Chapter 68: Guan Hai Er Pulled Down to the Waist
He gently held his head, frowning slightly, as if he had a splitting headache: "I can't remember anything——"
“I even forgot who I am…”
Ji Lingche was stunned, feeling that the words sounded familiar. Before he could say anything, his hand was suddenly grabbed.
The man's fingertips were so cold that she wanted to pull her hand away, but Qu Wuji held it tightly, pulling her towards him and whispering, "My head hurts."
Ji Lingche paused, and looked at him quietly. He saw that his eyes were slightly drooped, as if filled with mist, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was truly in pain. His face was pale, like a jade carving in a shrine, with a sad look.
She looked at him, somewhat dazed, and gently stroked his brow with her other hand, as if to wipe away his pain, and said, "It's okay..."
Qu Wuji held her hand, letting her hand gently rest on his cheek, and lowered his eyes: "What happened to me? I don't remember anything."
Ji Lingche really couldn't imagine that this person would actually play such a trick, and actually took the opportunity to pretend to have amnesia and act pitiful.
She believed it and comforted him softly, "It's okay, just take some time to rest. You'll remember it soon..."
Qu Wuji looked at her tenderly, rubbing his cheek against her palm, and asked, "Who are you and why are you so nice to me?"
Ji Lingche paused as the words reached her lips. She didn't know what to say. The relationship between the two was really too complicated. Before she could open her mouth, Qu Wuji smiled softly, his eyebrows curved: "I know, you must be my Taoist partner -"
He stroked the back of her hand with his fingers, leaned forward, and stared at her with a smile. His fingers brushed against her wrist, and the golden seal on her wrist suddenly lit up. He said, "I have made a pact with you."
Ji Lingche looked at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, otherwise why would I save you?"
Qu Wuji lowered his eyes, looked at the golden seal on her wrist, and whispered, "So you saved me just because of the golden contract?"
Ji Lingche suddenly held up his face. Qu Wuji was slightly startled to see his silhouette reflected in her pupils.
She held his face, raised the corners of her mouth, and said word by word: "I saved you because I don't want you to die."
"I don't want you to die. I can't lose you."
Qu Wu Ji was stunned. He looked at her face, which was too close, and her breath brushed lightly against his face.
Can't lose me...
He slowly closed his eyes, the cold fragrance from her body enveloped him, and he took a deep breath.
At this time, all was silent, with only the sound of waves hitting the cliffs and the cries of seagulls piercing through the fog.
Everything seems like a dream.
Listening to her gentle breathing, Qu Wu Ji thought of those snowy nights in Kunlun.
Heavy snow was falling all over the sky. He leaned over the coffin and looked at the pale face of the person in the coffin, her still pulse, and her tightly closed eyes.
The night snow fell heavily, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. But it was then that he realized that falling snow also made a sound...
He opened his eyes and saw the person who had been lying in the coffin without a breath, now alive in front of him.
Her pair of clear eyes, with distinct black and white, were often like a cool and clear spring, but now when she looked at him, her sharpness had faded, and she was filled with some heartache and emotion that he had never seen before.
Qu Wu Ji suddenly hugged her and held her tightly in his arms.
Ji Lingche was stunned for a moment, then reached out and hugged him gently.
He closed his eyes and rubbed her neck lovingly. Suddenly, he wanted time to stop at this moment and hoped that this was the end of the world.
She gently gathered up his messy long hair and whispered, "Do you remember, Shang Zheng?"
Qu Wuji frowned and said wearily, "Alan..."
Ji Lingche was in his arms, slightly raising his head and looking at the circling seagulls. The sea fog blocked the sunlight, and everywhere he looked was blue and hazy.
When people were in the fog, their clothes were stained with moisture and felt damp and heavy.
His skin was also wet, and his hair was slightly stuck to his neck. She ran her fingers through his cold hair, and the two of them seemed like tired birds leaning on each other.
Qu Wuji slowly closed his eyes and said, "Do you love me, Alan?"
Ji Lingche didn't answer, but gently pushed him away, faced him, and looked straight into his eyes.
Qu Wuji didn't know why she suddenly pushed him away. There was a trace of bewilderment on his face. He slowly lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, I won't ask anymore--"
Suddenly, he felt a warm sensation on his lips, and a strong cold fragrance suddenly hit him in the face. His eyes widened slightly, and his head buzzed.
She lifted his chin and kissed him hard, then slowly put her arms around his neck, got closer, and gradually became affectionate.
Qu Wu Ji was stunned. He let her kiss him and touch him as she pleased. He could only feel his heart beating wildly in his chest. He seemed unable to think and his mind was in a mess.
Ji Lingche kissed her for a while, breathing slightly. Just as she was about to let him go, Qu Wuji suddenly grabbed the back of her neck with his palm, forcefully pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and bit her lips.
She whimpered and tried to push him away, but he held her tightly in his arms.
His kiss was too heavy, and she was a little breathless. In the humid mist, she felt even hotter and soon broke out in a light sweat. Her head was buzzing, and the initial stuffiness turned into a little bit of burning desire.
Qu Wuji's kiss gradually became gentle, but he still held her in his arms. She curled her lips, silently grabbed his collar, and then pulled it down hard. There was only a ripping sound -
Ji Lingche laughed and said, "It's hot, want to cool down?"
