Chapter 161 Onpharos 1-15 The owner of the snow-white clothes and feet is a crane...
Wan Di really didn't understand.
In his eyes, giving precious, beautiful, or favorite things is an expression of liking cranes and kites.
What does that mean?
Wan Di doesn't understand.
He paused for a moment, then asked, "What other meaning could it have?"
Crane Kite said angrily, "You know perfectly well what you're doing!"
Wan Di: "...?"
Wan Di: "What...what should I understand?"
For the first time, the crown prince of Suspended Peak City began to doubt his own comprehension abilities.
That's not right. He's obviously good at pleasing children, and he's made He Yuan happy many times before. There seems to be nothing wrong with him this time!
At most, it's just that it wasn't made clear beforehand.
But the black and red seal hanging on He Yuan's ankle was really, really beautiful!
Especially since his entire body was snow-white, this dark color complemented his skin tone even more, and at times, it could even cover up his skin.
...However, Wan Di would rather cover his own name up.
He Yuan ignored him. "Think about it yourself. I'm going back."
With that, He Yuan turned to leave.
Wan Di grabbed his wrist, his gaze darkening. "I don't understand. I hope you can tell me..."
Even a simple hint would be helpful!
Wan Di knows that if your lover is angry, it's best not to ask why they're angry, as that will only escalate the situation.
But he really didn't know the source of He Yuan's anger. If he simply said "I'm sorry" and apologized, it would be seen as perfunctory.
That's all he could say.
He Yuan was being unreasonable from the start, and his reasons couldn't stand up to scrutiny, so he wouldn't say anything.
Of course, he would keep quiet and pretend to be wronged while looking at Wan Di.
Because of her diet and the crane's own body size, the priest was more than a head smaller than Wan Di. She stood there, glaring angrily at Wan Di, as if...
It was like a pampered cat cuddling with him.
Wan Di almost picked the person up on the spot and let the kitten knead him.
In that instant, Wan Di lost all his thoughts.
Even if he wasn't wrong, he is now wrong.
Unexpectedly, it was his own lack of awareness that led to this.
He Yuan tried to move her hands but couldn't break free. She reached out her other hand and groped Wan Di's body, then twisted his waist.
Then it hurt from being hard.
This muscle… He tried his best but couldn’t leave a mark. His arm limply rested on Wan Di’s waist, where it was pressed and enveloped by the man’s hand.
He seemed unaware of the consequences such an action would have.
Unseen by He Yuan, Wan Di's Adam's apple bobbed, and he exerted a little force in his palm, drawing the priest closer to him.
The hand that grabbed the wrist moved up the arm and pressed down on He Yuan's thin back.
The burning heat from the palms seeped through the thin fabric, causing the priest in his arms to tremble slightly.
Seeing that she could no longer maintain her "fierce and menacing" appearance, He Yuan lowered her head somewhat shyly, lost in thought.
After a short while, he seemed to muster up the courage to look up and glare at Wan Di.
"Madmus! Take your hand off!"
"What kind of unruly lover are you!"
Wan Di almost laughed.
But he only smiled, not letting out a laugh that He Yuan could hear.
"I'm sorry, I've never been a lover before, so I don't know what to do."
Wan Di's tone was pleading, but his hands were forceful.
One of his hands was armored, so he used much less force, only lightly wrapping it around He Yuan's waist.
The claws on the armor were so sharp that they could easily tear the priest's clothes when they were in bed, causing them to fall like snowflakes.
He Yuan had some reservations about this, but said nothing after Wan Di bought all his fabric.
He noticed that these men seemed to enjoy tearing his clothes off.
Yingxing especially liked tearing stockings.
Regardless of whether it's white, black, long, or short, once it reaches Yingxing's hands, it's considered scrap.
When I used to go out with Yingxing, I was always the one who lost my stockings the fastest.
—This is based on the premise that He Yuan's daily outfits do not include stockings.
Wan Di liked to tear his shirt, especially the chest and side waist.
It's best to tear it into shreds, leave it half-hanging on your body, then carve it in, push the clothes up with your hands, and watch it fall down as it sways.
Given Wan Di's current state, it's hard for He Yuan to believe he doesn't know how to be a lover.
However, considering that most of the characters in this world are exceptionally talented and self-taught, He Yuan accepted it.
Anyway, he was very satisfied with the service, so there's no need to worry too much about these things.
"Why don't you just ask a few nobles yourself?"
After Wan Di failed to grasp his hand, He Yuan reached out and pushed against the man's chest, trying to get away.
But the heat from Wan Di's burning chest made him shiver in Wan Di's arms.
This is really...
It's really annoying!
"If you want a sincere apology, let go of my hand now!"
He Yuan felt she had made herself clear enough.
Wan Di cleverly let go, but stood firmly in front of He Yuan, casting a shadow that enveloped the priest, making it impossible to find He Yuan's whereabouts.
Bai E chased after He Yuan all the way, but couldn't find him in the small garden.
He had only been to Dawn Cloud Cliff when he first started taking classes. Now that he had graduated and had only been in Ohmah for a short time, he was not very familiar with the place yet.
In addition, the nobles here all acted arrogantly, so even if he just wanted to ask for directions, they couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention.
After all, these people are so self-righteous about owing their debts, how could they possibly respect Bai E, this rural lad?
Bai E searched for a long time but couldn't find He Yuan. Instead, she saw Wan Di's back.
