Chapter 103 "Little Guanyin, please help me..."
Yan Jiarou's fair cheeks gradually flushed pink, her thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she let out a soft moan, reminding him in a low voice, "Brother, I...I just...received the antidote not long ago..."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile, "Oh?" "What do you mean? You've eaten your fill and now you're abandoning me?"
"No...no, I mean, I just got the antidote, it should last me a few days. When I have an attack, you can come and help me, brother..."
Xiao Che narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this the same thing? Just because your strange illness hasn't flared up, you forbid me from coming to see you, is that it?"
He massaged her shoulders, turned her around, and reached out to stroke the tip of her nose: "You little ingrate. You only think of me when you're sick. I treated your illness, but now you refuse to treat mine?"
Yan Jiarou was confused and hadn't really thought things through. She just felt a little ashamed by what he said and subconsciously retorted, "No...no...I didn't do that..."
However, Xiao Che said she refused to cure his illness.
She looked up at him with some concern: "Brother, are you sick?"
Xiao Che grunted in acknowledgment, his expression somewhat serious: "The illness has reached its terminal stage."
Yan Jiarou was startled. She gripped his hand tightly with her small hands and quickly asked, "Ah? What's wrong... Have you called the imperial physician?"
"No, this illness is incurable by any doctor." (I deleted too much and it won't let me save this, so I have to reach the word count like this.)
"It's that serious?" Yan Jiarou's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up and about to fall. "Waaah... Xiao Che, don't scare me... What kind of illness is it..."
Xiao Che suddenly smiled and said in a very irreverent manner, "It's because of Yan Yan that I'm lovesick. The one who tied the knot must untie it. My illness is incurable, and no medicine can cure it. Only my imperial sister can cure it."
Yan Jiarou was stunned for a moment, and after she came to her senses, she couldn't help but raise her hand to hit him: "Xiao Wenqi, you're so bad!"
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Yan Jiarou didn't believe she had held back, but to Xiao Che, her punches were soft and gentle, almost like flirting.
The little rabbit is soft everywhere, even when it hits someone, it's so soft and yielding.
Such a soft body should be pressed down on the bed and pounded away by him.
He let her vent her anger, a smile always playing on his lips. In fact, he felt even more pleased and excited with each hit she gave him.
When she was tired of hitting him, he took her wrist, lowered his head to kiss her fingers, and said with a smile:
"Yes, I'm bad, and my dear sister is good. So, my good sister, could you please help your third brother?"
As he spoke, he slowly took her hand.
Yan Jiarou, bewildered, was guided by him until she touched... Then, as if burned, she jerked her hand back. Her cheeks, already flushed pink, turned even redder, and her earlobes were so red they seemed to bleed: "You... why did you again..."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing on his lips, and deliberately asked her, "What...what's wrong now, hmm?"
The little girl wasn't as shameless as him; she just lowered her head and muttered softly, "Brother, why is it always like this... delete everything..." It's like this almost every time she touches that part of him. Is Xiao Che's body really okay? Why does it always...?
"What's so strange about that?"
He leaned closer... (delete all)... "Because the moment I saw my imperial sister, I... (doed something)..."
Yan Jiarou never expected him to suddenly utter such vulgar words, so blunt... It was utterly shameful. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "You...you're filthy..."
"I'm vulgar?" Xiao Che chuckled ambiguously, speaking slowly and deliberately.
“Baby, that day at the rockery, when you begged me for help, that wasn’t what you said.”
Yan Jia's health has always been poor. Especially after contracting the strange illness, it worsened; she was driven mad by the censorship and angrily deleted two hundred posts.
At this moment, her body gradually... Xiao Che timely pulled her into his arms.
"Xiao Che, no..."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, his finger pointing from...: "Even now, you still don't want it?"
Yan Jiarou blinked and looked at him pitifully, "I have to see my second brother tomorrow morning, so I need to get some rest early tonight..."
"Oh? You only want to see your second brother and don't want to care about your third brother?"
“No… how could I not care about Third Brother?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently shook him, saying, “Tomorrow night, how about tomorrow night?”
"No," Xiao Che said, gently licking and biting the soft, white flesh of her neck, his voice muffled, "I want today. Not just today, I want every day. You can't wait a moment longer."
Yan Jiarou hesitated for a moment: "Brother..."
She frowned slightly, a mixture of doubt and worry in her eyes, and said, "You're not... really sick, are you?"
"Um?"
"Well... I heard there's a disease called sex addiction, which is an addiction to sex. You have to have sex every day..." Little Rabbit bit her finger and asked suspiciously, "You don't actually have this disease, do you? That's why you act like a dog in heat every day."
Xiao Che narrowed his eyes and saw her serious expression. He was so angry that he laughed: "Yeah, I'm addicted to sex. Just wait and I'll fuck you to death in bed."
Yan Jiarou was taken aback, and asked cautiously, "Brother, are you angry?"
Xiao Che ignored her: "Wouldn't you be angry if I said you were sick?"
