Chapter 55 55 Lusting after his body
Su Xiaoyuan woke up because of the heat.
When she woke up, she found that the cat had crawled into her clothes at some point and was curled up in her arms, with its head resting in the depression in the middle. Its little body was burning hot, as if it was holding a furry hot water bottle.
As soon as she moved, the cat woke up and looked at her with its green eyes narrowed.
Su Xiaoyuan had a strange feeling in her heart. The look in this cat's eyes seemed different from usual. It no longer had the stupidity of a flat-faced cat. It looked wilder and more dangerous, like a beast ready to hunt at any time.
If he hadn't behaved so well, Su Xiaoyuan would have had the illusion that he wanted to eat her.
The cat looked at her for a moment, then stuck out its tongue and began to lick her.
Su Xiaoyuan gently pinched the cat's neck and tried to pull it away from her: "Okay, okay, it's itchy..."
The cat put its two front paws on her and raised its head to act cute: "Meow..."
Su Xiaoyuan's heart almost melted. She let go of the back of his neck and touched the cat's head. What's wrong with a kitten wanting to lick it?
The cat seemed to sense the indulgence of its owner, and changed from tentative licking to unscrupulous licking.
The rough, barbed tongue slowly brushed across Su Xiaoyuan's most tender skin, causing a tingling sensation inside her body, as if someone was slowly brushing her inside with a small brush.
Very comfortable, but also very strange...
She involuntarily twisted her waist to avoid it, but unexpectedly, she brought her most sensitive part to his mouth. The tip of his tongue suddenly brushed across, and both the human and the cat were shocked and stunned.
Then the cat licked it again as if nothing had happened.
The body's reaction was faster and more direct than the brain. Su Xiaoyuan unconsciously clamped her legs together, and her whole body tensed up and trembled.
Then came a torrent of shame and guilt.
Her extremely sensitive skin was affected by just two licks from a cat.
Tears instantly seeped out from the corners of my eyes.
The cat put its little paws on her, its green eyes wide open, and tilted its head to look at her innocently, as if it didn't understand what it had done wrong.
Of course it wasn't the kitten's fault, she was just too...
We are still camping in the temple, and Senior Brother Xiahou is not far away.
Fortunately, the puppet reminded her to bring the barrier magic weapon she bought last time she went shopping. It can form a transparent barrier when placed in front of the bed.
Although she knew that Senior Brother Xiahou could not detect any movement here, Su Xiaoyuan was still so ashamed that she wanted to bury herself.
The cat lay up and stuck out its tongue to roll her tears.
The innocent little kitten was still comforting her.
Su Xiaoyuan wiped her eyes with mixed feelings, touched the cat's head, sat up and straightened her clothes.
The cat lay lazily beside her and looked at her.
The skin there was delicate, and the place where he licked was red, merging with the rosy cheeks and neck, just like the sunset they watched together yesterday.
Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head to tie her belt, glanced at her heart inadvertently, and suddenly froze.
She was familiar with this mark - the one on her neck hadn't faded yet.
She wanted to deceive herself that it was a mosquito bite, but the color and shape were clearly kiss marks.
When did it happen? Why does she have no recollection of it?
She pondered for a moment, and suddenly an idea struck her: could it be that he had done this while drunk that night? No wonder he didn't remember anything.
Her heart was pounding. Besides cultivating Gu with the puppet that night, had she done anything else? How far had she gone?
But no matter how she tried to recall, her memory of that night was blank.
There was no point in thinking too much, she could only comfort herself that fortunately she was with the puppet when she was drunk.
The puppet has no intelligence and is basically just a small toy.
It's no big deal if an adult woman plays with a small toy while drunk.
Thinking this way really makes me feel much more relaxed.
Su Xiaoyuan straightened her lapels, re-tied her belt, and patted her cheeks.
After the abnormal heat on his face subsided, he stood up and put away the screen.
Xiahou Che was sitting by the fire, reading a book. He looked up at the noise and said, "Junior Sister Xiaoyuan, are you awake? It might not be daybreak yet. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
His expression was gentle and natural, without any embarrassment of having just been rejected.
