Chapter 358 Manluo, do you really want me to die?
The glutinous rice ball slipped from his fingers, rolled on the bluestone slab, and got covered in dust.
Manluo looked at the face in front of her that was so familiar to her, and her eyes trembled suddenly:
"Chu...Chu Jin?"
But seeing him in a red robe, he was particularly eye-catching in the crowd, and his pair of dark eyes were hot like poison.
Didn’t he return to Tianqi?
The spy from Nanzhao clearly saw them leaving Liuzhou, so how could he come back to Nanzhao?
This guy is so bold! He died once in Nanzhao, so he is not afraid anymore? He actually sneaked into Jiangdu again?
Suddenly, she realized something, turned around and ran, but was grabbed by Chu Jin and picked up horizontally.
Manluo was shocked and swung her palm to hit him, but Chu Jin held her tightly and she could not move.
She was about to yell when Chu Jin's gentle breath brushed past her ears, carrying a hint of grievance:
"Manluo, do you really want me to die?"
Manluo's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she swallowed back the shout that was about to come out of her mouth.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the Yulin soldiers patrolling the street corner, their silver armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
King Xie Zhen of Nanzhao had already issued a death order, requiring all spies of Tianqi to be killed without mercy.
Chu Jin's appearance in Jiangdu at this moment is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.
"Let me go!"
Manluo lowered her voice, pressing her fingertips against his chest, but she didn't have the strength to push them away.
His red robe carried a familiar scent of grass and wood, which suddenly reminded her of the countless nights when the two bodies were passionately entangled. Her body suddenly felt inexplicably sore and weak.
Instead of letting go, Chu Jin held her even tighter, and carried her like the wind, squeezing into the narrow alleys at the back of the market.
Occasionally, passers-by saw them like this but didn't care. In the eyes of outsiders, the handsome man and beautiful woman were just having a secret meeting and flirting, which was not uncommon in Nanzhao.
The bluestone slabs under her feet were bumpy. Just as Manluo was about to struggle, he led her around a few corners, and suddenly a small courtyard covered with ivy appeared in front of her.
With a "bang", Chu Jin pushed the door open, strode into the house, and fastened the copper lock with his backhand. There was a light "click" sound, which was particularly clear in the silent house.
"Why lock the door?"
Manluo's eyelids twitched, and there was a hint of caution in her voice. She put her hand on Chu Jin's chest and tried to push him away.
"What do you think?"
Before he finished speaking, he had already pressed her on the couch, avoiding her lower abdomen, and leaned over to capture her lips.
This passionate kiss, carrying the desire that had been suppressed for too long, came like a storm.
He pried open her teeth viciously with irresistible force, as if he wanted to pour out all the longing and anxiety of the past few months at this moment.
Manluo's struggle gradually became weaker in his arms. The hands wrapped around her waist were incredibly hot. The familiar scent of plants and trees on his body lingered at the tip of her nose, making her forget where she was in a trance.
It was not until Chu Jin's big hands climbed up her breasts that she suddenly came back to her senses and bit his lips.
Chu Jin felt pain and finally let go of his mouth. Blood oozed from the corners of his lips, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.
He looked down at her plump, fair cheeks and suddenly smiled.
He hadn't seen her for half a year and missed her so much that he almost died. However, this heartless woman had gained a lot of weight, and the line of her jaw was much softer than before, adding a kind of soft and charming look, just like a freshly peeled lychee, with a translucent pink color.
He couldn't help but brush his fingertips against her cheek, the touch softer and more alluring than he remembered.
"I've gained weight."
Manluo rolled her eyes angrily: "Can you even speak human language?"
Chu Jin hugged her tighter, buried his face in her high S breasts, and uttered a muffled voice:
“But it looks better than before.”
Manluo rolled her eyes in anger and started scratching and tearing him:
"You bastard, I told you to keep your lustful heart, bah!"
Chu Jin's body was trembling slightly. He let her fight him, but buried his face deeper.
Only when Manluo was tired of beating and scolding her did he slowly lower his head, and his hot palm finally touched her towering belly:
"Manluo, that day you fell off the cliff from the top of Feiyun Temple, I searched for you for three whole months.
The soles of my feet were rubbed with blisters that formed and broke again. I even swam a hundred miles along the river, but couldn't find you. I was terrified and thought I would never see you again in this life. At that time, I drank all day to drown my sorrows. Sometimes I even thought, if I died drunk, would I be able to reunite with you and our children..."
The room suddenly became quiet. Manluo could clearly hear his heartbeat like a drum, and her eyes were stunned for a moment.
The fetus in the belly felt the touch from its old father, and suddenly kicked happily a few times in Manluo's belly. The force was so great that it could be clearly heard through the clothes and into Chu Jin's palm.
Chu Jin's eyes suddenly widened, and he stood still as if struck by thunder, seeming to forget to even breathe.
The eyes that had just held a hint of lust softened instantly, filled with incredible ecstasy. His fingertips shrank back as if they had been electrocuted, and he carefully placed them back on the raised curve.
"He moved... He moved!"
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