"Hmm..."
Si Jin couldn't help but groan, and the next moment, she was laid down on the sandalwood couch in the private room.
The mellow wine flowed slowly down the throat with each tender kiss, as if it could warm one's heart and lungs.
Si Jin's eyes were slightly glazed, and a smile curved her lips as if she had caught her prey in the net.
A moment later, she gently raised her hand, intending to wrap her arms around Shang Linyuan's neck.
But soon, someone grabbed his wrist and pressed it above his head.
Shang Linyuan's voice was youthful and immature, but it became husky and pleasant because of the emotion in it: "Sister..."
Si Jin was surprised by his shout and her heart skipped a beat. She even stopped struggling.
With his remaining hearing, he heard Shang Linyuan whisper in his ear, "Sister, don't move. There are people watching us outside."
Trust me, I will protect my sister.
After saying that, he sealed the person's lips with his again.
Perhaps it was the smell of alcohol, or perhaps Shang Linyuan's kiss had drained her of her oxygen.
Si Jin felt a little dizzy, and her eyes involuntarily reddened, glistening with tears. Surprisingly, she felt somewhat... weak.
The White Moon Cult Leader is nothing like the rumors suggest.
So cute.
Shang Linyuan couldn't resist and lowered his head to kiss away the tears from Si Jin's eyes.
Even after the people watching him had walked a long way, they still couldn't bear to let go of Si Jin.
He was abandoned as a child and his life was not easy.
He can worry about making a living all day long, how could he have ever been in contact with a woman?
Offline, however, one feels that Si Jin is like a sweet and delicious little pastry.
Are all women... so docile and submissive?
After an unknown amount of time, Shang Linyuan felt he had reached his limit and reluctantly let go of Si Jin.
While catching her breath, she tried to justify herself: "Sister, I'm sorry. Those people outside want to take your heart's blood, that's why I did this."
"No... I'm sorry."
"So, the people watching us are gone?"
Shang Linyuan knew that the medicine man's hearing wasn't very good, so he lied without batting an eye: "Yes, they just left. I'm sorry to have troubled you, sister."
Si Jin sat up slightly, leaning against the edge of the couch as she looked at him: "Why do you call me that?"
"Rumor has it that the White Moon Cult Leader is twenty-five years old this year, and I am nineteen, so I call her 'elder sister'."
As Shang Linyuan spoke, he walked to the table and took out the dagger hidden at his waist.
brush--
He made a deep cut on his forearm.
He gently dripped the blood into the white jade bottle he had brought with him.
She then rummaged through the room and found a white cloth, which she gently wrapped around herself.
After dressing again, covering the wound, and placing the white jade bottle properly, he went to touch Si Jin by the bed.
By this time, Si Jin's eyesight had completely failed.
His eyes were glazed over, as if he had been startled by the sudden touch. He shuddered involuntarily and blurted out, "What...what are you going to do now?"
Shang Linyuan hadn't originally intended to have that thought, but after being reminded like that, he couldn't help but start to consider it...
"No...it's nothing. You're not able to see or hear properly, so lie down for a while. I'll go and get those people outside to leave."
Despite saying that, her gaze involuntarily fell on Si Jin's red lips.
He had nibbled away most of the rouge on her face, leaving several ambiguous red marks on her neck and collarbone.
Further down...
Hmm, it seems like your sister's chest is a bit flat.
But it's okay, this is a common problem among martial arts practitioners.
"Sister, wait for me for a quarter of an hour, I'll be right back."
After saying that, he changed to a serious expression and went out.
He continued on, turning two corners, and arrived at the room where the servant was: "Here, this is the heart's blood of the medicine man."
Looking at the white jade bottle he handed over, the servant still had some doubts.
He probed, "The White Moon Cult Leader's martial arts are superb, how did you obtain it?"
"Of course, I obtained it during our intimate moments together." Shang Linyuan's eyes sharpened as he stared at the man in blue who had been eavesdropping: "Didn't the people you sent hear everything?"
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