Chapter 118: Mending Clothes (2)
If Xiao Yu could still speak at this moment, he would also shout out, "Heaven and earth swear to justice."
He swore that before Xu Chuchu took off her clothes, he had no idea that such a stunning scene was waiting for him. He was stunned.
He always took it for granted that if the clothes were unstitched, he could just mend them.
If he had known the situation would be like this, he would not have dared to make this request even if he was possessed by evil spirits.
But if he explained it now, it would be like "here is a case of trying to cover up one's own fault". He held the needle in silence and did not make a move for a long time.
Xu Chuchu has a beautiful back.
Her skin was fair, flawless, and smooth as silk, and her scapular bones were perfectly straight and beautifully defined.
Under the light of pale golden candlelight, it has a hazy flavor.
But what attracted Xiao Yu the most were the two thin red ribbons tied on Xu Chuchu's back and neck.
He was not a fool and recognized at a glance that these were two silk ribbons from a woman's most intimate garment. He looked at the two simple slipknots tied by the little fool Xu Chuchu, and waves of desire surged in his heart.
An evil voice seemed to appear in his ears, telling him that the knot was tied so loosely, just waiting for him to untie it.
As if possessed by a ghost, he threw the needle and thread aside and carefully rubbed the edge of the silk ribbon back and forth with his fingers.
Then slowly, slowly touched Xu Chuchu's cold and smooth skin.
It's really as smooth as silk.
The touch was so strangely wonderful and addictive that he was soon no longer satisfied with just the touch of his toes, and instead covered it with his entire hand, fitting tightly as if he was playing with a piece of fine porcelain.
He could even feel Xu Chuchu's body trembling slightly and her breathing getting deeper.
Was it because she was as happy as he was, or was she afraid?
All these speculations did not make him feel guilty, but instead gave rise to a stronger desire to invade, which almost controlled his entire thinking.
He turned his hands and grabbed Xu Chuchu's slender waist, leaned down, buried his head in her back, and began to caress and bite her lightly, little by little, without leaving any trace.
Then began a more boundless fantasy.
He could push her face down on the table, tear off her already sparse underwear, lift her legs, and place them on his waist, and then...
"Xiao Yu!" Xu Chuchu turned her head and shouted, waking Xiao Yu from his crazy imagination.
Almost at the same time, the blood-stained bronze he was wearing on his body suddenly took effect, transmitting waves of icy coldness throughout his body.
He calmed down immediately.
"This, I am crazy!" He immediately gathered Xu Chuchu's scattered clothes, grabbed the needle and thread beside him, and began to sew quickly.
His mind was instantly filled with regret and chaos. He sewed the clothes crookedly and in a mess, pricking his fingers several times. Blood dripped onto Xu Chuchu's clothes, staining them with red spots.
Fortunately, Xu Chuchu was not hurt.
"Okay." He finished his work hastily. Feeling upset, he wanted to sneak a peek at Xu Chuchu's expression to get a glimpse of her current mood.
But I found that she kept her head down and put on her coat silently, so her face could not be seen clearly.
Not seeing the disgust and disdain he had imagined, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a fear of the unknown.
What had he done? He just lost control?
We had just kept the relationship within a range acceptable to both of us, and everything was just right, but now it was going to be ruined by him?
What would Xu Chuchu think of him after tonight? Would she think of him as a dirty, filthy, and perverted pervert, like everyone else?
Yes, he admitted, he was. But he had tried his best to hide it, so why...
"Nothing." Xu Chuchu seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. She turned her head and glanced at him quickly, then turned back. "It's getting late. You should go back and rest. We have to travel early tomorrow morning."
She didn't show any good or bad emotions, but Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
At least... tomorrow she was still willing to go with him and not throw him away like trash.
"Okay." He slowly took two steps back and walked to the door. "I'll call you tomorrow morning."
"Yeah." Xu Chuchu nodded slightly without looking back.
This response was like a hammer, finally calming Xiao Yu's anxious and fearful heart.
He went back to another room and lay down immediately, but he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.
When Xu Chuchu heard the sound of Xiao Yu's door closing, her tense body finally relaxed.
She couldn't help but touch her back quietly through her clothes. Thinking about what had just happened, she found it incredible.
Why didn't she stop him in time? She just let him go...
Her head was buzzing, and she blushed as she recalled everything that had just happened. She couldn't help but admit... She didn't seem to dislike Xiao Yu's touch as much as she thought.
On the contrary, I seem to like it a little.
She had never been touched in such a private place by the opposite sex.
Xiao Yu's hands were a circle larger than her own, warm and rough. When she touched them, they felt a little itchy, causing her to tremble.
Then he kissed...
Oh my God, she couldn't even imagine that scene!
She finally called a halt not because of resistance, but because she was afraid that if she let it go, the situation would get out of control.
What the hell! Don't lovers only kiss on the face, mouth, or hands? He actually kissed her back. What kind of weird habit is this?
Xu Chuchu plunged into the quilt with her body outside, like an ostrich.
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The two people staying at the farmer's house each had their own thoughts, and in the palace, there were also several old acquaintances who stayed up all night.
Shao Zhi leaned on a wooden armchair, tilted her neck high, opened her mouth with great effort, and kept making "ah-" sounds.
She felt extremely embarrassed, but she had to cooperate.
"Hold on a little longer, little girl." An old monk wearing a cassock and with a waist-length white beard stood beside her. He was holding an ancient gourd towards Shao Zhi's mouth and comforting her in a gentle voice.
Shao Mingjie stood aside, his face showing unconcealable worry.
The old monk suddenly exerted force on the gourd with his hand, and the gourd mouth seemed to suddenly have suction, and the surrounding air continued to rush in.
Shao Zhi, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly retched and a small black snake the size of a little finger came out of her mouth.
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