Pengxi is a place of joy 1
"Hmm—I should be at home." Xuan Ye said frankly, but Huai Wen ran away in embarrassment.
Xuan Ye followed Huai Wen leisurely, smiling brightly.
As darkness fell, the two found a small wooden cabin and decided to knock on the door to ask for lodging. Huaiwen peeked inside and saw that the cabin was clean and tidy, with neatly arranged furnishings, clearly indicating that someone had lived there and taken care of it.
But where did the people inside go?
While Huaiwen was still hesitating about whether to "usurp the nest," Xuanye had already taken his seat, poured himself a cup of wine, and then, meeting Huaiwen's surprised gaze, smiled and said that the wine was delicious.
A series of actions aroused Huaiwen's suspicion: "Are you... controlling the demons here?"
"No," Xuan Ye replied casually.
Huaiwen sat down opposite him: "Then how do you explain this place, this situation?"
Xuan Ye asked lightly, "Want to know?"
Huaiwen blinked his large eyes and replied.
But Xuan Ye didn't answer directly. Instead, he poured Huai Wen a glass of wine: "Then have a drink with me, have a meal, get a good night's sleep, relax, and I'll tell you tomorrow."
"He's playing dirty tricks," Huaiwen sighed inwardly, but he didn't feel too bad.
Huaiwen, however, was a person with a sense of humor. She suggested, "Let's play a game. This is a game that everyone in our transvestite institute loves to play. I'll teach you, but—if you lose, you have to promise me three things, and vice versa."
Xuan Ye smiled indulgently: "Okay."
Huaiwen smiled and then told Xuanye that the game was called the Human-Demon Ceremony. This game was designed by Liu Min to help Huaiwen identify the hundred demons.
The ritual for the transvestite involves first drawing the hundred demons and the eighteen high priests worshipped by the people, then creating a deck of cards. When playing the game, these cards are first cleaned and scrambled.
The cards were spread evenly on the table, and Huaiwen was the dealer. She would first draw a card for herself and place it on one side. She then selected three cards for Xuan Ye from different positions.
Huaiwen raised an eyebrow and gestured: "Choose one of these three first, but don't open it yet."
Xuan Ye obeyed and chose the middle one.
"Have you made your choice?"
"Um."
Huaiwen smiled and said, "Let me guess what card you have. Is it the Cat Demon?"
Xuan Ye shook his head.
"Is it a wolf demon?"
Xuan Ye said, "No."
Huaiwen seemed thoughtful, then selected six cards from the pile of cards on the table. She held the six cards upright in the air, pointed to the first card, and asked, "Guess who this card depicts?"
Anyone with the ability to see through objects could easily guess the answer. Yet Xuan Ye gave the wrong answer. Huai Wen found this amusing and asked each of them in turn.
Only Xuan Ye answered correctly in the last question.
"Is that him?"
Xuan Ye smiled indulgently: "No."
Huaiwen frowned: "Who is that?"
With just one sentence, Huaiwen's scheme was exposed. She smiled and took a sip of wine to cover it up.
Huaiwen was eager to know who the owner of this house was; otherwise, she wouldn't have come up with such a game. She originally wanted to deduce it from Xuan Ye's guesses about the hundred demons or the priests.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Ye was also a clever fellow and easily saw through Huai Wen's scheme. It's just that Huai Wen hadn't thought much about it when designing the game; he only wanted to test the waters.
Huaiwen thought to herself, "Xuan Ye truly deserves to be the one who designed that fun and thrilling game at Drunken Dream Pavilion." Huaiwen guessed that Xuan Ye might know what she was going to do if she placed the cards on the table.
While Huaiwen was thinking, Xuanye gently said, "Put your hand up here."
Huaiwen looked over and saw Xuan Ye's palm facing up, waiting for her to come and take his hand. Knowing the other's intentions, yet still doing so, could only be explained by sincerity and trust.
Without thinking too much, Huaiwen directly took Xuanye's hand and intertwined their fingers: "So who is it?"
With their fingers intertwined, Huaiwen slowly felt a current silently enter her body. The cherry blossom scent emanating from Xuan Ye seemed to possess a fatal allure, making her constantly want to absorb more; she greedily consumed this fragrance.
The person who could be more obsessed than Huaiwen was Xuan Ye.
