Chapter 63 Numb.63 (included)

At 9:30, the light drizzle gradually intensified, and the sound of it hitting the windowpane was like blood gushing out after a blood vessel burst, sticky and reluctant to flow.

The bedroom was dark, and the lighting was poor. Only a few dim lights from outside managed to keep the eye on the bed. The shadow of the bed was stretched out so long that it almost completely enveloped Xu Wu, swallowing up even her shadow.

She stood straight, able to clearly sense the approaching figure behind her, her body hair standing on end, and her muscles tense.

The other person walked very quietly. Xu Wu kept her head down and stared intently as the huge black shadow slowly spread from her calves to her neck, and then extended into most of the room, shrouding it in darkness. It was as if countless invisible and intangible hands were struggling to break out of the shadow and strangle her.

Xu Wu's hands, which were hanging by her sides, suddenly tightened, and three or four stems bulged out from under her fair skin.

"You..." It took her a long time to speak slowly, her voice hoarse and strained. Xu Wu turned slightly to the side, before she could finish speaking.

"Click—"

Lock it.

Before she could finish speaking, she swallowed her words. The moment she raised her eyes slightly, her shoulder was pushed, and her lower back was also supported. Without a word, she fell onto the soft bed.

Her body was pinned down by the newcomer, unable to move. The scent of sea salt permeated every pore, and even the slight dampness from the rain on his clothes instantly invaded Xu Wu's respiratory tract. His hot breath sprayed onto her slightly cool skin at her collarbone the moment he leaned closer, quickly causing a shiver to run through her.

Xu Wu took a heavy breath, her hands instinctively gripping and crumpling the bed sheet, then quietly letting go.

The slender fingers were half-bent, the pale red at the joints as if rubbed against the bone beneath the skin, and the fingertips, which were tinged with coldness, now spread a lot of ambiguous warmth.

Xu Wu didn't speak, but felt that every breath she exhaled was greedily swallowed by Jie Ying. She squinted at him.

In the dim light, she couldn't see his facial expression at all. Only when a ray of light occasionally shone in from the window did she catch a glimpse of his lips, which were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. When he lowered his head, his bangs grew longer, covering the upper half of his face, making him look like a ghost hiding in the shadows.

For a few seconds, Xu Wu vaguely felt that the breath he murmured between his lips could almost turn into water droplets and drip down.

Whether it was the excessively cold temperature inside the room or the chill emanating from Jieying, Xu Wu had the illusion of being entangled by the bamboo vipers that lurked in the cellar.

This cold, sticky sensation begins at the ankle, as the tongue cautiously licks the protruding bone, then ventures further upwards.

"Jieying." She wrapped her arms around Jieying's neck, using the leverage to pull him down, her nose touching his, and her lips lightly brushing against his as she spoke.

A ticklish sensation quickly crept up Xu Wu's body. Unconsciously, she licked her lips, her soft tongue flicking out slightly between her thin lips before retracting. Her legs involuntarily twitched.

Jie Ying tilted his head and kissed her while she was in that position, nibbling on her lips and giving a muffled "hmm".

His lowered eyes could no longer conceal the madness; the desires and yearnings for ravaging that he had suppressed since his youth poured out at this moment.

Xu Wu felt as if she had seen a hungry wolf with gleaming eyes that had been lying in wait for a long time. She had no doubt that Jie Ying's aggressive eyes, which seemed to be like those of someone who had spotted prey, would bite her neck the next second and render her unable to move instantly.

His arched back was no different from that of a predatory carnivore, exuding a vigorous sense of power, and the continuous heat gripped Xu Wu tightly.

"Ugh..." Xu Wu frowned, groaned a few times in discomfort, and her lips were a little sore from being bitten haphazardly.

"It hurts, don't bite anymore." She reached out and pushed the person on top of her away, creating a small gap between them. As she caught her breath, she glared at him with a slightly displeased look, but it wasn't particularly hurtful.

"Let me check if the skin is broken."

He pinched her chin and lifted it slightly, his slightly hoarse voice lingering on her, teasing her and making Xu Wu's ears burn.

His warm thumb brushed against her lower lip, especially pressing on the slightly swollen area.

Xu Wu's breath hitched, and she parted her lips slightly, biting his mischievous thumb with her pearly teeth.

Feeling the slight nibbling sensation on his fingers, Jie Ying's eyes darkened, filled with an indescribable emotion, as black as a silent, deep pool.

He didn't let Xu Wu loosen his grip; instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a strange, gloomy look appeared on his face.

Jie Ying stared intently at the thin flesh of the finger being bitten by teeth. With a little force, he squeezed it down and left some teeth marks. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes were filled with excitement that he could no longer suppress.

Bite harder, even harder, so that the tooth mark can remain forever and never disappear.

The skin will never heal.

Jie Ying's eyes, hidden behind her bangs, were filled with infatuation, as she tried to coax Xu Wu to bite harder.

But no, he bit his tongue in his mouth. The stinging pain cleared his confused mind a little. If he did that, Xu Wu would definitely call him disgusting again.

The force he used was tinged with personal resentment, and it was indeed a bit heavier than he had wished.

Jie Ying let out a muffled groan.

Xu Wu paused, her teeth loosening slightly, and glanced at his bright red ear tips out of the corner of her eye.

"Does it hurt a lot?" she asked in a low voice, her ears turning red.

“No,” Jie Ying chuckled softly, her voice hoarse, “take it in.”

"......"

Xu Wu stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Before he could utter a few words, his tongue was gently pressed down by Jie Ying's thumb.

"Ugh." Her features scrunched up, the repulsive feeling from the foreign object squeezing and stirring made her abdomen tighten, and she couldn't suppress the urge to vomit, her eyes welling up with tears.

Xu Wu never thought that Jie Ying would have lock-picking skills. When she handed him the key, his movements were a little clumsy, but fortunately, he learned quickly and gradually got the hang of it.

The key was inserted into the lock and turned several times in an attempt to find the lock cylinder, but it was unclear which way to look, so it had to be pulled out and searched again, which was repeated several times.

The rain outside the window continued to fall, growing heavier, while the indoor temperature continued to rise.

A few beads of sweat clung to her arm, dripping onto Xu Wu's eyelids with the force of turning the key, causing her eyelashes to flutter.

Jieying asked her if the key was the wrong size.

Xu Wu remained silent.

Through her hazy vision, she could only see her ups and downs reflected in Jieying's beautiful eyes.

Then, she was suddenly hugged tightly.

Author's note: Stir-fry!

If I stabilize the update schedule, I can basically guarantee five updates a week, though it might not be consecutive. [pity]