Forget it, Nan Feng thought she might as well just kiss him, after all, a kiss wouldn’t get her pregnant.

Nan Feng was about to give Yege a peck on the cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but before her lips could touch his face, he suddenly turned around, and Nan Feng’s lips met his squarely.

She recoiled as if electrocuted, but as she did, images flashed through her mind: kissing by the reservoir, him blindfolding her with a cloth, and more...

The images were vivid, as if they had happened just yesterday, and they felt like her own experiences because she remembered the touch.

"Fengfeng, what’s wrong?" Yege asked tenderly as he leaned in close to Nan Feng, "Was my behavior too presumptuous?"

He had forgotten that she didn’t remember anything now, yet he still wanted to treat her like he used to.

Nan Feng shook her head, "No, it’s just..."

She looked out the window, "It’s about to get dark, shall we start the plan we just discussed?"

"Okay!"

The two opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the Guard came over again, "Does General Nangong have any instructions? Is the blanket not warm enough or something?"

Yege looked at the Guard, "Nothing special, just felt like taking a walk."

"Oh, I see," the Guard replied with a smile, "But there’s nothing but snow around here, nothing nice to look at. The only tree has lost all its leaves."

"It’s fine, just wanted to take a casual look, you can go if you’re busy with something."

"Alrighty," the Guard seemed a bit troubled but dared not disobey, and quickly retreated to another room.

Yege and Nan Feng walked to the middle of the courtyard. They quickly drew close to speak, looking very much like a couple in love.

"Are you ready? You take care of the two on the northwest side. When my signal sounds, you move immediately," Yege commanded.

"Understood!"

The two quickly assumed a back-to-back position, in perfect sync. As soon as Yege said "begin," Nan Feng struck at three people in rapid succession.

As planned, five or six men fell down all at once, and the commotion immediately alerted the others who rushed towards Yege and Nan Feng.

And they were shouting in foreign tongues.

Nan Feng felt a twinge in her heart; they were indeed coming for her.

But with only five or six men left, they were no match for Nan Feng, and Yege quickly dispatched them before Nan Feng could even see clearly.

Once they had all fallen, Nan Feng went to pull down their collars. The men had a few characters tattooed on their chests, the unmistakable mark of barbarian soldiers.

"General Nangong, you must run!" Just as Nan Feng was checking the backs of these men, the Guard who had first come to greet them suddenly burst out shouting, "They have more people!"

Nan Feng turned to look at the Guard, realizing that apart from him, all the others were barbarians. They had deliberately left a survivor to lure them into their trap.

No sooner had the Guard spoken than an arrow pierced his throat, and he collapsed, lifeless.

Nan Feng turned to look at Yege, about to ask him what to do, when suddenly arrows rained down around them like a sudden storm. The arrows formed a circle, shooting close to Nan Feng and quickly piling up, creating a large barrier around them—if they tried to rush out now, they would undoubtedly be peppered like a honeycomb.