Chapter 54 Chapter 54 "Being with another man behind my back..."
Chen Qian was stunned, his eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight.
"Aning..." His Adam's apple moved and his voice was low and light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the person in the dream.
The light was dim and ambiguous, and the veil rose and fell, revealing the figure of a woman in white.
She wears no makeup, no hairpins or jewelry, and is pure and beautiful, not of this mortal world.
Not long ago, Yao Ning's cheeks still had a bit of baby fat, and she liked red clothes and gold jewelry, dazzling and bright colors. In just a few months, she had acquired the charm of a mature woman, her outline became clear, her childishness faded, and her cold and ruthless appearance, every move of hers moved people's hearts.
His wife was only eighteen years old when she got married.
My wife is still young.
And he witnessed her transformation from youth to maturity.
This subtle change made Chen Qian's heart move suddenly, like disturbing a pool of spring water, and even breathing became a little hot.
Such a dazzling and stunning beauty is his.
She had already sworn to heaven and earth with him, even though they had never been husband and wife, even though she had been dull and cold, and was now indifferent and distant, it could not change the fact that Yao Ning was his wife.
The person you love has already been your wife.
This realization made Chen Qian's heart burn.
He was so oblivious to Yao Ning's anger that he just stared at her approaching figure in fascination.
Yao Ning met the infatuated look in his eyes, and the accumulated anger stagnated. He looked at him coldly: "Why don't you come to me?"
It took Shen Qian a while to come back to his senses, he sat up and said blankly: "W-what?"
Seeing him like this, Yao Ning's anger surged. He tried to calm his breathing, but he didn't know whether to hate him or himself. His words were unconsciously tinged with sarcasm: "In the dense forests of the Demon Realm, my senior brother's sweet words were still ringing in my ears. How come you've become so tight-lipped now that you've returned to Xuanqing Sect?"
Chen Qian opened his eyes wide: "I thought you didn't like it. On the immortal boat, you said..."
"Just because I told you to, you won't do it?" Yao Ning's eyes were red with anger. "Just because I said we're done, you're going to ignore me for the rest of your life?"
Chen Qian was stunned, and then he seemed to understand something.
As Yao Ning spoke, she couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. The accumulated anger and dissatisfaction poured out. She yelled at him: "I hate you, I hate you so much! You don't understand anything. You are just a cold and boring piece of wood. I must be blind to like you!"
She thought about her own struggles. She knew that all those loves, hates, angers and infatuations were beyond her ability to break free from. She was arrogant and humble, awkward and greedy.
But watching Chen Qian seem to move forward again and again, he would take a step back at the critical moment.
All the grievances came out and poured out on him.
"You are not sincere at all. You are not sincere at all." Yao Ning choked up, as if the angry words she blurted out had become a reality. Chen Qian was indeed not sincere. If she was sincere, why was she the only one struggling in pain? "You are not as moved by me as you say. I hate you. I will never talk to you again! I hate you-"
Tears welled up in my eyes and my vision became blurry.
Yao Ning felt sad.
Why did he lose his composure like this again? Why is he acting so unreasonable?
Why make the already fragile glimmer of hope even worse?
She felt desolate in her heart, and felt like an inexplicable shrew. Chen Qian didn't like her much in the first place, and now in his eyes, she was probably even uglier.
She turned and left, not wanting to look at that innocent yet hateful face again.
Her arm felt heavy, the scenery in front of her eyes spun, and she crashed into a hot chest.
Chen Qian held her waist tightly with one hand, supported the back of her head with the other, and then leaned in to kiss her.
Yao Ning was stunned for a moment and wanted to struggle.
But she was suddenly tightened by a merciless force. The force was domineering and brutal, without any gentleness or mercy. It made Yao Ning's bones creak, but it also calmed the hidden uneasiness in her heart.
It was a long kiss.
Their breaths intertwined and their lips and tongues intertwined.
The broad palm pressed down on the back of her head, leaving her with nowhere to escape. She could only endure the man's fierce kiss like a storm.
When the storm gradually subsided, her legs became weak, her face was flushed, and her eyes were a little unfocused.
Chen Qian slightly distanced himself from her, their noses touching. They were so close that he could see the tears in her eyes and the undisguised desire in his eyes.
Yao Ning slowly turned around and realized that his face was covered with snot and tears, and this man could actually kiss him.
She turned her head away embarrassedly.
Chen Qian pinched her chin and turned her around. Seeing her eyes wandering and her face flushed, but still stubborn and angry, he felt infinite tenderness in his heart.
He couldn't help but kiss her swollen lips, and rubbed them for a while with infinite greed. Then he panted slightly and wiped her face bit by bit with his sleeve.
"Aning." He called her, smiled, and said, "Baby."
The two words were low and magnetic, with a moist and sticky tail tone, revealing infinite cherishment.
Yao Ning trembled and subconsciously wanted to step back, but Chen Qian put his hand on her waist and pulled her into his arms without giving her any room to refuse.
"Don't move."
His voice became clearer, and he seemed to have regained his former condescending attitude, giving orders calmly and confidently.
Yao Ning lowered his head and really didn't move.
Chen Qian's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to touch her hot face, forcing her to look at him.
His eyes were clear, with a heavy heat in them. He stroked her face back and forth, as if he couldn't let go and couldn't touch her enough.
Facing her distinct black and white eyes, he spoke each word carefully and solemnly, "I am attracted to you, it's true."
He placed a kiss on her eyelids: "Sweet words, they are true."
He took her hand and touched his chest: "This heart and this intention are witnessed by the sun and the moon."
Looking at her eyes that were as frightened and disbelieving as a young animal, the gloom in Chen Qian's eyes grew darker, and he lowered his head again.