Yan Jiarou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pleaded with him in a soft voice, "Don't be angry, I was just kidding." Thinking about it carefully, it seems that people from Lanling are naturally enthusiastic about this kind of thing, so Xiao Che's behavior should be normal and not considered a disease.
Besides, he hadn't touched a woman for the previous twenty years because of her, and now that he had suddenly broken his vow, it was understandable that he couldn't control himself for a while.
She didn't want to make him angry anymore. It always took her a long time to coax him, and she was practically traumatized by his anger.
"I'm sorry, brother. I won't say anything out of line again. Please don't be angry with me."
"I'm not very smart, please don't hold it against me. Don't be angry, brother..."
Xiao Che glanced at her and smiled casually: "Just a verbal apology, nothing more?"
Yan Jiarou naturally understood what he meant, and stammered, "But Second Brother..."
Xiao Che clicked his tongue, reached out and pinched her chin, asking her, "Is second brother better or third brother better, hmm?"
"This...this is incomparable..."
"They're both older brothers, why can't they be compared?"
"Hmm... Second brother is the older brother, third brother is different..."
"Oh?" Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, asking with interest, "How is it different?"
Yan Jiarou blushed and said, "You... I've long considered you my husband..."
Hearing the answer he wanted, Xiao Che's mood improved considerably. He stroked her glistening lips with his thumb and continued to coax her, "Then, is your husband better or your second brother better?"
"This... naturally, my husband is the better choice..."
"Oh?" Xiao Che smiled and asked, "What's so good about my husband?"
"Hmm...anywhere is fine..."
"Since I am so good, please help me, my royal sister."
"I have treated my sister's illness many times with great effort. Now I am lovesick for her and have also contracted a sexual dysfunction, which is extremely painful. In return for her kindness, shouldn't my sister help me?"
Yan Jiarou's red lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with moisture, her face blank: "Sex//.yin?"
Xiao Che smiled slightly and said, "Wasn't it you who said that just now, my royal sister? What, are you going back on your word so quickly?"
"Waaah..." Yan Jiarou was speechless. It was true that what she said was true, but was it just something she said casually...? Lanling people are like that by nature, it doesn't count as having sexual desires, so why did he suddenly take it seriously?
Yes, it must have been intentional. So that's where he was waiting for her.
Xiao Che held her hand and guided her slowly downwards, saying in a hoarse voice, "Royal sister, it misses you too. Can you bear to see it like this?"
He rested his chin on the crook of her neck and gently nuzzled it: "Royal sister, Father always says you have a kind heart. You get sad and upset when you see a rabbit injured, and you have to stop to bandage its wounds. He even gave you a nickname, Little Guanyin..."
"Little Guanyin, I've fallen ill because of you, how can you bear to see me like this? Please, have mercy on me..."
Finally, Yan Jiarou couldn't stand his nagging any longer and had no choice but to agree: "...Then remember to wake me up tomorrow morning..."
Xiao Che lowered his head and kissed her forehead, smiling meaningfully: "Okay."
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The bed curtains were drawn low, and two intertwined figures could be vaguely seen on the bed.
The bed... , mixed..., stood out especially clearly in the silent hall. (The entire "Clear Soup Master" scene was deleted.)
Yan Jiarou and Xiao Che intertwined their fingers. She called out sweetly, "Brother..." (The rest of the text is cut off.)
At this crucial moment, Xiao Che suddenly deleted everything. "Don't lock this! I've deleted this part, why is it still locked?"
She opened her hazy eyes, her whole being bathed in... (The reviewer seems to be saying something like, "I don't understand why the female lead can't resemble a peach blossom. Why is this being blocked?") Beautiful and delicate, like a peach blossom in May, already in full bloom, at its most vibrant and alluring.
Her red lips parted slightly. (Delete all.) She shifted uncomfortably. "What's wrong?" she urged him, "Brother..."
"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something and wanted you to promise me." Xiao Che's Adam's apple bobbed, turning a pale red and appearing even larger. His breathing was erratic, and his handsome face showed signs of discomfort. He was clearly not feeling well either. "Little Rabbit, remember this: no matter what happens in the future, you must believe me. Don't believe anyone else, no matter who they are. You can only believe me, understand?"
Yan Jiarou was... and hurriedly cried, "I love you the most in this world, and naturally I only trust you... Brother... please delete everything..."
Hearing the satisfactory answer, Xiao Che smiled and kissed her, then calmed his breathing and gathered his strength to send her to her near death.
This ordeal didn't finally subside until dawn. Xiao Che did call her in the morning, but only with... Yan Jiarou fainted again shortly after waking up.
When she woke up again, she found herself alone. Xiao Che had long since left. The sun was already high in the sky. After thinking for a moment, she decided to endure it and got up to go out.
Unfortunately, by the time she arrived, Xiao Yan and his entourage had already departed the palace and disappeared without a trace; they were probably already outside the city gates. (Too many words were deleted, the word count dropped a level, so it couldn't be saved.)
Not being able to see Xiao Yan one last time, she was inevitably disappointed. She stood there for a long time, lost in thought. When she turned around, she met Xiao Jue.
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