Chapter 163 World Seven (Eleven)
In the pitch-black room, Baoshan's eyes shone with a shimmering light. Hearing Wu Li's question, Baoshan shook her head slightly, the gilded and kingfisher-inlaid hairpin slanting through her hair already trembling.
Wu Li shifted slightly, reaching out to remove the gilded, kingfisher-inlaid hairpin. Her crow-feather-like hair instantly lost its support, cascading down Bao Shan's delicate shoulders like a stream of ink. Her cloud-like black hair lightly covered Bao Shan's cheeks. Her round, cat-like pupils, startled by this sudden change, timidly raised her head, her soft lips parted, and she began to defend herself.
"It wasn't intentional..."
She did it unintentionally.
Baoshan weakly slipped out of Wu Li's arms, but before her slender legs could stand up straight, they were pulled by the cold chains and fell back into darkness.
The soft body and the hard chains approaching each other made Baoshan's heart tremble.
The woodshed still stank of a strong lingering aroma of alcohol, but Wu Li was perfectly aware that he was conscious and not at all intoxicated. Only a faint, elegant fragrance lingered at his nose, a delicate scent that would dissipate in an instant. Perhaps lingering in the aroma, Wu Li reached out for some unknown reason and gathered the treasured fan back into his arms.
Wu Li was still wearing Hu Ji's dress, but because the dress didn't match his figure, he felt a bit suffocated, and heat radiated from his chest and flowed towards his lower abdomen.
Ever since the exchanges between the foreign lands and the Central Plains began, people from the Central Plains often went to the foreign lands. Wu Li heard their comments from the Central Plains people:
They are uncivilized, perhaps they are barbarians who eat raw meat and drink blood.
At this moment, Wu Li felt like he had truly become an uncivilized barbarian. He clearly knew that Bao Shan wanted to escape his restraints, but he refused to let Bao Shan do so. Instead, he deliberately folded his arms, pressing Bao Shan's thin back tightly against his chest.
Hu Ji's dress couldn't completely conceal her figure, exposing large tracts of skin. The deeper the exposure, the more dew there was, which should have brought a slight coolness. But the sensation felt by Bao Shan's soft hips was like the scorching heat of the sun, an unbearable heat that even caused palpitations.
Baoshan's eyes were blank, and she didn't know what to do for a moment. She could only nestle obediently in Wuli's arms. The only thing between them was a rough and thin dress.
The beauty has a rosy face and delicate lips, and her body fragrance is rich and elegant. She is like an orchid in a valley, nestling softly in his arms.
No matter how strong one's will is, like Liuxia Hui, one cannot help but be distracted in this situation.
Wu Li heard that the girl's whole body was fragrant, from head to toe, even her thin and soft black hair had an intoxicating aroma.
The scattered hair was tightly attached to Baoshan's cheek, and one strand of black hair covered Baoshan's lips.
The shape of her lips is smooth, with the edges of her lips slightly raised, as if she is gently kissing the black hair.
Wu Li raised his arm, pulling the chain with a dull sound.
Baoshan, upon hearing the sound, trembled and stepped back.
Until the soft back fits tightly against Wu Li's chest, leaving no gap.
Wu Li stared at the messy strand of hair with a serious look, and hesitation flashed in his eyes.
But in the end, he stretched out his hand and lifted the hair from Baoshan's lips.
Noticing Wu Li's actions, Bao Shan's eyelashes drooped slightly, and her watery eyes flickered slightly, as if it was intentional, yet also seemed unintentional.
Baoshan turned gently, and her plump and soft red lips gently rubbed the back of Wu Li's hand.
It was like a spark of fire suddenly appearing in the vast grassland.
Although it is just a few sparks of light, it is enough to start a prairie fire.
Wu Li's hand, which was about to be retracted, suddenly froze in place.
Wu Li gathered Bao Shan's long black hair, and the heavy chains touched Bao Shan's fragile neck from time to time.
Baoshan bit her lower lip lightly, leaving deep marks on her soft lips.
"Wuli, what are you doing?"
The voice was as timid as usual, but with a hint of trembling, like an ignorant little animal whimpering softly, not realizing that the panic in its voice made it even more lovable.
Wu Li held the gathered black hair in his palm, then suddenly let go. Like a waterfall in the forest, the crow-feather-like hair poured down on Wu Li's exposed arms, causing a tingling sensation.
Wu Li's soft laughter came into Baoshan's ear.
Since meeting Wu Li, Bao Shan had never seen Wu Li laugh, nor had she realized that this laugh was dull and mute, like the sound of the tide receding and hitting the pebbles on the shore.
It was like a light feather, touching the fragile earlobe and staining it crimson.
Wu Li lowered his head, letting his hair blend with Bao Shan's soft black hair.
In the inky darkness, it was impossible to distinguish between men and women. Wu Li answered Bao Shan's questions word by word.
"What are you doing...? Isn't it for me... to learn how to serve you..."
Bao Shan blushed and explained hurriedly, "Daddy was drunk and said those random things. Don't take them seriously."
Wu Li's strong and powerful arm passed through Bao Shan's slender shoulders and gently stroked Bao Shan's chin. With a little force, he forced Bao Shan in his arms to look directly at him.
No matter how Baoshan explained to Dong Yixiao, those words turned into a breeze before they reached Wu Li's ears, blowing around and not reaching Wu Li's heart.
The touch of jade was warm under his hand, and Wu Li recalled the way Hu Ji pleased others -
Hu Ji was good at dancing, and her passionate dance and music made everyone relax and relieve their fatigue.