—In the entire Ohm, the only one with paint patterns on his body, a bare upper body, and golden-red hair is Wan Di.
Since we can't find He Yuan, we can talk to Wan Di instead.
Let's talk about how Wan Di cheated and swindled people for three years.
Bai E strode forward, and when he saw the snow-white hem of Wan Di's clothes at his feet, he had a bad feeling.
He tiptoed to the other side of the bushes beside them and squatted down, peering through the gaps in the grass to observe the situation on the other side.
That is...
The owner of the snow-white clothes and feet is He Yuan.
Now, the priestess, dressed entirely in white, is stretching out her arms to encircle the neck of the Crown Prince of Suspended Peak City, tilting her head back to receive a passionate kiss from the other.
Bai E thought, this is indeed a good place for a secret rendezvous.
But why was he angered after only one visit? Wan Di deceived He Yuan for three years, so why would He Yuan be willing to kiss Wan Di here?
Bai E suppressed his anger and stared intently at the two people who were kissing passionately.
He saw that He Yuan's body was flushed pink from being kissed, filled with an alluring color.
Those pale pink lips were kissed until they turned bright red, and the saliva that dripped from the corners of her mouth was swallowed by Wan Di, her entire lips were enveloped.
Like a powerless dodder vine, it clung softly and weakly to Wan Di, its toes forced off the ground, only able to gently hook onto Wan Di's calves.
Through the swaying hem of her clothes, Bai E could even see her taut calves on the ground.
He desperately wanted to rush out and separate the two of them, but reason told him that he had already angered He Yuan and couldn't do anything foolish.
He could only watch as the two exchanged a long kiss, and as He Yuan leaned against Wan Di's chest, her face flushed.
Fortunately, they were about to speak.
Bai E pricked up her ears, intending to hear how Wan Di would coax people.
"Was the kiss comfortable this time?" Wan Di asked, dragging He Yuan's chubby thighs and whispering in the priest's ear.
He Yuan would never say that he enjoyed being kissed.
"...It's barely passing."
Wan Di didn't care about his insincere words and lowered his voice a little: "I've heard that nobles like to have their lovers serve them with their mouths. I wonder if I have that honor?"
The hand supporting the fat pried open a small gap, letting a bit of fabric fall in, only to be caught by the tense flesh.
He Yuan punched him, "Where did you learn all this from!"
Wan Di sighed, "Didn't you keep saying you were in pain and complaining that I didn't expand it enough? I couldn't just watch you suffer, could I?"
Moreover, Wan Di has always been very goal-oriented.
My childhood goal was to escape the underworld and constantly fight against death.
His childhood goal was to build an army, avenge his father, and end the perverse "conflict" in Suspended Peak City.
After everything was over, when he arrived in Ohma, before he could begin a new chapter, his goals had changed from one to two.
To help the clansmen find their true parents, and—
Learn how to pursue the person you like, and learn how to please them in every way possible.
Wan Di did not grow up in Xuanfeng City, and he lived and ate with the army he had built. He was authoritative, but he was approachable in ordinary times.
His upbringing included nothing about the idea that pleasing others was wrong.
So he learned it.
Moreover, his studies were not in vain.
He received a great deal of positive feedback from He Yuan.
The crane kite is amazing.
He was clearly the one being served, the kind who never put in any effort in bed, yet Wan Di's techniques always managed to elicit many adorable reactions from him.
On the contrary, Wan Di was pleased.
Even if He Yuan didn't do those things, the reactions he showed through his body alone would be enough for Wan Di to savor for a long time.
They had only kissed for a short while, but He Yuan seemed to be completely captivated by him, her eyes sparkling with desire and her pupils unfocused.
Even though it's perfectly comfortable, they still stubbornly insist that it's nothing special.
Wan Di wished he could carry the person back to the Bathing Palace right now and use those methods on him.
Bai E's eyes blazed with fury.
Damn it, so this is the method Wan Di used!
They had been together for three years, so Wan Di must have known every sensitive spot on He Yuan's body and what she liked, so he easily won her over with his good looks!
However, Bai E also gained something.
At least he knows how to work hard.
He has to work hard to earn money to buy nice things, and also buy some useful books for studying in bed; he can't rely solely on brute force.
Bai E still felt a little guilty when talking about that night.
That was his first time.
Prior to this, Bai E had never studied these things in depth, only having a general understanding.
When it came time to go into battle, he had no skills, so he just relied on his brute strength to hold He Yuangan all night.
The main impression is that this position allows for deep penetration and provides great pleasure for the recipient.
But he didn't realize that going too deep would be uncomfortable.
Crane and Kite didn't feel much pain, but the soreness and swelling from being stretched out didn't count.
But—but when He Yuan's lower abdomen swelled up, Bai E almost had a nosebleed.
Such a beautiful view made him determined to stay overnight.
He now regrets not exploring more that night, otherwise he wouldn't be wandering around like a headless fly now.
Fortunately, at least we have a direction now.
Bai E squatted in the grass, watching Wan Di pick up He Yuan, as if preparing to go back.
He vaguely heard Wan Di say, "The High Priest has twisted his ankle, I've come to take him home."
"And the day for interpreting the oracle is approaching, so I'll go lend a hand."
So skilled!
Bai E could easily guess how well Wan Di had been eating these past few years!
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Author's note: Let me think about how to write this. [hugs]
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