Chapter 94 World Four (Twenty-one)

Bao Shan stood on the bluestone steps, wearing a long, floor-length apricot-colored dress, the hem of which rippled like water. She was only inches away from the clear waters of the pond. Her dark brows were furrowed, her watery eyes shimmering with light, and her porcelain-white face was filled with disbelief.

In Baoshan's watery eyes, Xie Wenying's dejected figure was reflected—his robes were soaked, his snow-white undergarment clinging to his body. Xie Wenying raised his face, revealing hawk-like eyes. His expression was expressionless. Though imprisoned in the dark water dungeon, he felt as calm and composed as if he were at Yunning Peak. But those dark, deep eyes, like a deep whirlpool, drew Baoshan's attention and guided her forward.

Although his expression was the same as usual, Bao Shan could see a wanton plundering intent in those deep, pond-like eyes. Bao Shan instinctively felt uneasy, his heart tightening. He said softly, "Senior Brother Wenying..."

Xie Wenying's soft and shallow voice sounded again.

"Come here."

The tone was steady, without any harsh scolding. However, the cold words did not make Baoshan feel at ease. She walked towards the cool, clear pool with her eyelashes trembling.

At first, Baoshan would hold up her skirt carefully, but when the water in the pond covered her delicate and small embroidered shoes, the dark water marks soaked the soft fabric, and the biting cold flowed into her soft toes. Baoshan loosened her hands that were holding her skirt tightly and walked towards Xie Wenying.

The water in the pond was slightly rippled, Baoshan's soft lips had lost their color, and her cheeks were as pale as glutinous rice paper.

The undulating and swaying water in the pond had gradually submerged Baoshan's waist. She was shocked and frightened, and subconsciously looked towards the shore.

——She has come a long way.

At this moment, Bao Shan was standing in the middle of the pool of water in the prison. Whether to advance or retreat depended on her thoughts.

The clear pond reflected Baoshan's face, which looked helpless and pitiful. She looked deeply at Xie Wenying, who was not far away and was imprisoned in chains, and walked towards him with determination.

The water level gradually deepened, and every step in the pool felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, making walking extremely difficult.

When Baoshan walked in front of Xie Wenying, her hair, which had been neatly tied up, had already become messy.

Although it was the coldest time of the year, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Baoshan's forehead.

Seeing Xie Wenying within reach made Baoshan relax his brows and his steps became more anxious.

The bottom of the water dungeon was not flat, and the protruding small stones tripped Bao Shan. Her soft and slender body fell towards the empty pool of water.

Baoshan's face turned pale. Faced with such danger, he had no way to do anything. He could only close his eyelids and let himself fall into the pool.

There was a cool dampness beneath my body, but it was not quite the same as the icy coldness of the pond water.

Baoshan's crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, only to see strong and vigorous skin.

Baoshan raised his head and saw Xie Wenying's thin jaw. Only then did he realize that he had been caught by Xie Wenying and was saved from falling into the pool.

The cold water slid across every inch of Baoshan's skin, making her consciousness hazy and blurry. She wondered in her heart: Was Senior Brother Wenying imprisoned here just now? She couldn't remember...

The clothes were soaked by the pool water, and everything became hazy, like looking at flowers in the fog or the moon in the water.

Bao Shan wrapped her two white jade arms around Xie Wenying's neck and pressed her cheek against Xie Wenying's wet chest.

Although the water in the pond was cold, Baoshan felt at peace when he heard the steady and powerful heartbeat.

As soon as he saw Xie Wenying, Baoshan wanted to pour out all his grievances.

God knows how she's been trying so hard these days to avoid Bai Jiqing's prying eyes and those unspeakable thoughts. Bao Shan's voice was sobbing, and it was so soft that it was almost unrecognizable. "Senior Brother Wenying, I miss you so much. Why are you locked up here? Senior Brother Bai..."

Baoshan paused slightly, thinking of Xie Wenying's current situation, where he was already unable to take care of himself.

If he were to use Bai Jiqing's matter to disturb Xie Wenying's mood again, it would only make him more embarrassed.

So Baoshan didn't say anything else and nestled gently in Xie Wenying's arms.

Little did Xie Wenying know that Bao Shan's hesitation in speaking reminded him of the whispers of the two people above the water dungeon.

Qi and blood surged upward from his dantian, and the corners of Xie Wenying's eyes turned red, as if stained with cinnabar.

The precious fan nestled in his arms was still unconscious, and was speaking innocently about how to rescue him.

The treasure fan slipped out of Xie Wenying's arms, and he untied the fox fur coat on his body, wanting to put it on Xie Wenying to protect her from the cold. However, he found that the fox fur coat was already soaked with pond water, so how could it still keep her warm?

Baoshan frowned with a look of regret, as if blaming himself for not thinking of protecting the fox fur in advance, but instead letting it be contaminated by the pool water.

Xie Wenying said coldly, "Are you quite close to Bai Jiqing?"

Bao Shan frowned: "Yes, but——"

That was Bai Jiqing's wishful thinking. She didn't want to get close to him.

Before Baoshan could finish her words, Xie Wenying held her soft lips and kissed her all over like a violent storm.

Baoshan had never seen Xie Wenying like this before. It was as if she wanted to tear her bones apart and eat her up. She was plundering her wantonly, making it difficult for Baoshan to resist.