But Wu Li was not proficient in dancing, so he could not use dance and music to please others. Wu Li thought slightly, thinking: Hu Ji's dance is to make everyone stretch their bodies. He didn't need to dance, there were other ways to make Bao Shan's body weak.
A pair of delicate and tempting lips were reflected in the heterochromic eyes, but they were tightly pursed and did not look relaxed.
Wu Li leaned over, licked the lip balm off the scarlet lips, and swallowed it all.
When Wu Li released her soft lips, Bao Shan's face became even more delicate, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, her breathing became unsteady, and her soft cries became extremely gentle.
Baoshan's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Wu Li with condemnation.
But this kind of blame didn't make the man feel the slightest bit of guilt. Instead, he secretly regretted not having done enough. Even after the lip balm faded, Baoshan's lips remained as bright and vibrant as ever. In fact, the blush on her lips had intensified because of Wu Li's actions.
Because of the light kiss just now, some lip balm accidentally rubbed Wu Li's lips, and a long red mark spread to his cheek. The moonlight shone through the thin window paper and hit Wu Li's face.
Under the cover of silver light, Wu Li's delicate face became dreamy.
The thin traces of lip balm on the lips added a touch of beauty to Wu Li's face, and against Hu Ji's dress, Wu Li looked even more gorgeous and dazzling.
The precious fan in Wu Li's arms and the only makeup on her fair face were also eaten by Wu Li.
Now she is not wearing any makeup, and her pitiful appearance is revealed.
Her face is pure but not dull, and her trembling body makes people want to hug her tightly and bully her.
Wu Li held Bao Shan's wrist, and the slender wrist bones made him feel dazed.
The people in the Central Plains regard people from other regions as different and exclude them in every way, and the same is true for people from other regions.
According to word of mouth among people in foreign countries, the people of the Central Plains are treacherous and have no trace of simplicity and kindness.
Whether it is business dealings or marriages between the two countries, the people of the Central Plains are branded as having "ulterior motives".
Wu Li felt that at this moment, he had also been assimilated by the Central Plains people, becoming a hypocritical liar...
He spoke the Central Plains dialect haltingly, but he was adept at using lies to seduce the beauty in front of him.
Wu Li guided his soft palm downwards, pressing it against his strong, muscular calf, relieving the burning heat within him. But even this wasn't enough. The cool touch on his calf only served to soothe the burning heat elsewhere...
Although Baoshan begged for mercy weakly, Wuli refused to let go and tried to find a plausible excuse for his abrupt behavior.
"My body becomes weak, and I feel happy..."
As if to prove that his words were true, Wu Li met those red lips and sandalwood mouth again.
This time, Wu Li's movements were incredibly gentle, but the treasured fan was so fragile that even this tiny effort left her speechless, unable to utter a single word. Sweet water even flowed from her lips. Carrying the heavy responsibility of pleasing the other, Wu Li could only willingly and humiliatingly sweep away all the crystals.
His body seemed to have turned into water, but even if it had turned into water, he was still held in the arms and palms of the lowly slave Wu Li, who refused to waste even a drop.
Bao Shan's body was limp, and she no longer had the strength to resist. She could only let Wu Li do whatever he wanted...
The gurgling stream slid over the hard rocks. Years and months passed, and this repeated until the rocks were covered with soft silt, and then they were able to regain their freedom and rush towards the distance.
Dong Yixiao was awakened by the sun. The scorching sunlight made sweat appear on his forehead.
Dong Yixiao opened his eyes, and his stiff back reminded him that he had slept drunkenly on the bluestone slabs all night last night.
Dong Yixiao stood up, the stinky smell of alcohol lingering on his body made him frown.
Dong Yixiao walked away, preparing to take a bath to wash off the stench on his body.
But the memories of last night suddenly flooded into Dong Yixiao's mind, his steps stiffened, and his eyebrows twitched wildly.
He couldn't imagine what he had done when he was drunk. When others were drunk, their steps were unsteady, their bodies were unsteady, and even their speech was slurred.
When Dong Yixiao was drunk, it was impossible to tell the difference between him and when he was sober. The words he spoke were clear and understandable enough to be taken seriously.
Dong Yixiao patted his aching head and cursed loudly, "Stupid thing!"
This is not an insult to others, but a blame to Dong Yixiao himself.
Dong Yixiao really wanted to make Wu Li's temperament gentler, and Wu Li's calm expression last night really angered Dong Yixiao.
He threw Hu Ji's dress to Wu Li, deliberately humiliating Wu Li.
Although Dong Yixiao did it when he was drunk, he still felt it was okay after he sobered up.
Just thinking about letting Baoshan and Wuli stay together, Dong Yixiao felt uneasy and thought he had done something ridiculous.
As a slave, Wu Li was obliged to serve his daughter. Dong Yixiao only regretted not giving Bao Shan something to keep him company.
If the slave has a bad temper and so-called pride and refuses to be bullied by the Central Plains woman, and vents his anger on the precious fan, it will be extremely bad.
Even if Wu Li was bound by chains, he might still damage the precious fan.
Dong Yixiao knew best how fragile the precious fan was. It was like a dough doll that needed to be held and protected carefully.
Dong Yixiao hurried towards the woodshed, thinking in his heart, if Wu Li really dared to damage the treasured fan, he would...
He was sold to be a prostitute, where he was trampled upon every day.
For the proud and arrogant Wu Li, this was more cruel than physical pain.
The door of the woodshed was pushed open.
Bao Shan had just wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes when she called out softly, "Dad, you're here."
Dong Yixiao looked at the treasured fan carefully. His hair was slightly disheveled and his face was rosy.
He looked at the open window of the woodshed again and wondered: It's so sunny outside, why are the windows open so wide?
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