Chapter 72 Chapter 72 One sound after another, it’s hard to control myself…
Gu Huaijin snorted in impatience.
She blinked, tiptoed out of it, and pretended nothing had happened.
"Jiaojiao..." He panted, leaning down, rubbing his forehead against her temples, his bloody tears wetting her hair. "Does he kiss you more comfortably, or do I?"
Need I say more? She leaned limply against him, her body numb and unable to stand up. She was almost dead from exhaustion.
"Speak, Jiaojiao." Two tears fell and hit her collar, leaving two light red flowers, rolling down to her chest.
She never liked to give him answers he liked, but he seemed to have suffered too much today.
She stroked his back and patted him gently: "...you."
"So do you like him or me?"
She laughed helplessly, "...Li Xuanbai is the type who would wave beads at my face."
He was silent for a moment, then gently kissed away his tears and blood on her face. "So Jiaojiao knew too. No matter what I said, she refused to believe or listen. She just continued as usual, hanging out with him every day. I thought Jiaojiao didn't understand at all."
How could she not understand that she was very insightful in judging men?
Gu Huaijin always thought that she loved Li Xuanbai, which was a joke. She had seen many men like that.
I hang out with him every day, and I don't blame him even if I get implicated by him. It's all for you, Huaijin.
She snuggled in his arms, stretched out her index finger and touched his lips, which was the kind of play she liked.
Gu Huaijin lowered his eyes, opened his mouth, and put her fingertips into his mouth.
She laughed. Why was he so shameless now? "What are you doing? Are you not angry anymore?"
"I wasn't angry in the first place."
She laughed coolly.
Okay, whatever you say is what it is.
But I got the kiss, and then it was on to the next step.
She touched his lips: "When should I go down the mountain?"
Thick clouds gathered outside the window, and suddenly there was a downpour, causing the window sashes to creak open and close in the wind. Gu Huaijin got up and closed the window.
When he came back, besides the black blood spurting from the wound, there were also some messy raindrops on his collar.
He asked softly, "What did you say?"
Her heart skipped a beat and she could hardly breathe.
He pulled her in front of him, lowered his eyes lovingly and kissed her lips, saying gently: "Jiaojiao, I want you to say it again."
Looking at the redness that suddenly welled up in his eyes, Nan Qiongshuang suddenly realized that she had made a wrong move today.
It's too early. He's injured now and can't bear it.
His tears had gathered a more intense red color, three times brighter than before, and gushed out from the bottom of his eyes, flowing straight down, forming two straight lines.
But he still smiled warmly: "Go ahead."
His face was pale and his tears were scarlet.
She suppressed the anxiety in her heart. What was wrong with this person? After being poisoned by a Gu, would he bleed when he cried?
He lowered his eyes and saw that the wound he had just cut was bleeding again, perhaps because of the surge of blood. It had never healed in the first place, and now the shiny black blood was flowing down unhindered. The two men's white clothes looked hideous.
If this continues, the person might really die from blood loss.
He couldn't die here yet.
She closed her eyes and held his face with both hands: "...Okay, Huaijin. I..."
"Jiaojiao, say it again."
He was shaking, his body was not sure if it was shivering or twitching, but he kept shaking, and tears of blood fell down, dripping onto his snow-white clothes.
"Tell me. Where to go. With whom. Tell me."
She rarely admitted that she had said something wrong and became annoyed: "I'm sorry, don't get excited. Look at you, Huaijin."
As she spoke, she stretched her arms over his neck and clasped them, then she knelt straight up and leaned into his arms, stroking his back again and again.
He took advantage of the situation and put his arms around her slender waist, his teeth trembling. "You're already in this state, and you still want to go down the mountain? You still want to go down the mountain? Jiaojiao?"
"We've already kissed each other, and he's been thrown into jail for you. Why won't you give up? What's so good about him? You know he's the kind of person who can be exploited by anyone. For his own sake, he doesn't even care about your safety. Why won't you give up, Jiaojiao?"
"Speak, Jiaojiao, speak!"
It was the first time she heard him being mean to her.
She was a little annoyed at her slip of the tongue. She knew he was abnormal, but she still had to provoke him.
