The point where their skin touched felt like it was on fire, and suppressed cries kept escaping from Xu Zhuohua's throat.
"Zhuohua." Cheng Muyun called her name. The next second, Xu Zhuohua gasped and unconsciously grabbed Cheng Muyun's hair.
"Cheng Muyun...no...I...don't want to..."
Xu Zhuohua suddenly tilted her head back, and Cheng Muyun kissed her neck, sucking and licking it. He grabbed Xu Zhuohua's slender waist and moved closer and closer.
Xu Zhuohua felt weak all over and lay on the bed unable to move.
The man slowly moved closer, gradually increasing his speed, staring intently at Xu Zhuohua's face, as if afraid she couldn't take it.
The moment Xu Zhuohua's fingertips touched Cheng Muyun's back, her movements suddenly froze.
The warm breath emanating from the back of Cheng Muyun's neck brushed against her ear, but it couldn't compare to the strange sensation coming from her palm—the newly grown tender flesh was like moss breaking through the soil in early spring, soft to the point of being fragile, yet abruptly embedded among the crisscrossing scars.
Dr. Liu's medicine is indeed remarkably effective.
"Does it hurt?" Her voice was broken by the kisses, and her nails curled up involuntarily, as if afraid of hurting the still-growing tissue.
Cheng Muyun intensified his attack, a muffled groan escaping his throat, making her palms go numb.
Moonlight streamed over the winding scars on his back, like countless silver centipedes coiled on his pale skin. Xu Zhuohua suddenly thought of the executioner's steel blade on the execution ground. It turned out that gentleness and cruelty were only separated by a layer of flesh and blood.
Zhuohua's thoughts were shattered, and only unconscious groans came out of her mouth.
Cheng Muyun pinched Xu Zhuohua's chin with his fingers, then put his fingers into her mouth and pressed down on her tongue.
He said in a hoarse voice, "Children who don't take things seriously will be punished."
Xu Zhuohua licked Cheng Muyun's fingers and hooked her arms around Cheng Muyun's neck. "Let's punish him."
Cheng Muyun lowered his head and took her into his mouth, sucking continuously.
Xu Zhuohua lay beside him, the blanket covering a scene of lewdness, she didn't even bother to move a finger.
At this moment, her mind was perfectly clear. Xu Zhuohua stared at the bedside curtains and slowly closed her sore eyes.
Her voice was hoarse: "Cheng Muyun, marry Luo Yunqiao."
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