Her waist, as slender as a willow branch, was forced to be raised high to bear Xie Wenying's kiss, and her fragile figure was almost broken.

Xie Wenying's eyes were deep, with a hint of undercurrents rolling in them. He knew that Baoshan's body was weak.

But now I find that every part of her slender body is soft and every inch of her skin is delicate.

The tongue is small and tender, just like smooth tofu, making people love it and enjoy tasting it with relish.

The word "entanglement" is not only used between two people, but also applies to those who are dependent on each other.

Tofu is smooth and delicious, and there are many ways to enjoy it. Savor it, devour it, and take a nibble every now and then, just enjoying the closeness of savoring it.

A soft and delicate voice leaked out from between their intertwined lips and teeth: "Senior Brother Wenying..."

Xie Wenying did not slack off at all, and there was no sign of fatigue in his eyes. He slowed down his pace and slowly soothed Baoshan's emotions.

Baoshan's arms were placed on Xie Wenying's chest, and the corners of his eyes were wet because of the frequent kisses.

“No… No…”

Xie Wenying said coldly: "You hate me."

There was no fluctuation in his tone. In the freezing water of the pond, Xie Wenying's words seemed even colder to the bone.

Xie Wenying felt that something was wrong with him, as if there were two villains fighting in his heart, one of whom was his usual self.

Because of his reckless behavior and humiliation of Baoshan, who was powerless, he felt guilty and regretful.

The other one showed no remorse at all. He even felt his heart pounding as he saw the tears in Baoshan's eyes. This villain seemed to notice Xie Wenying's scrutiny and even raised his head slightly, saying provocatively, "Why are you acting like that? Was it someone else who was clinging to you just now?"

"Xie Wenying, this is your nature. Why bother struggling?"

Xie Wenying let go of the treasure fan. The ambiguous silver thread between the two of them, the soft lips bitten by the treasure fan, and the misty eyes covered by mist like gauze made Xie Wenying close her eyes tightly and dared not look again.

Bao Shan noticed Xie Wenying's abnormality, and as her thoughts turned, she realized that Xie Wenying was strange. Passionate, turbulent, predatory... These were not the actions of the usually cold-hearted Xie Wenying.

Bao Shan frowned and looked at the red corners of Xie Wenying's eyes, vaguely understanding something.

At this moment, Xie Wenying was certainly not as conscious as usual. Perhaps it was because of the current situation that made him emotionally unstable.

Baoshan lowered her eyelids slightly, and her black eyelashes trembled gently like a butterfly.

"How can I hate him? Senior Brother Wenying is so good to me, I like Senior Brother Wenying."

Xie Wenying suddenly opened her eyelids, looking at Baoshan's pure eyes and the messy red marks on her face—all because of him. Xie Wenying felt even more guilty: she was still a little girl, carefully raised by her parents, and she didn't understand human nature. The head and his wife had probably never taught her how to guard against men with bad intentions, which was why she had the opportunity to take advantage of Baoshan and even used her innocence to save face.

"Senior Brother Bai is a kind person and has been getting closer to me recently..."

If you want to provoke a man's anger, the easiest way is to deliberately get close to another man and use it as fuel to add fuel to the fire.

Xie Wenying's eyes were dark, and he no longer expressed regret or guilt. He proved with his own actions that Baoshan's joy was not comparable to what Xie Wenying thought was joy.

Clad only in a thin undergarment, Bao Shan shivered, subconsciously absorbing the warmth around her. Their skins touched, their bodies blending seamlessly. The clear waters of the pond rippled, sometimes small waves, sometimes raging, never calming down for a long time.

Bao Shan's cheeks flushed, whether from shyness or the warmth of the heat. A warm warmth flowed through her entire body. From her waist to her soft back, it spread everywhere, from the inside out...

The white legs, like tight vines, were wrapped around Xie Wenying's strong waist.

The extremely dazzling lotus root white color contrasts with Xie Wenying's wheat-colored skin, making people's hearts beat fast and unable to calm down for a long time.

Baoshan was weak and couldn't even control her two long, straight legs. In the end, she could only rely on Xie Wenying to lift her hips with her broad and powerful palms.

This action, which was like holding a child, made Baoshan even more shy. She wanted to bury herself in Xie Wenying's arms so that no one could see the shyness in her eyes and eyebrows.

But at this time, Xie Wenying became even more cold and unkind, and refused to let Baoshan lower his head.

He leaned over gently, and because of the height difference between him and Baoshan, Xie Wenying could only bend down and place cool kisses on every inch of Baoshan's skin, which was as white as frost and snow, without missing a single bit.

The cool lips gently touched the crescent-shaped eyebrows and the tip of the nose...

Xie Wenying carefully traced the shape of Baoshan's lips, which was more intimate than the surging one.

This kiss as soft as sugar made Bao Shan even more embarrassed and annoyed.

Especially since she did not have Xie Wenying's patience, and was distracted by the light peck. When she was confused and infatuated, Baoshan lightly opened her lips, which caused Xie Wenying to laugh softly.

The iron chain rattled, and the biting coldness of the black iron touched Baoshan's waist, making her cry out softly.

"It's so cold."

Xie Wenying's eyes were calm, but secretly there were waves rolling wildly, with no bottom in sight.

His voice was clear and handsome, with a hint of coldness.

"It won't be cold."

If you warm yourself, how can you feel cold?