Chapter 206 The Secret Fruit (Revised) "I'm just...too satisfied."...
This was the first time Lin Feiran had taken the initiative.
Ru Xian was initially surprised, but only for a moment. Then, a subtle joy welled up inside him. He moved his teeth slightly, wanting to reward her initiative with a familiar sweetness, but before he could bite into blood, Lin Feiran stopped him.
She still held his hand over her eyes, seemingly embarrassed to look him in the eye, but a ticklish sensation came from her palm, the feeling of her eyelashes brushing against her skin.
Her eyes were clearly open.
His hands weren't completely closed, so she could occasionally see the outside world through the gaps, while he could only see her covered eyes.
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Feiran began to showcase the results of her post-mortem analysis.
Ru Xian was proud and aloof, yet he had a pair of captivating eyes and lips that were not of the ordinary shape. The corners of his lips were slightly upturned, which at first glance looked like he was smiling. However, there was often no smile in his eyes, so he couldn't help but have a somewhat ambiguous smile.
The first place she kissed was his lips, which were upturned and rarely moved, always together, melting away with a slight purse. This rarely touched spot was also more sensitive than other places.
Sure enough, his breath became even hotter.
Then came his full lips, the color of which was always like a pomegranate that was not quite ripe, moist red inside and light pink at the edges, slightly parted, exhaling hot breath.
Although Ru Xian doesn't usually show it, he is a spearman by training, emphasizing large, sweeping movements. Therefore, his breathing and rhythm are quite different from her swordsmanship, just like their last kiss, they were not in sync.
Fortunately, she had practiced with a long staff for a while before, and since spears and staffs are similar, she was able to figure it out.
Their breaths originate from their waist and abdomen, filling their chests with a long, rhythmic flow. This is to send the breath to their limbs, thus supporting such a horizontal movement. Therefore, their breathing is four to five breaths slower than that of a swordsman.
Lin Feiran deliberately slowed her breathing to match the rhythm, and you could almost hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears, much slower than usual.
Kissing is all about give and take, and Lin Feiran had no idea how astonished Ru Xian was by her reasoned and methodical actions.
The second time he kissed someone, he felt an almost unreal sensation of merging with her.
In their synchronized breathing, he was almost immersed in it, and some hot, soft panting came from his throat. His hand, which had been on the back of her neck, moved to the side and pressed on her shoulder. It wasn't a push, but rather as if he was pressing her towards him.
A studious person can figure things out very quickly.
After the kiss, Ru Xian's eyes were flushed. The hand that had been covering her eyes had fallen and was now supporting her waist. Her breathing was uneven, and her emerald eyes were fixed on Lin Feiran, who had already pursed his lips and sat up straight.
He couldn't say whether he preferred the first time or the second time, but undeniably, he felt satisfied with both.
Lin Feiran is indeed energetic, but she almost never wastes time on unrelated matters. The fact that she can spare the time to ponder this shows how much she cares, which is enough to demonstrate her difference.
And her youthful innocence—the way she immediately looked away after doing such a thing—almost gripped him.
As if a haze were about to fall, her fingertips twitched slightly, and her hand had barely risen when she leaned closer: "What's wrong? Your...your heat cycle isn't over yet? But the book says it only lasts a maximum of seven days..."
Lin Feiran was clearly stunned by his demeanor, mistakenly thinking that he was still in his arousal period. Ru Xian couldn't help but laugh, but only shook her head and said in a hoarse voice.
"I'm just too satisfied."
His eyes were filled with undisguised admiration, and his frank attitude made Lin Feiran blush again.
Among the tall, dense trees, the corners of two robes of different colors were still separated, but the people were already sitting upright.
She turned to look at him: "It's almost midnight, do you want to go back and rest?"
Ru Xian leaned against the branch, facing her, one leg bent behind her, the other half brushing against her side, casually wrapping around the sash hanging from her waist, and shook his head once more.
"Let's wait a little longer. This is the first time I've felt my meridians so peaceful."
Lin Feiran's eyes flickered slightly. Although as Xian had said before, he had a strange ailment, and his spiritual veins were often on the verge of rioting, so he usually suffered from a kind of hidden pain, which made it impossible for him to fall asleep at night. After using the Cloud Soul Rain Spirit Grass, the pain was relieved a little, but it was not completely cured.
He only said these things occasionally, just a small sentence in a long paragraph, and quickly glossed over, as if he was afraid that Lin Feiran would keep them in her mind and that his image in her eyes would be tarnished.
This was the first time he had mentioned it in this way, but he still only touched on it briefly.
"Then let's stay a little longer." Lin Feiran didn't ask any further questions, but simply sat on the branch, supporting his legs, which were almost giving way.
The night wind was cold and lonely, but when it reached this ambiguous spot, it unexpectedly turned warm.