She lowered her eyes and kissed away his dripping tears of blood, "Okay, Huaijin, don't be angry..."
"Angry? Why would I be angry? Why would I be angry with Jiaojiao?"
As he said this, he untied her from his arms, pressed her wrist and threw her onto the bed, then pressed his whole body on her again.
It was over, she knew. It was like this again.
She closed her eyes in resignation.
Gu Huaijin pressed his whole body against her, not allowing her to move or separate. He wanted to support her face with his elbows, but as soon as he exerted force with the arm that was infected by the poisonous insect, he groaned and fell on her.
"Huai Jin!"
He looked painful for a moment, and his already pale face was covered with sweat. Because of the whiteness on his face, the red circles around his eyes and under his eyes were even more vivid, making him look inappropriately charming.
The man was breathing slightly, and crystal-clear cold sweat was flashing on the tip of his nose.
Yes, he was always like this. No matter how fragile he was, he never looked awkward. Instead, the more broken he became, the more transparent he became, like a handful of shards of ice tinkling when they collided.
Blood and tears fell on her face one by one, and they shattered so beautifully that she was stunned for a moment.
"Jiaojiao." He had no idea what she was thinking. While enduring the pain, he forced himself to hold on. He gritted his teeth and clasped her five fingers one by one, until they were interlocked.
"Why did you help him? Why did you agree to let him go down the mountain? Why did you want to go down the mountain with him? Why did you insist on going down the mountain with him when you knew he was not trustworthy? Answer me."
"Do you like him? Do you like him or not? What do you think? Do you like him or me?"
"When did you agree to go down the mountain with him? Why did you agree to do that? What else did you agree to do? What did you say when I showed up? From Bodhi Pavilion..."
The voice was filled with hatred. "What did you say when you came out of the Bodhi Pavilion and deliberately passed by me? What did you say in the wooden corridor? How did you end up kissing while talking? Speak, tell me."
Nan Qiong Shuang had thought she would be afraid of him going crazy like this. But perhaps she had seen this before in him, or perhaps she kind of liked his anxiety, or perhaps...
...Or maybe she liked his looks, handsome, elegant, cold and elegant like bamboo and jade, but with red eyes and tears in his eyes, he couldn't help but confirm his love to her.
Nan Qiong Shuang had seen many men who acted bossy and bossy. She could deal with them perfunctorily, but she didn't like any of them.
Only a handsome man like this who begs her with tears in his eyes will make her look twice.
What's more, he is a handsome man who will become strong as time goes by and allow her to play the victim.
It's quite funny when he goes crazy. Why didn't she notice it before?
She watched him with great interest as he tortured himself and shed tears. At this moment, she suddenly understood the look Li Xuanbai had given her in the wooden corridor today.
——I know it’s immoral and shameful, but I just like it.
She couldn't help laughing and tilted her head to laugh out loud.
Gu Huaijin, who was crying, was stunned for a moment.
"Jiaojiao...what are you laughing at?"
"I..." She covered her lips, looking at his stunned and somewhat obedient expression, and couldn't help smiling.
How wicked, so wicked. She was just like Li Xuanbai in this respect.
"...Still laughing?" He was almost a little confused. "I'm like this, and you're still laughing?"
It's because of you that I'm smiling, Huai Jin.
She didn't dare to say this. She put her hand on his face and was about to help him wipe away some of the blood and tears, but suddenly the object that had been ready to explode was pressed against the door again, as angry as he was.
She was no longer surprised by his behavior and smiled lazily:
“…What are you doing?”
"Answer me. I'm asking you a question. What are you laughing at?"
Another shudder. She couldn't help but tilt her neck back.
When she suddenly tilted her neck back, Gu Huaijin didn't know what he was thinking about. He lowered his eyes and his Adam's apple rolled unbearably for a while.
She put her hands behind his neck and scratched with her thumbs. "You want an answer? No."
Gu Huaijin has always been a person who doesn't know how to get angry, and this is the only way to vent his anger.
"No? You dare to tell me no?" His tone became more sinister and he rubbed against her more.
It made her feel hot all over.
However, how could such a cold and abstinent person become so tormented every day after seeing her?
She laughed, "What are you doing? Forcing me?"
