Chapter 42 Chapter 42 "You're talking nonsense." Song Siyun drummed...
"You're talking nonsense." Song Siyun argued with him, eyes bulging. "It was me who started it, but later on you just kept clinging to me."
The man glanced down at her, then pecked her secretly as he stepped onto the carriage, smiling broadly, "It's rare for Ah Yun to take the initiative. How could I spoil her?"
Song Siyun snorted softly, rolled into the carriage, and put his foot on the man's knee to stop him. The man lowered his eyes, puzzled: "What do you mean, Ah Yun?"
Song Siyun looked at him and raised his chin. "I'm the only one who's excited. Second Master Gu is a man of high moral character. He should know that physical contact between men and women is not allowed."
She thought he would leave immediately, but he actually grabbed her ankles and climbed up until he reached her knees. By then, he was already right in front of her.
She didn't react at all, just staring blankly at the man who kept approaching until he finally sat down beside her. He held her legs straight with one hand, smoothed out the wrinkles of her robe, and then said, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, but you and I are husband and wife."
He rubbed her nose affectionately and slowly brought his cool lips closer.
He hooked her and rubbed her for a long time, until he was out of breath, then he moved to the side and went up.
The man's lips gradually grew warmer, no longer as cool as before. He tilted his head, gently pressing against the girl's delicate jaw, one after another, like writing a chapter, leaving traces of joy everywhere. He nibbled gently, then devoutly kissed all the way to the corner of her eye, lingering there for a long time.
Gu Yanzhou remembered that it was here that he shed tears and blood during the day.
Because of him.
Ben was silent with his half-closed eyes, and he kept it there for a long time, then slowly and shallowly inserted the tip, and licked it carefully and heavily.
At the mere touch, the woman in his arms took a deep breath, shrugged her shoulders and cried "itch," wincing and tilting her head. The arrow feather that had pierced her shoulder and had its head severed trembled as she moved. Gu Yanzhou frowned, raised his hand and pressed her shoulder firmly to prevent the wound from hurting. With his other hand, he lifted her chin and straightened it, saying softly, "Focus, Ah Yun."
The man's voice was very low, and seemed to be bewitching. As he hooked and squeezed her, she really couldn't concentrate at all.
She held the man's arms tightly, letting him taste her face bit by bit, from the tip of her forehead, between her eyebrows, and all the way down along the tip of her nose.
She opened her mouth unconsciously, like a fish thirsty for sweet rain, waiting for his next move.
Unfortunately, he changed his mind again.
She turned to the other cheek, and when the man's breath sprayed on her face, Song Siyun felt the hand covering her shoulder also moved shyly, with very light movements.
Her shoulders slowly relaxed, letting the warmth of the man's palm linger.
But for some reason, I always feel empty inside.
The last bit of her rationality told her that it was because she didn't get what she was waiting for.
She bit her lip hesitantly, and after a while seemed to have made up her mind. Her eyes, which were slightly closed, closed completely. There was no light in front of her eyes, only the man's shallow breathing and warm arms.
She tilted her head, looking for that hint of light.
She leaned her head forward and rubbed to find it.
Her lips had landed somewhere, and she carefully opened them, sketching a guess. She felt a few raised lines, and if she paused, she could still feel them pulsating. She tentatively curled them, then moved past them to continue exploring.
Suddenly, I touched a bulge.
Song Siyun calmed down and copied for a long time before realizing that this should be his neck.
If so, then it is close.
As she was thinking, she suddenly felt a burning sensation on her shoulder and heard a muffled groan in her ear, which sounded very close. She was delighted and unconsciously tightened her grip on the man's shirt, while simultaneously stretching her neck to pull herself up.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder. It was like a heavy stone hitting her spine, shattering it. Her shattered mind instantly returned to her.
With a cry of pain, he instinctively clenched his teeth, and the hand that was pulling the man's arm also exerted force, his nails digging into his robe as if trying to gouge out a piece of flesh, and the smell of blood gradually came into his mouth.
She was stunned for a moment, her whole body trembling in pain in his arms. But the man said nothing, holding her with one hand, and with the other hand took out the golden medicine, biting the cork off the bottle and pouring it directly into the bleeding wound on her shoulder.
The pain from the wound medicine was extremely severe, a burning pain that was indescribable.
Song Siyun felt that he had never felt such pain in his life, not even the last time he was injured.
She clutched the man's robe tightly. She had just loosened her grip when she suddenly tilted her head and bit down hard. Her eyes widened, and she didn't know if it was because of the pain or what.
The person who was bitten by her was not angry, but just frowned and comforted her hurriedly: "It will be fine soon, A'yun, just bear with it." Then he went to find her lips.
He glared at him fiercely, turned his head away, and immediately increased the force under his teeth.
Only when the bone-wrenching pain subsided and the man held the gauze, wanting to speak but hesitant, did she open her mouth and ask, "Do you want a bandage?"
Gu Yanzhou nodded, and added, "You need to take off your shirt completely."
Song Siyun raised an eyebrow, a smile appeared on her pale face. She raised her finger to take his hand, slowly covering the belt around her waist, like a seductive fox: "Take it off for me."