As expected of a top student of the Yunyu Sect, Su Xiaoyuan admired him sincerely.
"I'll guard the fire. Brother Xiahou, go and rest."
Xiahou Che did not refuse. He stood up, walked to the couch and lay down.
After a peaceful night, at dawn, the small wing boat they had booked came to pick them up.
The two men cleaned up the fire in advance, piled the remaining firewood in the corner, put away their bedding, extinguished the sacred fire, and then boarded the wing boat to return to the sect.
Xiahou Che went directly to the temple, and Su Xiaoyuan had to send the cat back, so she could only go back to the dormitory first.
After getting off the wing boat and walking to the courtyard, the cat that had been lying obediently in her arms suddenly struggled and twisted.
"What's wrong, Xiao Shenxing?" Su Xiaoyuan was puzzled.
The cat crawled out of her arms, kicked her arm, and ran into the grass at the door and disappeared.
Did he return to his own territory and become arrogant again?
Su Xiaoyuan felt a little uncomfortable. She thought the cat had finally become close to her, its owner, but it turned out to be just a one-night trial ticket.
She pushed open the door and walked into the yard. The morning light shone through the window, casting a layer of golden light on the cottage, like an impressionist oil painting.
She first walked to the basin and glanced at Fudemort, then pushed open the door and walked into the quiet room.
She was surprised to find the puppet sleeping in her bed.
The girl, who was over 1.9 meters tall, curled up on the small single bed, wearing only a shirt, hugging the quilt she usually covered herself with, with her face buried in the quilt, just like a large dog forgotten by its owner.
Perhaps he heard some noise, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His inorganic black eyes stared at her without blinking: "Why are you back?"
After a moment, he sat up, his long, smooth hair hanging down and winding on the bed, still holding her quilt in his arms: "I'm sorry, I slept in your bed."
"It's okay, it's okay," Su Xiaoyuan said hurriedly, "I'm not here anyway. It must be uncomfortable for you to sleep on the floor all the time, right?"
"The floor isn't uncomfortable," the puppet stood up, turned around, bent over to fold the quilt, and said in a flat voice, "It's just that the bed smells like you, so it's more comfortable."
Su Xiaoyuan's scalp tingled, and she immediately thought of the kiss mark on her heart.
When did the puppet become like this? It must be because she had drunkenly done something to him that night.
She swallowed and asked cautiously, "Fu Tingyun, I drank too much Moon Flower Wine the night before last. I didn't do anything excessive, right?"
As he spoke, the puppet folded the quilt neatly, fluffed the pillow, straightened up, turned around to face her, and looked down at her with his dark eyes full of inhumanity.
Su Xiaoyuan was immediately shrouded in his shadow, and the feeling of oppression that had been diluted by familiarity recently suddenly became extremely strong again.
The puppet tilted its head mechanically: "What's too much? Planting a Gu?"
"Uh..." Su Xiaoyuan couldn't help but take a step back, lowering her head guiltily, not daring to look him in the eye. "I already know about the planting of the Gu, so there's nothing else besides this, right?"
The puppet took two steps closer, lifted her chin with his hand, tilted his head and pecked her on the lips.
Su Xiaoyuan seemed to be electrocuted, her chest rising and falling rapidly: "Fu Tingyun, what are you doing?"
Is this puppet a spirit? Why would he kiss her?
The puppet didn't answer, his pale face expressionless. He just stared at her with his dark eyes, which made her feel creepy.
Su Xiaoyuan was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly, and the puppet kept pressing on her. Before she knew it, her back hit the chest of drawers heavily. The chest of drawers shook, and the small bits and pieces in the drawers clanged.
But the expected pain did not appear. A big hand blocked the space between her back and the cabinet in time, then moved down to her lower back, slid to the side of her waist, and tightened its five fingers.
The puppet came up to her, rubbed her nose, and then bit her lower lip.
Before Su Xiaoyuan could understand what was happening, the puppet's slippery tongue had already traced her lips, penetrated into her lips without resistance, pried open her teeth, and went straight in.