He took a long breath, and the arm on the other side that was infected by the insect finally couldn't hold on. He fell down and leaned over her ear, breathing hard.
But, he still refused to stop.
One by one, long, heavy, uncontrollable hums.
Very similar to...
She laughed.
Hadn't I said it before? She liked men to lose control for her, to be unable to restrain themselves, to be unable to live or die for her.
She is good-looking, looks even better when she cries, sounds good when she breathes, and is fun to tease. She likes Gu Huaijin.
She closed her eyes, hugged his back, and this time it was her turn to rub his eyebrows and whisper in his ear:
"I like you, Huaijin."
"But if you want an answer—no."
Two sentences and two bursts of gentle blue breath brushed against his earlobe, making it extremely itchy. He wanted to reach out and scratch under his skin.
"If I say... I don't have an answer, will Huai Jin be angry?"
His eyelashes fluttered twice, and he teased her even more.
"angry."
She smiled. "What should we do then...? Do you want me to..."
She reached down and touched the thing that had been coveting her for a long time, with evil intentions.
Gu Huaijin snorted uncontrollably and bit his lip.
She laughed happily. Who would be unable to bear it if someone dared to use this trick to interrogate her?
"What's wrong, Huaijin..." She gently massaged his arm, kissed his earlobe, and whispered in his ear with a deliberate sigh, "Does your arm hurt? Where is it hurt?"
He leaned over her neck, unable to get up, and clasped her hands, almost hurting her.
But it doesn't matter, she loves pain too.
"Jiaojiao..." He panted even more heavily, as if his entire chest was buzzing, and he was helpless like a fish on a chopping board:
"Don't move, you..."
"Me?" She kissed the end of his eyebrow and smiled softly, "You've been tormenting me like this. I thought you liked it."
"I..." He buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled. After that, he couldn't say anything more. In fact, it was more than just being unable to speak. He wished he could remain silent.
He slowly grasped the brocade quilt beside her long hair, making it messy.
Her hands became more and more presumptuous, and her five fingers slowly closed together and clasped tightly, but she just held on and refused to move.
"Do you like it or not, Huai Jin?" She put her head close to his ear and rubbed it against his like two little animals. His earlobe was already burning hot, and she could hear his temples throbbing just by keeping her head close to his.
Her hands seemed to be throbbing as well.
She couldn't help but gasp.
Normally, this person was too self-disciplined and restrained, locking all his emotions within his rational mind. Yet, he simply endured, not without it, and over time, it accumulated, like a tsunami locked in a small cabinet.
Originally, the cabinet could not lock the sea.
Now, she had only pried open the locked cabinet door a little, and she could already vaguely hear the loud waves inside.
She was also embarrassed for a moment.
I really want to play with him, he is really fun.
However, the raging waves that had been simmering within him for so long were not to be toyed with casually. Those who toy with people's hearts must respect them. If she rashly provoked someone who had reached a breaking point, he would naturally be annihilated, but she might not gain anything either.
Suddenly, she heard him take a breath involuntarily beside her ear: "...I don't like it."
She shuddered all over, sparks running down her spine and through her body, leaving behind a shudder of excitement.
She laughed. "Really?"
Gu Huaijin still didn't understand her. He didn't know that if he said "I like you," she would just find it boring and let him go; if he said "I don't like you," she would be itching to let him go, and she would never give up.
Don't you like it? Really?
She hates people who are stubborn the most and likes to use soft tactics to force people.
She went to kiss his ear gently, and now his whole body was as hot as a branding iron, and even she was anxious when she pressed her lips against it.
She kissed him and coaxed him with words: "Huai Jin, I like you." At the same time, she moved her hands slowly, holding the finger in her palm and massaging it slowly, intentionally stretching out all the sensations so as not to make him explode, but she would never let him go easily.
Gu Huaijin almost started humming, swaying unconsciously, his breathing hitting her ears, deafening.
"Bright..."
With such heavy and disordered breathing, the person was already struggling to survive.
"...Hmm." She closed her eyes and continued to kiss him, deliberately breathing down his neck where hair stood on end and beads of sweat rolled down. "Do you like it, Huaijin?"
