Chapter 88 The first time doing "Wanwan, relax"

The mountain path was flat, the clatter of horse hooves audible, yet not at all bumpy. Jiang Cichen was busy during the day, with endless military duties to attend to, and often felt sleep deprived. At this moment, he gently rested his hand against Luo Wan's shoulder, closing his eyes. Luo Wan could hear his steady heartbeat and even breathing.

In the distance, the lights of thousands of homes in Hengye City gradually became clearer.

Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed out from the woods beside the road!

Luo Wan pulled the reins suddenly, the horse turned its head, and the two of them leaned over.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cichen suddenly woke up, his voice still hoarse from sleepiness.

Luo Wan spurred his horse after the fleeing shadow and said with a smile, "During the wild hunt, you threw a fox to help me escape the trap. I'm going to catch one for you now!"

Jiang Ci Chen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that she still remembered the wild hunt. After all, compared to the wild hunt, she didn't even remember the medicine delivery which happened later.

"I always thought you forgot a lot of things between us." Jiang Cichen said.

"I haven't forgotten this," Luo Wan said, "and I haven't forgotten how you watched indifferently as that arrow grazed my ear."

“…”

Jiang Cichen tightened his grip around her waist, and said with a half-smile, "How about I let you kiss me as an apology?"

Luo Wan ignored him. He held the reins steady with one hand and took out a long whip from the saddle bag with the other. The end of the whip was tied with a three-clawed silver hook. He accurately wrapped it around the snow-white shadow and hooked it firmly after a few circles.

She flicked her wrist and pulled the little guy back. Jiang Cichen pulled out a sack from the side of the horse in tacit understanding and scooped up the thing.

The moonlight, like water, clearly illuminated the creature. It was a snow-white fox, its dark eyes darting around in panic, its spirit compelling. Luo Wan gently smoothed its glossy fur before untying the whip and placing it in the bag.

Luo Wan was a little depressed: "What a pity, it's not black."

She remembered the one that Jiang Cichen threw away, its fur was black.

"There's nothing to regret," Jiang Cichen said with a smile, "I still prefer the one you gave me."

At this time, a drop of rain fell, followed by two drops, three drops, and in a blink of an eye, heavy rain poured down.

When they chased the fox halfway up the mountain, the heavy rain came suddenly and violently, making it impossible to return the same way. Jiang Cichen pulled the reins lightly and steered his horse to a small path beside the mountain road.

The destination was a cave halfway up the mountain. He tied the horse to the entrance of the cave to shelter from the rain with quick movements.

Luo Wan looked at his back and asked, "How did you know there was a cave here?"

"We discovered it during the siege," he said.

Outside the cave, there was a sound of murmuring rain, but inside the cave it seemed like another world, with many dead branches and leaves piled up. The two of them lit a bonfire, propped up a simple clothes hanger with branches, and hung their wet robes aside to dry.

When Luo Wan was drying her hair, the rain outside started to pour down again. She looked towards the cave entrance, and suddenly seemed to remember something. She stood up and walked to the horse and took down the sack.

Jiang Cichen watched her carry the little fox out and place it on her lap. The little fox was also soaked and huddled up in a ball.

The flames danced, illuminating half of her face. The hair on her forehead had dried, but the ends still dripped with water. Jiang Cichen reached out and gathered her long hair at the back of her head, gently pushing it in front of her, and gently drying it by the fire.

"Is it cold?" Jiang Cichen asked.

Luo Wan shook his head: "Not cold."

The little fox had short fur, and it dried to about 70% in a short while, like a snowball. Seeing this, Jiang Cichen took the sack next to him.

"What are you doing?" Luo Wan looked at the sack in his hand.

"Put it back." Jiang Cichen said, "Do you want to hold it all night?"

Luo Wan suddenly held the little fox in front of him, smiling: "Don't you think it's cute? It's not completely dry yet, let me hold it for a while."

Jiang Cichen glanced at the fox, threw the sack aside, and concentrated on drying the ends of Luo Wan's hair.

When the ends of her hair were completely dry and had a soft luster, Jiang Cichen took the sack back. Without asking Luo Wan's opinion, he put the little fox back directly.

Luo Wan complained in his heart, this person is really too stingy.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a soft touch on my hair.

"Can you braid hair?"

Jiang Cichen snorted and laughed, saying disdainfully, "Even if you haven't eaten pork, how could you have never seen a pig run?"

Soon, her hair was braided, and he deliberately pulled the braid over her chest to show it. It wasn't a neat and tidy braid, but rather a loose, untidy one, which unexpectedly outlined a kind of casual beauty, highlighting her bright eyes and white teeth, making her look very beautiful.

Jiang Cichen lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on her lips, and unconsciously moved closer.

Luo Wan looked into his deep eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly closed her eyes.

However, the expected kiss did not fall, instead Jiang Cichen's teasing voice was heard: "Luo Wan, why are you closing your eyes?"

Luo Wan realized that she had been deceived. She opened her eyes angrily, met his teasing gaze, put her arms around his neck, tilted her head back and bit him hard on the lips.

Jiang Cichen felt pain and raised his hand to touch his lips. Sure enough, a drop of blood was on his fingertips.

He frowned, but his tone was smiling: "How cruel."

“Serves you right.”

"Well, I deserve it." Jiang Cichen put his arm around her waist and chuckled, "But in the middle of the night, in the wilderness, you kiss a man at this time, do you know what it means?"

