Chapter 135: Just because you touched it, it was stamped?

The two of them entered the cave, one in front and one behind.

Fine water droplets condensed on the damp stone walls, and the stalactites hanging from the cave ceiling glowed with a cold light.

The cave was not deep. There were many branches and dry grass scattered on the ground that were blown in by the mountain wind. There were also many gravels on the ground, which made a crunching sound when stepped on.

The sky gradually darkened and the cave became increasingly cold.

Chu Jin bent down and scraped the dry grass and branches on the ground into a pile. He took out a tinder from his arms and tried to light the fire twice but it didn't start. Only then did he realize that it had been soaked by water.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a small dark golden porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out some yellow powder, sprinkled it on the firewood, then drew the dagger from his waist and slashed it hard at the stone wall.

The moment the sparks splashed, the powder burst into flames, and the orange-red flames suddenly illuminated the cave, casting the wet figures of the two people on the mottled rock wall.

Chu Jin picked up a pile of hay, sat down, and moved closer to the fire, shaking off his clothes.

Manluo leaned against the stone wall, trembling all over.

Seeing the firelight at this moment, he shamelessly bent down, grabbed a handful of hay, walked straight to the fire, and sat down opposite Chu Jin.

The soaked purple clothes clung tightly to her body, outlining her slender waist and the rise and fall of her chest. Water droplets dripping from the ends of her hair slid down her neck into her clothes, shining brightly in the firelight.

She reached out and fiddled with the hem of her skirt nonchalantly, letting the flames heat the damp fabric. But out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Chu Jin's turned away profile - his Adam's apple rolling unnaturally.

"Why, the Poison King is also shy?"

Manluo suddenly chuckled, moved closer to the fire, and shook her hair, splashing water droplets. A cunning glint flashed in the corners of her eyes:

"You were hugging each other so tightly on the cliff just now, but now you're being serious?"

Chu Jin turned his head in hatred, the dark light in his eyes almost swallowing her:

"Bitch, you can't stand not being horny for a day? If I hadn't arrived today, you would have gotten into Xie Zhan's bed!"

Manluo tilted her head slightly, and raised the corners of her lips:

"Well, the Second Prince of Nanzhao is handsome. I really like him!"

"Zisha, don't you understand what shame is?"

Manluo's body was shaking slightly, but her fingertips were slowly twisting the water droplets on the ends of her hair. She glanced at Chu Jin:

"How much is shame worth?"

"shameless!"

Chu Jin kicked the stone at his feet in disgust, and the broken stones hit the rock wall, making a harsh sound.

Manluo snorted: "What does it have to do with you whether I have shame or not? Just because you touched me, do I have to remain faithful to you, or..."

She deliberately dragged out the ending: "You want to marry me?"

"You don't deserve it!"

Chu Jin gritted his teeth and denied it immediately!

"That's great! You scared me. I thought you were in love with me!"

Chu Jin said with a snort, "Shameless thing, you think you can enter our Chu family?"

Manluo chuckled:

"Of course I can't reach her. After all, being the Princess of Nan Zhao is much more comfortable! The Second Prince is much gentler than you!"

"You... let him touch you?"

Manluo raised her face, her cheeks flushed by the firelight and stained with water droplets:

"What does it have to do with you whether I touch her or not? Does that mean it's her fault? From now on, I can sleep with whoever I want. What's it to you?"

"You dare!"

Chu Jin suddenly became furious, his clothes fluttering as he jumped over the fire and threw Manluo to the ground!

Manluo was just making a sly comment, but she didn't expect it would anger Chu Jin. Just as she was about to fight back, Chu Jin grabbed her throat with his hand, a murderous look flashing across his eyes.

"Zisha, Manluo? No matter who you are, since you have already slept on my bed, Chu Jin, even if you die, don't even think about messing with other men!"

The gravel behind her hurt her back, and the suffocating feeling from her neck made her see dense golden stars in front of her eyes.

"open!"

She kicked with her legs desperately, but Chu Jin used his legs to hold back her struggles.

Manluo was furious and struggled to pull out the hairpin in her hair, wanting to shoot the hidden weapon, but he grabbed her wrist tightly with one hand, and the hairpin fell to the ground with a clang.

The feeling of pressure in the throat became more and more severe, black mist appeared in front of Manluo's eyes, and her lungs felt like they were being burned by a hot iron.

Her other hand instinctively scratched and tore the clothes on her chest, and the snow-white blood suddenly flooded into Chu Jin's eyes.

Chu Jin only felt a loud bang in his head, and a taut string suddenly exploded.

The hand that was pinching Manluo's neck suddenly loosened, and uncontrollably changed position and pinched her again...