He teleported to Huaiwen's left and gently pulled him into his arms. Just as Huaiwen craved his scent, he craved Huaiwen's fragrance—a sweet bamboo aroma, warm and soothing.
He hugged Huaiwen, nuzzled her neck, and slowly channeled his magic into her body. Huaiwen immediately felt the black energy within her body, which had been forcibly controlled, calm down considerably, easing the tightness and pain in her chest.
Huaiwen couldn't help but put her other arm around Xuanye's waist. The more Xuanye gave her, the more peaceful and comfortable she felt. But Huaiwen was able to bring herself to reason; she couldn't bear to see Xuanye do this.
"Ah Ling... that's enough." Huaiwen pinched Xuan Ye's waist and called softly.
Xuan Ye didn't stop: "It's alright, A-Jun. I like you, and I'm willing to give myself to you."
Huaiwen's lips moved, tears welling in her eyes. She buried her head in Xuan Ye's arms and rubbed against him, then looked up and said, "I'm really okay... I'm not that fragile."
"It's because I want to protect you."
“I know…” Huaiwen withdrew his hand from Xuan Ye’s waist and gently placed it on Xuan Ye’s face. “Lord City Lord… your aura is very strong… I’ve absorbed too much, please stop.”
Huaiwen's feverish body began to emit a peculiar scent—a murky, deep, alluring, and sultry aroma.
When one party gives willingly, they also transmit that love and desire along with it. The other party continuously receives, thus making the emotions given to that party tangible.
Huaiwen has already restrained himself very well.
Their scents began to mingle, Xuan Ye's eyes sparkled, and a smile played on his lips as his inner desire continued to surge. He wanted to stop, but he couldn't control himself from continuing.
A heat emanated between the two of them.
Huaiwen loosened her grip on Xuan Ye's hand and nestled in his arms. The huge size difference made her appear even more petite and delicate, and the constant pressure from Xuan Ye made her even more charming.
Huaiwen thought to herself, "She can't take it anymore. She has to make Xuan Ye stop."
So perhaps a particularly useful way to stay calm is to vent.
Hmm—
A kiss landed on Xuan Ye's lips. It was a fleeting touch, yet he found it sweet and delightful.
Huaiwen thought that stopping there was enough to satisfy his desire. Little did he know that this was just the beginning, a night song of romantic debauchery.
Xuan Ye raised his hand and cupped Huai Wen's head, then used his other hand to pull Huai Wen, who was sitting sideways on his lap, around to press him close to his body. The kiss deepened, and the quiet night allowed their love to overflow, unrestrained and uninhibited.
This was different from that sudden kiss on the surface of Pengxi Lake. That kiss was for escape, for survival. That kiss was superficial, too hasty.
And this kiss in the quiet night was warm and romantic.
Amidst their passionate kiss, their breaths were known only to each other. Their lips and tongues clashed, initially like a fierce battle, each trying to conquer the other's territory. Gradually, the certainty of their feelings calmed their restless hearts.
The strategy under the guise of gentleness is not to seize, but to greedily acquire.
The room gradually darkened. Xuan Ye bit Huai Wen's lower lip, and said patiently, panting, "A-Jun, let's get married."
“We foxes are mostly solitary creatures, and I never thought about who I would spend my life with. In these thousand years of cultivation, I have never met anyone like you who could make me fall so deeply. I used to scoff at stories of love at first sight. But you have made me experience that feeling. It has silently invaded my heart.”
Xuan Ye nuzzled Huai Wen's nose with his own and continued, "A-Jun, don't be afraid of me. I never intended to hurt you. Even three hundred years ago in the Void Mirror, when I said those harsh words to you, I only thought about taking you away. I wanted to keep you by my side forever."
"Everything I did for you was voluntary. I love you. I've never wanted anything so desperately, something that belongs completely to me. Am I a bad person...?"
Huaiwen was captivated for a moment, and she gently brushed her forehead against Xuanye: "You... are very bad."
"Your scent has me in turmoil; I can't control myself at all. Yet, I genuinely love your scent. I love the cherry blossom fragrance on you, and I also love the cool pine scent that lingers at certain moments."
"Ah Ling...you smell really good."
Xuan Ye kissed Huai Wen's lips. He had originally intended to suppress his inner turmoil and ask a few more questions, wanting a definite answer. But once his lips touched those alluring lips, he had no intention of pulling away.