Luo Wan was puzzled: "Are you scared?"

"You don't have to be afraid." Jiang Cichen said.

The next moment, the hand around her waist suddenly exerted force, and the face in front of her, reflected by the firelight, unexpectedly approached, enlarged, and blurred. A soft touch came from her lips, mixed with a faint smell of blood, but more of it was the breath of Jiang Cichen himself.

They both became passionate in this airless kiss, and only separated slightly when both were breathless. He held Luo Wan's cheek, their eyes met, and he could read the overwhelming desire in her eyes. Reason was so insignificant at this moment that it was difficult to find it.

He leaned forward again and kissed her.

This time the kiss was more like a fig leaf that would be torn apart with a poke, used to cover up the impatience and anxiety when randomly stripping off each other's clothes. When there was no more clothes to take off, the kiss that was trying to cover up the truth ended.

Luo Wan stopped him: "Don't do it here, go over there."

A little further inside the cave, there were two simple beds made of hay, originally intended for sleeping.

Now it seems that only one is needed.

When Jiang Cichen picked her up, he picked up the coat that had been dried beside him.

He casually spread his coat on the straw mat, put Luo Wan down, leaned forward, and pressed his whole body on top of her.

Bend your knees and push her legs apart.

At such a close distance, without the obstruction of clothing, Luo Wan could clearly feel its presence.

Stagnation.

Jiang Cichen stepped back a little and removed his hand from her waist.

The movements of his hands made her feel really uncomfortable.

Almost crying.

He was also feeling uncomfortable, enduring so much that the veins on the side of his neck were bulging: "Wanwan, relax."

…

It was almost impossible to move forward.

"pain……"

An almost imperceptible sound briefly brought Jiang Cichen back to his senses.

He bent down to kiss her.

The pain was obvious, but his kiss distracted Luo Wan well.

After both of them recovered, Jiang Cichen supported his hands on her sides, not daring to use too much force.

It took her a long time to adapt, including when he finished the first time.

The rain kept falling, hitting the dead leaves and making noises.

Jiang Cichen picked up Luo Wan and turned her over, but he stopped right after he came in.

In a daze, Luo Wan heard him ask: "What is this?"

Luo Wan frowned and said, "Tattoo."

Jiang Cichen pushed back and asked, "Why did you think of getting a tattoo here?"

"Tingyu Tower...death warriors..." Luo Wan had just opened her mouth when her voice was shattered by him. It was obvious that he did it on purpose. "There will be..."

Jiang Cichen stroked the tattoo on her lower back with his fingertips and whispered, "Does everyone have a tattoo here?"

Luo Wan bit her lower lip and stopped answering him to avoid making any ambiguous sounds.

After who knows how many times, the sound of rain outside gradually disappeared. Luo Wan's head was dizzy with lust, but he could still feel being tossed to and fro.

Luo Wan seemed to have forgotten one thing. She should have agreed with Jiang Cichen to end it a few times.

She didn't sleep well the whole night.

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The rain stopped, and sunlight shone through the clouds, filtering through the branches and leaves onto the ground in patches. The chirping of birds echoed incessantly, making Luo Wan feel distracted. She unconsciously turned over, finding a more comfortable position.

Jiang Cichen looked down at her rubbing against his arms.

Suddenly, Luo Wan seemed to remember something. The moment he opened his eyes, he met a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes.

She sat up suddenly, and the movement sent a wave of soreness and pain throughout her body, causing her to gasp softly. The outer garment she was wearing slipped off, revealing a slender neck and shoulders. Jiang Cichen's gaze lingered over them with undisguised admiration.

Luo Wan pulled up his coat to cover it up: "Why don't you put clothes on me?"

"Why should I wear it?" Jiang Cichen raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm not wearing it either."

Luo Wan stopped arguing with him and looked around: "Where are my clothes?"

Jiang Cichen raised his chin lazily and pointed to the extinguished bonfire: "It's over there."

Seeing their inner garments tangled together, Luo Wan felt overwhelmed. She wrapped her outer garment tightly around her and ran over to get them. She pursed her lips, separated Jiang Cichen's, and threw it towards him without even turning back.

She quickly put on her dress, and when she turned around, she saw Jiang Cichen still slowly tying his robe. Feeling her gaze, he raised his eyelids slightly.

Luo Wan turned her head and stopped looking at him.

Jiang Cichen finished dressing before walking over to Luo Wan and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Luo Wan was just tying the sack containing the little fox back onto the saddle when he paused. His expression remained calm as he asked, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Cichen said, "I've kissed you, touched you, and penetrated you. I'm all yours now. You won't deny me after trying everything, will you?"

It's not like she hadn't done it with Chu Lin in her previous life, and last night wasn't her first time in the traditional sense. Although she wasn't as shy as a little girl on her virgin night, she felt somewhat embarrassed by someone like Jiang Cichen bringing it up again in broad daylight after they had clearly done it.

"No." Luo Wan said calmly.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked. "I'm not very satisfied. I'm afraid of hurting you. So when can we come again?"

Luo Wan: “…”

Isn't it fun? Then why is he tossing her around?

Jiang Cichen took Luo Wan on horseback. She sat sideways on the horse, held in his arms, the sunlight outlining her bright figure.

"What are you doing?"

"You were frowning all night long," Jiang Cichen pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, "This sitting position should be better."

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