I don’t know how long they kissed, but Yao Ning became weaker and weaker due to suffocation, and she had to rely on Chen Qian to support her weight.
His big hands wandered over her back, causing her to tremble. Then he stroked her shoulder blades and paused.
He distanced himself.
Yao Ning's lips were wet and red, and the corners of her eyes were bright. She moved forward to follow his lips that had moved away. After a while, she raised her eyes in confusion, her breathing anxious and panicked.
Chen Qian took two steps back.
The heat from his body suddenly disappeared, Yao Ning shivered with cold, and his heart sank.
Fear suddenly gripped her soul, and she stood there in a daze, her lips moving but no sound came out.
Her body felt lighter, the room shook, and she was back to that hot spot.
Chen Qian hugged her, lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, and said in a deep voice in her ear: "You are cold, go to bed."
Chen Qian carried her to the bed, still holding her horizontally in his arms, and then pulled the quilt over her.
"Are you still cold?" He stroked her back, which had just been cold. "If you are cold, can you hold me tighter?"
Yao Ning still seemed to be in a dream and could not grasp the meaning of his words in time. By the time he understood, he had been silent for a long time.
She was anxious, but also shocked by Chen Qian's sudden change, and didn't know how to start.
When Chen Qian didn't get an answer, he hugged her tighter without authorization.
Such a domineering and high-ranking attitude made Yao Ning feel even more soft-hearted.
After the accident, she decided to divorce Shen Qian.
At that time, Chen Qian changed his previous arrogance, and became obedient in everything, knowing when to advance and retreat. He seemed affectionate but also restrained. Yao Ning watched coldly from the sidelines and felt that it was unreal.
She couldn't believe that the moon in the sky that she had looked up to for so many years could be held in the palm of her hand overnight.
His gentleness made her retreat.
His attachment made her suspicious.
But tonight, Chen Qian seemed to have been released from some kind of seal. He no longer looked back and forth, and no longer followed her every word and action as an imperial decree.
He was so domineering and brutal, so fearless, so arrogant and proud, as if he was sure that Yao Ning would not reject him and would obey him.
Yao Ning should have felt embarrassed and humiliated, but she actually felt at ease, as if she had touched his true heart through the thick fog.
During those years of silent admiration, the lonely person never dared to imagine that one day he would be held in his arms with cherishment.
As if she was his rare treasure.
Yao Ning leaned on Chen Qian's shoulder, lowered his eyelashes, and tried to hide the unreality in his eyes.
Chen Qian seemed to see through her thoughts and lifted her head up, asking her to look at him.
Yao Ning's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were moist, but he pretended to be expressionless and turned his face away.
Chen Qian rubbed her hot cheeks and rubbed her tall nose bridge again and again.
There were no unnecessary movements, nor did he forcefully kiss her anymore. He seemed to be restrained and polite, but only Yao Ning, sitting on him, knew that Chen Qian was not as innocent as he seemed.
Yao Ning couldn't stand it any longer, even Yubai's neck turned red. "Let me go, I want to go back."
As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my voice was extremely hoarse.
Chen Qian chuckled softly, slightly opened the gap, and said word by word: "Don't let go."
Yao Ning glanced at him sideways, and just as he turned away, Chen Qian couldn't wait to kiss him.
In the intervals between the wet kisses, his calm voice fell on her ears like thunder: "Xizhou Pavilion, Du Wuzhu, has not yet come to settle accounts with you."
Yao Ning's heart tightened and he looked into his eyes.
There was a hint of gloom in Chen Qian's eyes. He lifted a strand of her long hair and stroked it gently. His voice was clear and slightly hoarse, and it was melodious, like the sound of jade colliding. However, the look he gave her was dangerous and fierce.
"You're with another man behind my back." Her fingertips were entangled with hair, making her skin look white and clear.
Yao Ning pursed his lips and retorted: "We are not together."
"Oh?" Chen Qian released his fingertips that were tangled and bleeding white, and moved to the side of her neck, almost kissing her, "I saw him hugging you."
The question that Zhong Ze had been unable to utter was now thrown out without mercy.
He lowered his eyelids to hide the more violent hatred in his eyes, afraid of scaring the person in his arms.
Without waiting for Yao Ning to answer, he continued to ask: "Where did he touch you?"
Yao Ning didn't want to talk about irrelevant people, but she sat in his arms and saw him forcing her to raise her head as if to punish her, but he refused to let go of the kiss.
Frightened by his sudden gloominess, Yao Ning belatedly understood something.
Shen Qian seemed jealous.
This realization made her heart tremble, and after a moment she tentatively reached out her hand and placed it on her shoulder.
Silently answering his previous question: Du Wuzhu touched my shoulder.
Her eyes wavered, and she faced the hostility in the man's eyes and said softly, "Here."
The scorching kiss fell on her shoulder through her nightgown. After a while, the nightgown slipped off, revealing a piece of jade-white skin. Chen Qian raised his eyes and looked at her steadily, as if threatening or warning, and as if declaring his sovereignty, and slowly kissed her.
"Where else?"
Yao Ning wanted to say, no more.
However, staring at the handsome and profound face in front of her, she said inexplicably: "Hand."
The fingertips were kissed.
"besides?"
Yao Ning seemed like an addicted gambler and drunkard who had gone astray. His eyes were shaky, and the last trace of clarity was melted by the expectations that rushed to his head.
Her slender five fingers fell on her collarbone, the color was the same as scallion white, and the joints were translucent pink.
Lust spread in Chen Qian's eyes.
Her fingers slid down, trembling, and landed on her chest through the scattered clothes.
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