If you like someone, just say so. If you give in, I might listen. But if you never say it, I'll keep going until you truly lose everything.
Morality, bottom line, face, demeanor, gentleman's mask, do you still want it?
If you want it, just give in and say you like it.
Like me...to do this to you.
"Jiaojiao..." He sighed, "...I don't like you."
"—I love you."
The house was silent for a moment. The sound of the violent storm outside was completely blocked by a thin window panel. The candlelight in the room flickered, filling the room with bright light, warm and peaceful.
He said softly, "I really love you."
These four words made her heart rumble.
She was clearly making things difficult for him and teasing him, so why did he say he loved her at this moment?
Gu Huaijin was truly a man she had never met before. She wanted to see him lose control, lose his composure, to peek into his desires, as if she were intentionally adding salt and vinegar to the water, forcing fish and shrimp to spit out black mud, only to find that it was a clam, frying it in oil and torturing it with fire, only to have it spit out pearls.
She felt a little powerless for a moment.
After a long time, she loosened her hand, stroked his back, hugged him slowly, and sighed.
Gu Huaijin finally survived, panting, and stretched his intact arm behind her waist, hugging her tightly in a reassuring and broad embrace.
"Bright."
She looked at the ceiling, not knowing why she had to explain, but she still said:
"I didn't say anything to him, and I wasn't actually helping him. He did say that Heng Huang might be plotting against him, so he asked me to help pass on the message. He offended Heng Huang because of me, so I agreed at the time. But inside Bodhi Pavilion, he involved me like that, and I didn't want to help him anymore. So I helped him, tricked him, and deliberately got him hurt."
"I didn't expect him to kiss me. On stage, he threw his natal bead in my face, so when I saw him again, I really wanted to slap him. I was arguing with him, so I didn't leave with Senior Brother Yi. Then, during the argument, I threw his natal bead into the water, and he..."
"Did you throw your natal pearl into the water?" Gu Huaijin suddenly stood up and looked down at her.
His whole body was numb and he fell against her neck, unable to move. When he leaned over, she realized that the man who was usually as cold and aloof as a banished immortal actually had a circle of charming red at the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose. Because he had just kissed her hard, his lips were also red, but he was so white, and the contrast between the two made him look so delicate and beautiful that it was heart-pounding.
It is true that the more broken he is, the more touching he is, and the more emotional he is, the more beautiful he is.
Her heart skipped a beat.
He himself was completely unaware and asked calmly, "The natal pearl fell into the water? He didn't have time to retrieve it?"
she:……
She said perfunctorily, "Maybe I didn't expect it, and there was such heavy fog at the time."
Gu Huaijin laughed coldly: "Waste. No wonder he jumped into the water that time."
"Are you still angry?" She patted his back and reached out to touch his face.
He closed his eyes and lowered his head to suck her lips. Their wet lips stuck together and he refused to speak anymore.
Kissing is like a person who has lived on the water for a long time suddenly returning to the land, motionless, yet still causing ripples.
She didn't know how long it had been, but she felt dizzy and tilted her head slightly to avoid him, and her face inevitably rubbed against the quilt next to her.
Only then did I realize that the quilt next to me was completely wet, damp and cold.
She was startled and opened her eyes.
The quilt on the bed was completely soaked, and the dark brown blood spread out little by little with him as the center, as if he was using his flesh and blood to nourish a hideous flower.
She hurriedly pushed the person who was pressing his lips away, and he opened his eyes blankly, "What's wrong?"
What's wrong? He actually asked her what's wrong?
She said, "Your blood...!" She pushed him away, sat up, carefully helped him to the head of the bed, and put a soft pillow under him.
Then she let go of his hand and got off the couch, "I'll go find Mr. Qu Shu for you, see why he hasn't come yet."
"Jiaojiao." He pulled her back again, "Come back."
She didn't know what to say. He dragged her back to the edge of the couch. She watched him close his eyes, then turned his head to pursue her lips. She pushed him away a little more:
"Look at yourself, are you trying to kill yourself?"
He opened his eyes, his pupils were moist and tender, with red at the corners of his eyes. He looked at her infatuatedly, holding her hand and pressing it against his waist.
The voice is very soft:
“…No.”
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