Chapter 18 Chapter 18 encountered.
The air was filled with the sweet aroma of fermentation, mixed with the fresh fishy smell of the forest after the rain. The smell did not seem strong, but was extremely tempting.
Su Cheng took a breath and felt dizzy. He almost passed out on the spot.
She forced herself to cheer up and thought about all the sad and happy things.
Then he managed to find his voice again, "Your Highness—"
The man had approached.
His warm fingers touched her lips, stopping her from saying anything else.
His skin was so hot it nearly burned away her sanity.
The touch of your fingertips has a sweet taste, like candy placed on your lips, making you want to lick it.
"Do you want to become my beloved?" the man whispered softly, "From now on, no one can refuse you—"
Su Cheng froze.
The force with which he stroked his lower lip with his index finger was also very light, as if a musician was gently plucking the strings of a guitar.
The skin on the fingertips was delicate and smooth, and there was no trace of the warrior in the past.
Su Cheng could even distinguish the lines on the other person's fingertips through touch.
"Um……"
His burning fingers held her jaw, his rounded nails digging into the soft flesh behind her ear.
"You know who I am, right?"
The man's palm rested on the vein on the side of her neck, and his little finger seemed to unintentionally hook the girl's scattered hair.
"Well," Su Cheng also said softly, "Now you are the God of Lust, one of the Dark God's lackeys. Once you were the Grand Chanter of the Eternal Night Cult, responsible for presiding over the sacred chanting ceremony. Before that, you were a musician in a guild hall, proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, singing and dancing, and capable of all kinds of acrobatics."
man:"……"
He was silent for two seconds, then said quietly, "I don't know how to do acrobatics."
Su Cheng: "I know, I just did it to rhyme."
"Oh," he looked at her amusedly, "Okay, is that it?"
Su Qing cleared his throat and said, "Well, then you killed a noble and became a wanted criminal. Then you went to the Dark God's territory to play the piano."
She thought for a moment. "Oh, then, during the great encirclement and suppression, you were captured by the Vatican. They sealed your fighting spirit, tortured you, gouged out your vocal cords, cut out your tongue, chopped off your fingers, and then crucified you. You were tied to a stage, and four flying dragons pulled at your chains, but they couldn't rip your limbs apart. Later, a giant dragon was used to destroy your body. You never begged for mercy until your death."
The god looked at her thoughtfully.
A strange emotion welled up in those eyes, as hot as tempered black stone, but it disappeared in an instant.
"Ah," he laughed again, his tone becoming unrestrained and uninhibited, "You like me very much, right? Can you tell stories about other people like this again?"
Su Cheng: “?”
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And that plot did leave a deep impression on her.
She originally thought that this guy was the kind of person who could adapt to the situation and was very aware of the times, but she didn't expect that "she" also had this side.
But at least for now, it seems that the past experiences of the God of Lust have not changed because of his gender change.
Of course—
The God of Lust in the original novel always appears as a female in front of Lin Yun. If we follow the setting, she must have turned into a man in front of others.
It is true that these gods were once human beings, but after becoming gods, they have broken away from the concept of humans in the biological scope.
So strictly speaking there is no gender distinction.
Except for gods like the God of Lust who play with the desires of others, other gods do not need to change frequently, so many of them are just used to maintaining the image they had in their lifetime.
But some people have completely abandoned that image.
For example, in the original novel, there is a guy who "had a relationship with the male protagonist in the form of a woman, but was suspected to be a man before becoming a god."
Su Cheng: “…”
Having said that, speaking objectively, she felt that those who would rather die than surrender were quite remarkable.
But she also didn't want to pay homage to the God of Lust here.
After all, this is still the territory of the Holy See.
Besides, if I reveal this intention, the other party will definitely be proud again.
That won't work.
Su Cheng: "I also know that among the seven of you, you are the weakest. Your six colleagues are better fighters than you, but they haven't been caught yet!"
"Hahahahahahaha," he was not angry at all, but laughed happily, "At least I can play some musical instruments and sing, but they can't."
Su Cheng looked at him speechlessly.
"Besides, they weren't caught because they died on the battlefield—"
The god snorted softly, "You said it yourself, those people couldn't do anything to me. They couldn't kill me at the time, so they could only capture me."
"That feels completely specious. Everyone knows that for a capable target, capturing them alive is harder than killing them!"
Su Cheng couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. "Then why don't you tell me, in terms of pure fighting ability, which of your colleagues do you think is worse than you?"
He choked.
Su Cheng raised his chin slightly, "Look!"
"Okay," the man slowly rubbed her hot earlobe with the back of his hand, "I accept it. Do you have any other questions, dear?"
His fingertips scraped across the raised veins beneath the thin skin. "Or a way to buy time."
Su Cheng was about to speak.
The god's thumb suddenly reached between her lips, and his fingertips pushed open her teeth, pressing down on her tongue that was trying to hide.
His fingers were hot and soft, and had an intoxicating sweetness, like melted honey or sugar-coated almonds.
...so sweet.
She felt dizzy.
At some point, my teeth sank into the warm flesh.
She subconsciously wanted to nibble on it, as if a bite would taste the veins flowing with syrup.
