Chapter 67 Chapter 67: Comforting White jade is only jade if it has flaws. ...
“…There’s nothing much to say.”
Amiya lowered her head, her long eyelashes hiding the complex look in her eyes.
His past is like a scar that will never heal. Whenever it is touched or uncovered, it is like torture.
He didn't want Jin Er to know.
Jin Er was not surprised by Amiya's escape. He reached out and pinched the back of Amiya's neck, like grabbing a cat's neck, and pinched it twice, neither too hard nor too light, as if to comfort her.
"Since you don't want to say it, let me ask you another question. Did you imprison me here because you're sad?"
It is undeniable that Jin Er is a natural negotiator.
He always knows how to seize opportunities, is good at getting to the point, can quickly find the core of the problem, and present it in a calm and mature manner, unraveling the problem and finding the solution that is most beneficial to him.
Unlike Amiya who tried to cover up the truth, Jin'er would not avoid the issue of imprisonment itself.
Apparent peace is not peace at all.
As soon as the words fell.
A rare look of astonishment appeared on Amiya's beautiful and delicate face at this moment.
The peach blossom eyes are slightly widened, adding a bit of liveliness and reality.
The word "sad" has a very soft connotation and only appears in characters that are suitable to be comforted, coaxed, and sympathized with.
Amiya really didn't expect that one day this word would be used to describe herself.
That's right,
It’s not right, and it’s not correct.
All in all, it is really incredible to analyze the sadness of a madman.
But since Jin Er was the one doing this, it didn't seem so difficult to understand.
"…How could I be sad? How could the Lord think I was sad?"
Amiya looked at the male insect and looked into his emerald eyes.
Jin Er's emotions have always been calm, and at this moment, there is no strong emotion in those emerald eyes.
calm.
Only peace.
Like calm water waves.
He can always effectively calm Amiya's emotions and restless madness.
Jin Er said, "Because you made that expression."
The male insect's fingers gently brushed over Amiya's long eyelashes, which were as light as butterfly wings, and gently touched Amiya's cheek.
Amiya opened her mouth, but her sharp-tongued mouth finally felt speechless.
"If that's what the Lord thinks, then why would you do something that would make me sad?"
It was clearly he who imprisoned Jin Er, but Amiya's tone at this moment actually sounded a little aggrieved.
Jin Er frowned slightly. Even though he was keenly aware of the result, he was still confused about the reason.
"So you are indeed sad, right?"
This sounds like a question, but it is actually an affirmation.
Amiya simply reached out and wrapped her arm around the male insect's neck as softly as if it were boneless, bringing the distance between them closer.
He pursed his lips, avoided looking at her, and habitually asked for comfort in his words:
"Then Lord, can you comfort me? Hold me like we did the first time, kiss me, hold me and do it, and then we can go take a bath in the bathtub."
Amiya really enjoyed their first time.
It was their wedding night, their wedding night.
The male insect is very strong, handsome, and has plenty of capital. When he is in high spirits, his eyes show strong aggression and he almost wants to break Amiya to pieces.
It hurts, but I love it.
Amiya just likes pain and roughness.
Of course, to him, sex is as important as love and pain.
After saying this, the male insect in front of him smiled, and Jin Er chose to comfort his partner.
He said, "Yes."
So, Amiya raised her hand, touched the collar of her clothes with her fingertips, and unbuttoned her clothes herself.
His blood-red eyes drooped slightly.
His long black hair, long and straight, like the darkest satin in the night, fell smoothly on his chest and back.
The subtle luster between the hair makes it even more charming in the dim light.
The black home clothes slipped off easily.
Revealing the pure color of Amiya's skin, cold and white as snow.
However, on this skin as smooth as flawless white jade, a shocking scar suddenly appeared on the left chest.
It was a bullet scar. The scar looked particularly hideous due to its growth, and the twisted texture seemed like the whisper of a devil.
"how come?"
Jin'er pressed his fingertips against the bullet scar on Amiya's left chest.
Hearing this, Amiya chuckled nonchalantly:
"My Lord, you never cared about it before."
"I know it's ugly, but if you don't like it, I can cover it up."
In fact, this is not the first time Jin Er has asked about this scar.
The first time he asked was on their wedding night - but by then, Amiya had already been rendered unconscious and dazed by the male insect's pheromones.
I have no judgement left and no energy to answer.
Perhaps he thought of something, the emerald green in Jin'er's eyes became more intense, and his gaze became deep and distant.
Amiya's appearance at that time was truly pitiful, not a bit like the little devil she usually was.