Su Xiaoyuan's ears were buzzing.
What on earth happened? Why did the puppet suddenly start kissing her forcibly?
Did some programming error occur?
"You're distracted." The puppet said lightly, and used one hand to hold her neck. The force was not strong, but it was enough to restrain her.
Su Xiaoyuan was shocked to find that the puppeteer was very skilled. She, a genuine disciple of the Yunyu Sect, was no match for him at all. She was dizzy and could only be led away by him. After a while, her legs became weak and she could not support her body and slid down.
The puppet simply picked her up, holding her neck and the back of her head with one hand, and supporting her waist with the other hand, wrapping her around his waist and kissing her so hard that she couldn't breathe, let alone say anything else.
After the long kiss, the puppet stretched out his long fingers, wiped away the silver threads hanging from the corners of her mouth, and then tried to eat the crystal and trembling tears hanging on her lower eyelashes.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't even have the strength to breathe, and she hung limply on him: "Fu... Fu Tingyun... are you broken..."
Fu Tingyun lowered his eyes to glance at the girl. Her eyes were bright and moist, as if washed by water, but her gaze was unfocused. Her messy hair, damp with sweat, clung to her face and her moist, rosy lips. She herself seemed to be breaking down.
"Xiao Yuan said she wanted to practice tongue-licking," the puppet said calmly, "Xiao Yuan said it felt very comfortable. She said we should practice many times every day until we reach level A."
Su Xiaoyuan was struck by lightning.
She understood it immediately. How could they jump to kissing and licking each other when they hadn't even finished the neck hugging exercise?
After a long time, it turned out that she was drunk and used practice as an excuse, but in fact she was greedy for the puppet's body.
She buried her face in his shoulder in shame: "I was drunk at the time and was just joking."
The puppet grasped the back of her neck, forcing her to look up. His hot lips pressed against hers again: "Puppets don't joke. They only carry out their master's orders."
Su Xiaoyuan wanted to cry but had no tears: "Then can't I cancel the order now?"
Puppet: "The orders that have been given must be completed. Xiao Yuan said that we must train to the first level of Class A."
Su Xiaoyuan: "Wuwuwu..."
The puppet said ruthlessly: "You were distracted again. This time you only got level 4, grade C."
He put her on the bed, used the tip of his tongue to pick up the hair stuck to her lips and licked it, then pushed it into her mouth and swirled around her tongue: "Try again, this time you have to improve at least one level."
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For several days in a row, Su Xiaoyuan practiced dancing during the day and took the cat to guard the fire at night. In between, she also found time to practice with the puppet. She didn't know how many times she practiced, but the best she got was only B grade.
In this way, we were busy until the eve of the parade.
After guarding the fire on the last night, Su Xiaoyuan returned to the dormitory at the hour of Yin. She simply washed up and fell asleep.
The next morning, she woke up and found something glowing beside her bed, so bright that she couldn't open her eyes.
When her eyes adjusted to the light, she looked again and found a dress hanging on the hook of the tent.
The style is somewhat similar to the goddess costume, but it is much more elegant. Although it exposes a lot of skin, it does not make people feel blasphemous.
The most special thing is that there is an unknown layer of fabric covering the outside of the gauze skirt, which sways in the morning breeze and ripples like water.
"Fu Tingyun--" Su Xiaoyuan shouted into the yard.
The puppet walked in with a calm expression: "Awake?"
Su Xiaoyuan's voice trembled: "Did you do this?"
The puppet nodded and said, "I'll compensate you for damaging your clothes."
After a pause, he asked, "Does Xiaoyuan like it?"
Su Xiaoyuan nodded vigorously: "I like it, I like it very much..."
For the first time in her life, she felt like crying because of the beauty of the clothes.
"Try it on." The puppet's eyes were as gentle as water waves.
Su Xiaoyuan sat up and picked up the dress. She felt it was cool to the touch, as if she was holding a handful of clear spring water. The dress also flowed between her fingers like spring water.
Looking closely, it is not cloth, but countless beads strung together with extremely thin transparent silk thread.
She finally understood where all the raindrops in the city had gone.
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