The kiss was both domineering and tender.
Xuan Ye temporarily withdrew from those soft lips, first kissing Huai Wen's earlobe, then her cheek, nose, brow, and the corner of her eye. He was determined to leave his mark on every part of Huai Wen's body.
Huaiwen was a little nervous at first, but Xuan Ye treated her so gently that she gradually relaxed. After that, Xuan Ye patiently guided her step by step, making her want more.
When Xuan Ye kissed Huai Wen's rosy lips again, he pulled out one hand and ripped off Huai Wen's hair ribbon, letting her smooth black hair cascade down. Xuan Ye played with it in his hand and could no longer resist.
A string snapped, and reason was temporarily lost.
The moonlight is hazy, and romance is intoxicating.
The woman in red and the woman in white lay to one side, while two people embraced intimately on the bed. Spirit butterflies and cherry blossom foxfire danced lightly and joyfully within the room.
The cherry blossom foxfire slowly bloomed, its color deepening from light to dark, emitting a fragrant aroma. Spirit butterflies fluttered around the cherry blossom foxfire, instinctively drawn by the scent. One butterfly flew up and gently landed on the flower tip, seemingly gathering nectar.
Butterflies gather nectar to nurture new life.
The night song begins, the music never stops.
When the curtain of the sky is rolled up, quietly revealing the snow-white sky, the gentle dreamland night comes to an end.
They opened their hearts to each other, their souls merged. There is nothing more beautiful than this.
Afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, where a few crickets frolicked. Huaiwen felt a little tired and her back ached. She looked somewhat pale, with lingering flush on her skin.
Suddenly she felt a hand gently massaging her waist with just the right amount of pressure, making her feel so comfortable she wanted to scream.
Huaiwen let out a long, muffled "hmm," and then felt a warm, damp sensation near her ear. Xuan Ye was nuzzling her neck: "You're awake."
"Um……"
Huaiwen felt a little guilty for some reason. Perhaps it was because the scenes from last night were suddenly playing back in his mind. Every detail, every mood, every kiss mark, every breath... were as if they were magnified and painted on rice paper, pleasing to the eye.
The fact that they were still so intimate afterward made her feel a little shy... It was too... too seductive, too embarrassing.
Xuan Ye remained calm and composed. While massaging Huai Wen's aches and pains, he moved closer to him and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
“I’m so hungry…” Huaiwen’s heart was racing.
Having exerted herself all night and expended so much energy, she was truly starving. Even though Huaiwen always felt that her physical strength was better than that of her senior brothers and sisters.
But the things that happened in bed were still beyond her expectations.
"A-Jun..." Xuan Ye called out seductively, turning Huai Wen over to face him. He saw his bedmate's blushing face, her hands fidgeting, and her clear yet alluring eyes...
Xuan Ye liked it very much, and he couldn't help but kiss it again.
Huaiwen subconsciously closed her eyes, only to find that Xuan Ye had kissed her between the eyebrows. She felt a slight emptiness for some reason, and opened her eyes again, her eyes darting around.
How can one resist someone so adorable and sweet?
Xuan Ye kissed Huai Wen's soft, plump lips. The moment the kiss landed, the inexplicable emptiness in Huai Wen's heart vanished instantly.
Their lips and teeth kept pulling and tugging, back and forth.
Huaiwen, in his despair, suddenly realized that he was the bad guy who was responsible for the continued development of this situation.
Just as Huai Wencai was momentarily distracted, Xuan Ye keenly sensed it and intensified the kiss. This kiss took a little longer.
It was probably when Huaiwen's stomach started rumbling that Xuan Ye reluctantly left that delicious place.
Xuan Ye kissed Huai Wen's eye and said, "Sleep a little longer. I've made you something to eat. I'll come wake you up later."
Huaiwen was too weak to speak, so she didn't answer but nodded. Xuan Ye gently stroked Huaiwen's nose with his hand, smiling with doting affection and happiness: "I love you so much."
Huaiwen nodded, blushing. "I understand. Go and get me something to eat."
“Okay…” Xuan Ye stood up, but before leaving, he couldn’t help but call out to Huai Wen, “A-Jun…”
"how?"
Xuan Ye chuckled to himself again, and said in a serious tone that was both intimate and wicked, "We'll have many more days like this... I need to think about your body in the long run."
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