Qu Wu Ji was stunned. He lowered his eyes and saw that his chest was exposed. His face instantly turned slightly red.
Ji Lingche stared at him viciously and said, "What's wrong? Are you sorry?"
There were a few light sword wounds on his jade-colored skin. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his muscles were tight and dazzlingly white.
Ji Lingche didn't notice that the two hideous scars on his chest were slightly exposed. Qu Wuji remained calm and quietly pulled his clothes to cover the cross scar on his chest.
But he didn't care about the large area of his chest that was exposed, and only asked, "Do you like it?"
Ji Lingche didn't understand for a moment, and hummed in confusion. He chuckled and said, "Do you like to tear my clothes? Or do you like to watch..."
She smiled and said, "I like it anyway."
She placed her hand lightly on his abdomen, her fingertips tracing it bit by bit, teasing him subtly, and said mischievously, "I said I like them all."
"Do you really have to wait for me to continue?"
Her restless hands were suddenly grabbed. She was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.
Qu Wuji held her hand and slowly reached towards his shoulder. He looked at her face, observing her expression, and then used her hand to remove the clothes from his shoulders.
The thin white dress slid down her arms and fell to her waist, completely revealing her toned upper body.
Ji Lingche was stunned. She didn't expect him to be so direct. She was startled. However, her hand was tightly grasped by Qu Wuji. She couldn't pull it out. He held her hand, gently placed it on his waist, and slowly slid her hand down.
He said, "Are you still going?"
Ji Lingche said nothing, his eyes fell on his heart, and saw two hideous scars on his snow-white chest, so deep that the bone was visible, as if they were about to pierce him.
She lowered her eyes, thinking about how she had teased him many times in her past life, even taking away his golden elixir, ruining his future, and putting him to death.
But after his death, this man still prayed to God to remove her heart, just to keep her body intact.
She felt bad for a moment and just said, "Are you mentally ill?"
"You do whatever I tell you to do?"
Qu Wuji paused, not knowing what she was referring to, and said softly, "Why do you say that?"
“Everything I do, I do willingly.”
Ji Lingche paused for a moment after hearing this, then smiled and said, "How willing you are."
She placed her hand on his heart and said after a long moment, "It hurts so much, don't you regret it?"
Qu Wuji raised his hand and held hers, chuckling softly, "It doesn't hurt."
She stared at his face, frowning slightly, unable to hide the emotion in her eyes. She only said, "How can it not hurt?"
"If you do this, I—"
Before she could finish her words, her mouth was covered and the rest of her sentence was cut off.
Qu Wuji moved closer to her, lowered his eyes, and whispered in her ear, "Then shall I tell you the truth?"
"My injury hurts all the time."
"It's not just my heart that's been cut out, it hurts even more here—"
He held her hand, placed it on his dantian, and breathed on her neck.
His tone was cold and light, with a hint of ghostliness in it: "Here, you personally cut open the golden elixir."
"Although I have reshaped it, every time I use my luck, the excruciating pain from the rupture of my immortal veins almost kills me. But in front of others, I have to pretend that nothing has happened."
Ji Lingche looked at him, stunned. He hugged her, his fingertips gently sliding down her collar, smiling faintly: "Later, I recovered a little, but saw you again--"
"At that time, you were lying on the edge of the lotus pond like a drowned rat, grabbing my clothes and saying you were obsessed with me."
"The moment I saw you, my two old injuries suddenly started hurting like crazy."
He pointed at his heart, frowning slightly, "I often can't tell whether the pain in my heart is because of the wound or because of you..."
As he spoke, he actually lowered his head to kiss her cheek. Ji Lingche did not dodge, but only asked: "Do you still hate me?"
Qu Wuji chuckled softly: "I don't hate you, I am happy with it."
"In the twenty years since you died, I've been like a walking corpse."
"Only this kind of intense pain can make me realize that I am still alive—"
The cry of a seagull came from the fog, and the sea breeze suddenly blew, blowing the hair of the two people into disarray.
He became even more presumptuous, his hands trembling slightly, but he began to undress her bit by bit. He whispered, "Alan, please be gentle with me..."
Ji Lingche only felt that his breathing was heavy, his head was very heavy, and it seemed as if his blood was flowing backwards.
She gently closed her eyes, allowing his fingertips to slide across her waist and abdomen, and allowing his lips to lightly fall on her shoulders and neck...
Allow him to take off his clothes wantonly.
She raised her arms and put them around his neck, forcing him to look directly at her. She said, "Does this mean you got what you wanted?"
His eyes were a little blurry, and he stared at her with burning eyes. Seeing that she was only asking vaguely, he just smiled, then kissed her lips affectionately without answering.
He lowered his eyes and thought to himself, as he wished?
How can I get what I want when you haven't told me you love me yet?
Ji Lingche was made wet by him, tilted his head and said: "...I remember, we are monks."
Qu Wu Ji didn't understand what was going on and just said "hmm".
She raised the corners of her mouth, grabbed the clothes scattered around his waist, and laughed: "Then why do you have to take it off slowly?"
"Clothes, why don't I just make them disappear for you?"
He was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "It's up to you."
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