Chapter 56: A Drunken Kiss
Sang Ying blinked, realizing what he meant. Her ears immediately turned red, and she scratched at the scales on the dragon's tail with her fingernails. She whispered, "I read about the precautions for the dragon clan's heat cycle. It's not necessary to cultivate together."
The young man released her wrist, looking quite agreeable and easy to talk to. "Then, junior sister, please continue."
Sang Ying: "...Then I'll give it a try."
She really couldn't lift her hand anymore.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon's tail wrapped around her waist, the young man's fingers gripped her waist, and he pulled her onto his back, his clear voice low.
"Didn't you learn a lot the other day, junior sister?"
Sitting in his lap, with her hand on his shoulder, Sang Ying looked into his dark eyes.
This posture reminded her of the first night she cultivated. It was just like that. She was so angry that he was on top of her, so she insisted that he hold her and make her sit up.
Sang Ying felt a little uncomfortable, and her face turned even redder. Fortunately, he couldn't see her expression, which made her feel a little relieved.
"Reading books is one thing, but you don't have any practical experience. You're the one who asked me to try it. I won't be responsible if I hurt you or anything."
The young man leaned against the headboard, the soft glow of the jewel illuminating him. His eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, clear and jade-like, and the jade dragon horns on his forehead were lustrous and lustrous, both enchanting and gorgeous.
"Yes, I won't have any objections to what my junior sister does to me."
Sang Ying stared at his face, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and the thought of what she was going to do to him in a moment made her face involuntarily burn.
She stammered, "You promise? Then...then shall I begin?"
The young man chuckled softly, raising his fingertips to caress her wrist. "Junior sister, you're not scared, are you?"
"How is that possible!"
Sang Ying's hands were trembling slightly, and she really didn't know where to start. After thinking for a moment, she rolled down, ran to the table, picked up a pot of green pear wine, and gulped it down.
Xiao Lingzhou always said that alcohol emboldens cowards, and last time she wrote the divorce agreement after drinking.
Xie Lingyu heard her drinking water and assumed she was thirsty, so she didn't pay any attention.
After a while, I heard her walk back, but this time her steps were a little unsteady, as if she was unsteady. When she got to the edge of the tatami, she stopped moving and squatted down.
Xie Lingyu parted the light gauze bed curtains and sensed with her spiritual sense that she was squatting into a ball. She laughed, "Junior Sister's way of backing out is quite ingenious. Is she pretending to be a mushroom?"
The girl finally stirred when she heard the sound. She slowly raised her head, her wet eyes looking at him, and tilted her head slightly: "...Who are you?"
As soon as she spoke, Xie Lingyu smelled the alcohol and immediately realized that her hurried actions just now were actually due to drinking.
He frowned slightly, noticing her poor health and her attempt to drink. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the ground. Before she could even stand up properly, she was dizzy and swayed, crashing her head into him.
"Hmm!"
Her chin hit her collarbone, she cried out in pain, her eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she quickly covered her mouth.
"let me see."
Xie Lingyu quickly pulled her hand down and lifted her small face, but then realized she couldn't see it. She paused for a moment, then asked, "Where does it hurt?"
The girl's voice was muffled: "Ugh...uh."
Fearing she might have bitten her tongue, Xie Lingyu cupped her face with her fingertips, gently kissed her, parted her lips, and probed inside with her tongue to check the situation.
It tasted like green pear wine. There was a faint smell of blood, but thankfully it wasn't a tongue injury, but rather a cut on the inside of my lower lip from being hit by my teeth.
Having located the wound, Xie Lingyu released her and was about to take out some ointment to apply to her when the girl in front of her suddenly covered her mouth and widened her eyes.
"Kiss me!"
This was the first time Xie Lingyu had seen her drunk. So this was what she looked like. He chuckled and said, "Yes, we kissed."
The girl panicked, "How could you kiss me? I already have a husband! You bastard, pervert, lecher!"
Xie Lingyu was stunned. She didn't expect that even though she didn't recognize him when she was drunk, she still remembered that she had a husband.
He twisted open the medicine box and said slowly, "But I've already kissed you, what are you going to do now?"
Sang Ying frowned, her eyes moist, her face grave: "Then it seems I have no choice but to kill you. You forced me to this. Take this... um."
Her face was pinched into a puffy little bun, and she was forced to open her mouth. Xie Lingyu dipped her fingertip in some ointment, put it inside the bleeding wound, and applied it. Her spiritual energy dissolved and absorbed it.
The medicine took effect very quickly on the minor injury, and Sang Ying no longer felt the pain. She smacked her lips and heard the young man in front of her ask, "Who is your husband?"
Without hesitation, Sang Ying replied, "Xie Lingyu."
Xie Lingyu paused, a smile spreading across her lips. She cupped the girl's face in her fingers, making her look at her own face. "Then take a good look again. Who am I?"
Sang Ying narrowed her eyes and leaned closer to examine it carefully. After looking it over twice, she uttered a sentence: "I don't know, but it's definitely not Xie Lingyu."
Why not?
Sang Ying raised her hand, touched his eyes with her fingers, and muttered, "Xie Lingyu's eyes are much prettier than yours. They're so black and bright, like black glass that's been washed with water. They're the kind of black glass that looks very valuable. They'd definitely hold their value if you collected them."
Xie Lingyu couldn't see her eyes, but she could feel her gaze fixed on them, intense and direct, and her tone of voice was light and cheerful.