His face was covered with traces of sweat and tears, crystal liquid slowly slid down his cheeks, and his whole body was soft.
——Like a pool of warm water about to melt, it leans weakly on any support within reach.
Her eyes were slightly red, and her ruby-like pupils revealed a kind of helplessness caused by sweating profusely. Her long hair was disheveled, and the slightly wet hair stuck to Amaya's rosy cheeks.
Beautiful, very beautiful, like a dusty ruby whose veil is finally unveiled.
It was also that night that Jin'er experienced how good Amiya's teeth were. His shoulder was bitten and gnawed by Amiya who was crying loudly. Amiya's eyes were swollen from crying, and the area on Jin'er's shoulder was completely unbearable to look at.
It was also the first time that Jin Er knew that Amiya liked to pierce holes and nails on her body. He would not pierce places that would be exposed when she wore clothes. All the nails and sometimes rings on Amiya's body were hidden under her clothes.
Two dots of metallic silver on a bright red, and looking down there's a navel piercing...
It did surprise Jin'er, but he had to admit that it was very suitable for Amiya.
It's really beautiful.
Even with that scar on my body.
It's just a scar, but it's more than just a scar.
"Not ugly, but beautiful. White jade is only jade if it has flaws."
Jin Er whispered, and gently touched the scar with his fingertips again.
"That metaphor doesn't suit me."
Amiya tilted her head and thought about it, then laughed playfully.
Realizing that Amiya was changing the subject, Jin'er's eyes darkened slightly. He just sighed and lowered his head to kiss the scar.
With a hint of indulgence.
Only the little devil can receive Jin'er's extremely rare indulgence and favor.
And now, the little devil's eyes were as charming as silk, with a bewitching light flowing through them, as if she could see through the deepest desires in people's hearts.
His black hair was as black as ink, thick and shiny, scattered casually on his shoulders. A few strands of hair gently brushed Jin'er's cheek, bringing a hint of imperceptible coolness.
Amiya sat on Jin'er's lap in an extremely natural posture, her body was light and her breath was as fragrant as orchid, gently brushing across Jin'er's face.
"My Lord, I miss you so much. My body misses you every moment..."
A blatant seduction,
No pretense of temptation.
It's like an invisible net woven by a little devil, tightly wrapping his prey in it, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
It was like a voluptuous ghost slowly crawling out from the dark bed, emerging from some unknown abyss, carrying wet temptation and danger.
With the fragrance of midnight flowers, mixed with the coldness of the abyss, it has enough capital to make people hesitate and struggle between reason and lust.
"Um."
Jin Er responded in a low voice, holding the back of Amiya's head and letting the smooth black hair flow through his fingertips like water.
The male insect kissed his mate.
Amiya smiled, and her soft red lips slightly opened, revealing an exquisite silver tongue stud sparkling on the tip of her tongue.
The tongue stud reflected a cold light in the light, but was hidden in their deep kiss.
At this moment, a cool and delicate cedar scent pheromone intertwined with a gentle atmosphere quietly spread in the air, slowly seeping into every inch of space around Amiya.
Amiya trembled slightly, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and she was enveloped by this extremely aggressive breath.
His hair, skin, and even every subtle breath seemed to be entangled in the cold cedar scent.
But for Jin Er, the kiss tasted like roses.
Because Amiya's pheromones smell like roses, a dangerous red rose blooming in the dark, with thorns and fresh and tender petals.
In Jin'er's arms, holding Amiya's slender waist, the Second Prince has a beautiful waist-to-hip ratio, with smooth and elegant lines. Today he is wearing very loose home clothes, and he can touch his way in smoothly from the hem of his black home clothes top.
“Hmm…”
Amiya snorted lightly, pushed Jin'er away with a smile, and pressed her palm on Jin'er's chest with a reluctant but welcoming gesture.
Apply a little force.
Jin Er cooperated well and was pushed down.
Amiya was laughing wantonly and viciously, and he glanced at the male insect meaningfully.
"My Lord, let me help you relieve your heat."
So another ridiculous half day passed.
They stayed on the sofa for a while, making the whole sofa dirty and dripping with water. Then they rolled onto the blanket on the floor. Amiya cried so hard that her waist and legs became weak. She had no strength left in her body and could not even stand. She could only beg for mercy.
It was clearly Amiya who started the fire herself, and when she needed him to put it out, she kept complaining, crying, biting and scratching - Jin Er had reason to suspect that he did it on purpose.
Like a kitten leaving bite marks and claw marks on a toy that belongs to him.
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