The throat was swallowing uncontrollably, and the taste was rolling between the lips, teeth and gums, constantly stimulating the taste buds on the tongue.
The canines wanted to bite, the molars were eager to move, the jaw muscles were twitching, and the empty stomach slowly tightened.
Every cell in my body seemed to be clamoring to taste the divine.
Muscles, bones, flesh, blood, breath, everything that comes from him.
She wanted them all, wanted to lick them, wanted to touch them, wanted to hold them tightly, wanted to integrate them into her bones and blood, and become completely one.
——The desire to survive that was once aroused made her kill for the first time. It was the strongest desire, but it had not yet destroyed her reason.
After all, she still had to think about how to get away with it afterwards, and it wasn't over after the killing.
At this moment, Su Cheng felt dizzy, his ability to think seemed to be drained away, and his entire consciousness seemed to be shattered.
Only one thing is crystal clear.
She held the palm of the god and bit it hard, and sure enough, she tasted the sweet taste of the god's blood.
It's like the frosting on a donut, exuding a pure sweetness, or like concentrated fruit honeydew, exuding a mellow aroma.
Su Cheng had no time to think about why he could bite through the skin of the god.
She tore open the drooping crimson robe, and the half of the material hanging on her shoulder slipped off, and then she pushed him down with force.
The black-haired man smiled and leaned back, not resisting at all, and sat down in front of the steps.
The faint red light in the hall flowed down and gathered into a pool of blood between the sunken collarbones.
The silky, shiny curly hair fell like a waterfall, spreading on the jade steps. A few strands of hair curled up and fell on the chest, making the skin look even whiter.
His well-defined chest was completely exposed, and every inch of his skin glowed with a seductive soft light.
Those angular muscles are like marble carved by moonlight, with precise and graceful lines.
The deity maintained a reclining posture, with its slender arms spread out to the sides, looking weak and vulnerable, yet its body was full of strength.
It was like some kind of wild beast ready to attack and devour anyone at any time, but it appeared harmless.
Su Cheng rushed over.
She sat on the man's waist, put her hands on his chest, and looked down at his eyes that were like quenched black jade.
The long eyelashes were like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, long and dense, trembling, and the shadows they cast passed across the eyes.
She couldn't help but move closer.
Touching his beautiful cheekbones, prominent brows, and deep eye sockets——
Su Cheng thought of many things at inappropriate times, such as the love affairs he had before traveling through time, some intense, some gentle, some short-lived, and some relatively long-lasting.
No matter which one, there is no experience like this one.
She had never wanted to touch someone so much.
Even the momentary return of her rationality made her realize that this was not a natural choice based on emotion, but the result of being influenced by the power of the gods.
She still enjoyed it very much.
...because I encountered it.
That intense, indescribable hunger—
At the moment she lay on his chest, she was completely satisfied.
The form of the gods is not the size of an ordinary human body. Their height difference is too great, so all you can see is their snow-white and smooth flesh and bones.
Her fingertips brushed across the lean chest, touched the soft, silky black hair, and then touched the tough, tight waist and abdomen, feeling the muscles gradually tighten.
The god looked at her quietly, with that mask-like smile on his face.
She leaned over and kissed his chin, tracing the sharp lines of his jaw and the slender neck exposed by his tilted head, and bit his protruding Adam's apple.
The god's body trembled slightly, and then he raised his hand and grasped the back of her neck, as if giving some kind of permission.
But she no longer cared about that.
She thought of the rose buds swaying in the morning mist, the soft and warm petals brushing against her cheeks, and the stamens standing in the wind, as red as drops of blood.
Su Cheng also seemed to taste the sweetness of the flower juice.
It's like honey blooming on the tip of your tongue, or like the aftertaste of fruit wine exploding.
When she raised her head, a line of water appeared between her lips, and the other side was connected to the bright red rose, and then covered by scattered black hair.
The god sighed slightly, a satisfied sound escaping from his throat. He reached out and hooked his hands into the girl's hanging curls, and with his other hand he pulled open her rings.
And she could already make out the shape of his hip, pressing against his knee through the thin fabric, the aggressive heat there was both dangerous and alluring.
"so--"
He stared at her with those beautiful eyes that seemed to be constantly burning with lust, and the golden threads in his irises were like decoy stars flickering in the abyss.
"Are you happy?"
Su Cheng looked at him in confusion, and instinctively grabbed his arm, propped himself up, and then fell back down.
Then she remembered the winemaking process, when the rollers rolled over the grapes, and the deep purple liquid flowed along the grain into the oak barrels.
And they seem to be measuring size and direction in another way.
She thought it would be difficult, even painful.
But in fact she felt extremely happy.
It’s like sinking into a warm hot spring, every pore is filled and the whole body is filled with warmth.
She gasped and looked up, seeing the Pegasus statue high up.
It silently looked down at everything below, its gemstone eyes seeming to burn with fire of anger.
A soft laugh rang in my ears.
"and--"
The god didn't wait for her answer, but didn't seem to care. He just reached out and played with the hair on the side of her face, and his fingertips touched her cervical vertebrae.
Then he stroked the spine.
"You seem to have something interesting on you—"
Su Cheng suddenly woke up.
The place he touched was exactly where the curse mark was.
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