At this moment, Lin Feiran naturally thought of Qiu Tong's words, so he turned to look at Ru Xian: "Back in the human realm, were you reading the Mad Taoist's travelogue? There was a method in it to cure your illness?"
It's more like a statement of fact than a question.
He understands Lin Feiran, and Lin Feiran is naturally no less capable.
Ru Xian's eyes flickered slightly: "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Lin Feiran sighed slightly: "Your illness has never been cured, has it?"
Before taking the Cloud Soul Rain Grass, his meridians would often ache, and he could only fall asleep during the day. After taking it, the pain was greatly reduced, and he could sleep peacefully at night.
It might not be considered restful sleep, but it's enough to fall asleep.
When Lin Feiran was with him in the human realm, he woke up at night. At that time, Ru Xian held her wrist, sometimes loosening and sometimes tightening it in her sleep. It was probably a subconscious action at that time.
It tightens when it hurts and loosens when it doesn't hurt.
Ru Xian looked directly at her, and this time she did not deny it: "Yes, but I am not sure whether the spiritual treasure he secretly found there can cure my illness completely, but at least it can stabilize my condition and prevent me from going berserk when I use too much spiritual power."
Lin Feiran leaned on the branch and slowly stepped forward. Ru Xian thought she still wanted to, so she smiled and was about to close her eyes when she saw her stop.
“Ru Xian, today I have heard a lot about your parents’ past, but I have never asked you, are your parents... still alive?”
She leaned slightly forward, her clear eyes fixed on his face, almost brooking no refusal.
Ru Xian raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised by her sudden boldness, but there was no blame in his eyes. He raised his hand to brush away the stray hairs beside her ear, his voice soft and gentle.
"It's gone."
Lin Feiran recalled the secluded place she had seen in her dream when the two had just formed their bond, and couldn't help but ask, "You didn't come from the Feathered Clan, so where did you come from?"
Ru Xian didn't hide anything, but turned to look at the dim moonlight and said softly, "I came from a place that few people know about."
"It was a secluded paradise, where only summer existed."
Among them are twelve upside-down mountains, covered with dense forests and streams, connected by only a single wooden rope. Attendants would carry food and fine clothes, traveling back and forth along these thin ropes.
My mother and I lived on the twelfth peak, the highest one, along with two uncles and an aunt.
The sound of hail was gentle, and Lin Feiran could immediately picture that scene because she had indeed seen it with her own eyes.
But she also witnessed with her own eyes how the raging flames burned in the fairyland, how the solid ground was soaked in blood and even became soft, and how a single step could leave a small pit.
Lin Feiran looked at him and said softly, "You must have quite a few relatives in your family."
Upon hearing this, Ru Xian suddenly chuckled: "In such a fairyland, there is almost no blood relation between people. My mother and I are among the very few."
However, they watched me grow up, and although we are not related by blood, there is still a bond between us, so it's normal for them to call me "uncle."
Lin Feiran then asked, "How was your childhood?"
He turned to look at Lin Feiran, his voice becoming even gentler: "Beyond these twelve upside-down mountains lies a boundless sea, teeming with large fish..."
He suddenly stopped at this point, and Lin Feiran, who had been listening intently, asked, "And then?"
"Then..." Ru Shan raised an eyebrow, "I can't tell you everything about seductive things at once. If you can make me this satisfied and comfortable again next time, I'll tell you."
Lin Feiran felt a lump in her throat.
"It's midnight, you should go to sleep." Ru Xian usually advised him to sleep. "The matter of the Demon Capital, the petition, all of it will be resolved tonight. Tomorrow morning, no matter what, I will make them leave."
Having said all that, I have no further intention of saying.
Lin Feiran had no choice but to give up. Although she was curious about it, she wasn't in a hurry. There would be plenty of time in the future, and she would eventually find out everything.
Just as she was about to get up, she caught a faint, familiar scent. It was a calming fragrance, almost specially made for her, extremely effective. Just a little bit would allow her to sleep soundly all night.
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Feiran had already fallen asleep on his shoulder.
The night returned to its usual stillness. Ru Xian looked at her, exhaled almost imperceptibly, and her expression was no longer as composed as before, showing a rare hint of annoyance and helplessness.
"How did you manage to coax me into saying it out loud..."
He thought he would never bring up the past again, but tonight he revealed so much.
What kind of sacred mountain is this? It's nothing but a disgusting hell. Hearing it would only offend her ears, so why bother mentioning it?
It's best to prepare early and go find the hidden place discovered by the Mad Taoist. Once you reach the Divine Travel realm, it may take a lifetime to go further, or it may only take a moment.
But he had a vague premonition that the day he broke through to the next realm might be in the not-too-distant future...
He looked down at Lin Feiran and whispered, "I will always be with you."
Author's Note: The previous chapter was indeed too subtle. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to add this paragraph.
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