Seeing that he didn't move, she softened her tone again and complained angrily: "I'm in so much pain that I don't have the strength."
The man had no choice but to purse his lips and untie the tie with trembling fingertips.
Beneath the robe, there was an inner shirt, tied at the waist. He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long moment before he lifted his finger and opened it.
Now, only the underwear is left.
The undergarment was pure white and fitted perfectly, showcasing the girl's curves to the fullest. She was clearly injured on her shoulder, but for some reason, Gu Yanzhou felt as if he also saw a bright red hibiscus flower before her.
The flower was pressed against her chest, one of its petals curled up, as if it had eyes, staring straight at him with a cold gaze that made his hands and feet stiffen and his mouth dry.
His gaze slowly shifted to the belt around his waist, and as if possessed by some unknown force... he reached out his hand...
In a flash, he suddenly retracted it.
Song Siyun leaned against the wall of the car, smiling and acknowledging his embarrassment.
"What's wrong with Lord Gu? Move." She stuck out her chin and watched the fun with squinted eyes.
The man glanced up at him, then stood up suddenly and pretended to leave.
Song Siyun didn't stop him. He just looked up at him and said lazily, "Master Gu didn't seem embarrassed at all when he pulled out the arrow just now. Why are you so hesitant to bandage it now?"
"Are you blaming me?" The man turned around and said with a firm tone.
Song Siyun also stood up, walked to him, took his hand and put it on his waist, smiling: "Yes."
As she finished her words, her underwear suddenly opened, and the bright red hibiscus flowers fell into his sight. And the petals with eyes.
Feeling the warmth of the man's palm, Song Siyun smiled slightly and called him again: "Master Gu."
The man came back to his senses and saw the pretty girl smiling as she took his hand and moved it towards the back of her neck. It was not until the familiar little knot rubbed against the palm of his hand that he suddenly woke up and his pupils constricted.
The girl in front of him squinted her eyes, took a few steps forward, and leaned close to him, breathing sweetly, "Is this enough? If not..."
The girl lowered her eyes, hooked his fingertips and twirled the laces, her eyes seductive: "Then I can only -"
"Enough," Gu Yanzhou folded his hands before she could finish her words, not giving her another chance, "Enough."
The girl in front of him chuckled, still a little disappointed: "Okay."
Having said that, she stepped aside and sat down. Only when he leaned forward to bandage her, she coaxed him to sit down again on the pretext of convenience, and then she supported his arm and sat on him face to face.
Feeling the muscles beneath him tense up instantly, Song Siyun was pleased with himself, but his face was innocent: "Master Gu, please continue."
This bandaging was truly painful.
When the last circle was completed and the knot was tied, Gu Yanzhou breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his eyes, the girl was still staring at him with soft eyebrows.
His heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to speak, the girl had already pulled the belt from his waist, pressed his shoulders and pushed him against the wall of the car. "It's time to change the dressing on your wound, husband. I'll change it for you as well."
His instinct was to refuse, but when he opened his mouth and saw her instantly raised brows, the words on his lips turned into: "Thank you."
Song Siyun was satisfied, "It's my duty as a wife."
As he spoke, his underwear had already been removed, revealing dense bandages.
Song Siyun pursed his lips, a little hesitant. He wondered if he had gone too far, but when he thought about what had just happened, he threw away his conscience and shame, and with a glare, he took action.
I quickly removed the gauze and cotton, and felt relieved when I saw that the wound had scabbed over slightly, with only a few cracks on the back.
After carefully washing the handkerchief, she didn't rush to apply the medicine. Instead, she smiled and carefully traced the scar on his face. Finally, she gently pressed it on.
As soon as the girl's fingertips touched him, Gu Yanzhou tensed up and became highly alert, until he felt a soft sensation in front of him, and even his brows were furrowed.
His hands were clenched into a ball on his legs, and his whole body was as still as a clock, with his eyes closed for fear of being exposed.
Suddenly, the back of his hand softened. He opened his eyes slightly and saw the girl smiling and guiding his hand behind her. She said, "Gu Yanzhou, hold me."
"Very warm." She looked up at him, chuckled and pursed her lips.
Gradually, the warmth behind her began to swell. She could feel the heat hooking the thin thread behind her, lingering for a long time, and finally letting go.
Slowly letting out a sigh of relief, Song Siyun quietly raised his eyes to glance at the man with his eyes tightly closed and a frown between his brows. After a moment of silence, he squatted down.
Her red lips gradually moved, her breath spraying on the man's well-defined skin texture. When she reached the junction with them, she heard an uneasy sigh from the man's throat.
She raised her eyes, only to see that the man above her had opened his eyes at some point.
It was as thick as black ink and contained waves, as if it would tear her bones and skin her alive if she dared to act rashly again.
If it were someone else, they would be afraid, but Song Siyun was not afraid.
She was never afraid of him.
Her hands fell on the man's taut waist and abdomen. She raised her face and said slowly, "Do you want it, Master Gu?"
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The author has something to say: Woohoo, I know I was wrong and I have corrected it. Please let me pass, please (crying cat head)
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