He lowered his eyelashes, but he could no longer see them; he had nothing left to please her.
"But I like his tail even more!"
Sang Ying continued talking non-stop: "It's so beautiful, like jade. The tuft of white fur at the tip of its tail is so cute when it sways back and forth. And those dragon horns are so crystal clear..."
Xie Lingyu was taken aback. She liked his tail and dragon horns.
But it was clear that when he let her touch him before, she showed little interest, only glancing at him before moving away, so he always thought she didn't like it.
As the girl spoke, her gaze fell on the dragon horns on his forehead, and she blinked, "Hey, how come the horns on your head are exactly the same as Xie Lingyu's?"
She reached out and touched it, her slender fingers grasping his dragon horns. She casually stroked them and exclaimed in surprise, "It's real..."
"You don't have a tail, do you?"
Releasing the dragon horns, she searched with her eyes and soon spotted the jade dragon tail, her eyes immediately lighting up.
He pulled the dragon's tail into his arms and, as if he had found a favorite toy, began to stroke it with great interest, his fingers gently caressing the jade-like scales.
"Xie Lingyu's tail is also slippery, but his is very cold, icy cold, and I shiver every time it wraps around me. Yours is warm."
As she glided to the tip of the tail and touched the golden ring at the end, her ears suddenly turned slightly red, and her voice became softer: "Xie Lingyu also has this, but it's not pure gold anymore. He and I cultivated it together, so it has an extra red stripe on it."
"Let me count yours, one..."
Sang Ying stopped talking as she twirled the golden ring between her fingers, but apart from the crimson mark she had just seen, there was nothing else.
The dragon tail in her hand swayed, the tuft of white hair at the tip brushing against her palm. "Why did you stop counting?"
Sang Ying slowly raised her eyes, a hint of sympathy in her eyes: "Are you unable to do it either?"
Xie Lingyu narrowed her eyes slightly: "Also?"
Sang Ying nodded: "Xie Lingyu is not an option. Rongrong's mother told me that dragons usually need at least ten days to cultivate together during their hot period, but he only had one night. Because of this, the dragons in the clan sent him a lot of medicine."
She patted his dragon tail. "Don't be sad. Since you let me touch your tail, I'll have Xie Lingyu share some of the medicine with you."
Xie Lingyu: "..."
He was clearly worried that she was too weak to take it, but she interpreted it as him being incapable.
Xie Lingyu pulled the person into her arms, pinched her cheek, and made her look at her with her drunken eyes. Her tone was unfriendly, "Take another good look at who I am?"
The aroma of the pear wine was overwhelmed by another scent, a familiar one, cool yet comforting. Sang Ying, still dazed, blinked and looked at the person in front of her.
Suddenly, she jumped in fright, as if startled, "Xie Lingyu!?"
Seeing that she finally recognized her, Xie Lingyu gave a light hum, "Junior Sister, do you still remember what you promised to do?"
Sang Ying, drunk, of course didn't remember.
"Promise what?"
Xie Lingyu slowly repeated the story, expecting the girl to be embarrassed and at a loss after hearing it. Unexpectedly, she nodded thoughtfully, looking at him with her clear eyes.
"Xie Lingyu, you really are no good anymore. I have to do even this kind of thing."
Xie Lingyu: "..."
He decided to leave the matter of her taking the initiative for another time; for now, he needed to prove himself to her properly to prevent her from questioning his abilities every day.
Just as he was about to turn her over by grabbing her waist, the girl released his dragon tail. "Sigh, well, I'll do it then."
Xie Lingyu paused, then heard the rustling of fabric and the clinking of beads on her dress.
The sheer fabric was parted, glistening in the air, and then scattered to the ground piece by piece.
Xie Lingyu couldn't see her, but he could smell that the faint floral fragrance on her body had become stronger, floating in the air. Her fingers, which were clasped around her waist, pulled her clothes away, leaving them clinging to him without any obstruction, at a temperature that was warm to him.
And the one sitting in his lap, there was no longer any barrier between them; she was petite, cool, and soft.
She felt like a porcelain doll nestled in his arms.
The commotion quickly subsided. She grabbed his hand, pulled it to the back of her neck, and covered the knot of the red string with it, her voice troubled, "Xie Lingyu, I can't untie it."
Xie Lingyu fumbled around for a moment, then loosened the knot with his knuckles. The taut red rope immediately came loose, and a cool piece of fabric landed right on his dragon tail.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief and tossed the small piece of fabric aside. "Hmm, let me think, where should I start..."
"That's right!"
The girl in his arms helped him sit up a little by supporting his shoulders. After fidgeting for a while, she looked down at him from above, and the white rabbit's tail was right in front of his face.
"Alright, let's begin."
Xie Lingyu couldn't see her, but she could smell the floral scent on her very close, sweet and cloying, like it was coated with honey.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his breathing became heavier. "Hmm?"
Sang Ying, who was drunk, only then noticed the abnormality in his eyes and waved her hand in front of his dull eyes.
"Xie Lingyu, can't you see?"
"Um."
After receiving an affirmative answer, Sang Ying thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then listen to me."
"I said, didn't you always kiss me first? And most of the time it was here..."
As Xie Lingyu listened to her, he felt her lean closer, her hand on his shoulder, her fragrance enveloping him. Then, his lips were gently touched by the soft tip of a rabbit's tail.
"Let's kiss," she said.
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