Chapter 79: A new cure for the strange illness is unlocked.
Xiao Che's wickedness infuriated Yan Jiarou, who reached out to hit him. However, she was limp and powerless, so what seemed like a playful fight was more like flirting.
Even though she was too weak, she still had to make one thing clear to Xiao Che: "You...you mustn't do that kind of thing in front of my portrait..."
Xiao Che exclaimed "Oh?" and asked with a smile, "Why?"
"!!! What's the reason for this! It's just that it can't be done..." It's too shameful for Xiao Che to read aloud in front of her portrait. How could she allow it!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Che curled his lips and shamelessly said, "Oh, I see. Baby doesn't allow me to sketch in front of your portrait, but actually she wants me to sketch in front of you, right?"
Yan Jiarou was stunned, unable to believe that Xiao Che would be so shameless. Feeling increasingly uncomfortable, she shook her head, crying, "No, no..."
"If it's not true, it's not true. Why are you crying?"
Xiao Che gently licked away her tears and coaxed her, "I can't use the things your second brother gave me, Yan Yan. What do you think we should do?"
Yan Jiarou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she shook her head in confusion.
Xiao Che curved his lips into a beautiful smile, and pressed his thumb against her lips, asking suggestively, "Use it here, okay?"
Yan Jiarou stared at him blankly, and when she realized what he meant, her beautiful eyes widened in horror.
Xiao Che is telling her to just take it with her mouth... How can that be allowed...?
"Is it not possible? But Yan Yan, this is the best way right now. Do you want me to look at your portrait... Besides, that condom is too tight and can't be used at all. Baby, to be honest, I have no other choice."
"So why not just use the most gentle sucking method? Baby's lips and tongue are so soft, just a gentle lick and I'll be completely subdued, wouldn't that be better?"
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow: "Do you mean I want to look at your portrait..."
Yan Jiarou immediately retorted, "I...of course I don't want to!"
"Then use baby's mouth... If Yan Yan has my thing in her mouth, I won't do anything bad to your portrait, okay?"
"And if you keep it in my mouth, I definitely won't be able to bear that intoxicating feeling, and it will be over very quickly, really."
"So, baby, okay?"
Yan Jiarou was stunned for a moment. She was out of her mind and actually felt that what Xiao Che said made some sense. At least Xiao Che would not do that kind of thing to her portrait, and it would end this absurd situation sooner.
So she nodded dazedly, letting Xiao Che do as he pleased, until that huge, terrifying object was forced into her mouth, making her feel incredibly bloated. Only then did she wake up as if from a dream, but it was too late.
She knelt before him, looking up at him pitifully, her eyes brimming with tears. Because she had his penis in her mouth, she could only make muffled sounds.
Xiao Che was also in a bad mood; the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his Adam's apple was flushed red, bobbing up and down, which looked particularly conspicuous.
“Baby, don’t bite,” he said, his Adam’s apple bobbing, his voice unusually low and hoarse. “Good boy, if you don’t want to live a life of widowhood in the future, then put your incisors away.”
Yan Jiarou was startled, thinking she had really bitten Xiao Che, and immediately withdrew her teeth.
Xiao Che chuckled softly, "Baby is so good."
Seeing how well-behaved the little princess was, he couldn't help but start being cheeky again: "Why are you suddenly so obedient? Are you really that afraid of living like a widow, hmm?"
He took advantage of the fact that Yan Jiarou couldn't speak at the moment, and could only look at him with a hint of resentment, her eyes gradually welling up with tears.
Xiao Che's Adam's apple bobbed, realizing he had gone too far. He raised his hand to rub her head and coaxed her softly, "Alright, Third Brother won't tease you anymore. Our Yan Yan is the best girl."
"Let's get down to business."
He tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and rubbed his head with his large hand, beginning to instruct her: "Didn't you love eating that lactose syrup the most in the summer? How do you add it? Forgot? From bottom to top, slowly, take it step by step..."
Yan Jiarou, still confused, began to do as he said.
She didn't know if she had done the right thing, but Xiao Che's breathing was obviously getting heavier and heavier, and the hand holding the back of her head tightened its grip. She saw lust on his face, and it was the first time she had seen him show such an almost uncontrollable expression of indulgence.
Xiao Che was always cold and aloof in front of others, his whole body was soaked in ice and snow, as if he was indifferent to everything and everyone.
She had once fantasized about what it would be like for such a person to become tainted with love jade.
So that's how it is. She stared at him, stunned; he was even more alluring than she had imagined…
She struggled to hold his thing in her mouth; she certainly didn't like doing this, but she found that she actually quite liked the feeling of being in control of Xiao Che.
Noticing her gaze, Xiao Che lifted his eyelids, glanced down at her, and smiled with pleasure: "You like looking at me that much?"
Yan Jiarou's face flushed, and she blinked nervously before instinctively lowering her eyelids.
A soft laugh came from above: "What are you hiding for?"
His voice, tinged with the scent of jade, had a languid huskiness: "I was always yours, you can look at me however you want."
Yan Jiarou looked up and stared at him blankly.
She thought that there was probably no one in the world who could smile more beautifully than him.
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow and gently tapped her forehead: "It's okay to look, baby, don't stare like an idiot. Why aren't you licking it anymore?"
He said, "Don't be lazy."
Yan Jiarou then came to her senses and started working on the project again.
Xiao Che tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing, and let out a suppressed snort: "Uh... baby is so good."
No one dislikes being praised, especially Yan Jiarou.
She had heard somewhere that some men liked to curse in bed to enhance their pleasure, which shocked her. Fortunately, Xiao Che never cursed at her.
Xiao Che never hesitated to praise her in matters of the heart.
She loved it when he praised her, even in things like this.
Although she didn't like what she was doing, she was naturally willing to work harder after receiving praise from Xiao Che.
She didn't know how much time had passed, so long that her mouth was almost stiff. The thing she had hit throbbed, and finally the metal was embedded in her throat.
Her beautiful eyes widened, her mind went blank, and she subconsciously swallowed.
My body immediately had a very strange reaction, which was almost the same as after the blood was drawn, but even more intoxicating.
It was as if I had taken some kind of drug; the clamoring desire was finally soothed, a kind of indescribable joy.
Yan Jiarou slumped against Xiao Che with a dazed look in her eyes, and it took her a while to recover.
His strange symptoms subsided, and his rationality gradually returned.
My first thought was, "I've been tricked by Xiao Che again!"
Why did she believe he would end it so quickly?
Realizing what she had done, Yan Jiarou stared blankly into the air, then suddenly burst into tears.
This startled Xiao Che. He helped her up, cupped her face, still flushed and streaked with tears, and said softly, "What's wrong? Is my stuff useless?"
"No..." Yan Jiarou shook her head, sobbing, "It worked..."
Xiao Che chuckled: "Then why are you crying? Is it too awful to drink?"
Yan Jiarou shook her head: "No... it's not bad to drink..." It didn't have a strange taste, and the texture was about the same as milk.
She cried because she couldn't accept that she had done such a thing; a girl from a good family wouldn't do such a thing.
She wasn't in a good mood, and she wrapped her arms around his waist somewhat dependently, burying her face in his chest: "Xiao Wenqi," she said in a muffled voice, "you...you're not allowed to tell anyone, understand?"
Xiao Che simply smiled.
Yan Jiarou became a little anxious and looked up at him: "What are you laughing at! I said you're not allowed to tell anyone, did you hear me!"
“Ancestor, please be reasonable,” Xiao Che smiled indulgently, “Who can I talk to about this kind of thing?”
Yan Jiarou blinked. Judging from Xiao Che's words, he wouldn't tell anyone. She gave a soft snort and raised her chin, saying, "That's more like it."
Xiao Che stroked her soft lips with his thumb, noticing the traces of cypress ash at the corner of her lips. His eyes darkened for a moment, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, don't waste this."
Yan Jiarou was stunned for a moment. Thinking that she had worked so hard to produce this, she realized that it shouldn't be wasted. Without thinking too much, she subconsciously licked the corner of her lips, stuck out a bit of her bright red tongue, and rolled the drop of cypress turbidity into her mouth.
Xiao Che suddenly felt his mouth was dry and wanted to leave.
He agreed at first glance.
The object beneath her was firmly embedded in her soft skin. Yan Jiarou gasped and looked down, "Xiao Che, how come..."
"You...you tell it to stop doing this..." she stammered, "You're not going to do anything about it..."
Xiao Che lowered his head and kissed her fair neck, his voice husky with laughter, "Baby, I can't control it. It became like this because of you. You should be the one to take care of it."
"Me? I...how can I manage this..."
"What do you think? It likes you so much, aren't you going to give it a little reward, huh?"
"Xiao Che, I..."
Xiao Che's kiss landed again, lingering on his lips, his voice filled with lust: "Has my beloved sister been pampered by me? How about a few more times?"
Yan Jiarou said in a panic, "No, no, Xiao Che, that's enough, I'm fine now, I don't feel uncomfortable at all..."
“Is that so?” Xiao Che chuckled softly, coaxing her to lean down. “The more the better.”
"Hmm..."
This rambling continued until dawn. The next day, Yan Jiarou slept soundly all day and didn't eat a single grain of rice—she had overeaten the night before.
Xiao Che asked her what was wrong, which made her glare at him angrily and say reproachfully, "Brother, don't you know what's wrong with me? It's all your fault."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, then realized what she meant. He got into bed, fully clothed, and lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her from behind. He chuckled and said, "My bad. From now on, I'll only feed you twice a day at most, okay?"
Yan Jiarou snorted and ignored him. It would be a miracle if she trusted him again!
After that night, aside from the shame and difficulty in accepting it the first time, Yan Jiarou gradually got used to using the new antidote.
Habit is a terrible thing, like a frog being slowly boiled in water, gradually making a young woman throw all her shyness and reserve to the back of her mind. Every time she thinks that this is the limit of what she can do for Xiao Che, she can always do more for him.
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