Chapter 70: Kissing, Heartache
It's hot, very hot.
Cheng Ying, covered in sweat, clung to Long Buxi's neck, her head rubbing against his collarbone, humming unconsciously.
She didn't know what was wrong with her; she only felt her blood rushing to her head, as if her blood was boiling, and every part of her body felt like it was on fire.
What's worse, she also felt a strong, inexplicable urge to release the heat between her legs. It felt like insects were crawling all over her body, making her unbearably itchy and desperately needing to find something cold to relieve the heat.
Long Buxi's body was always ice-cold. Subconsciously, she wanted to hug him, press against him, pull open his clothes, and touch his cold body to relieve the burning sensation in her own body.
Cheng Ying knew she shouldn't have tried to pull at Long Buxi's clothes. Miao people value relationships, and even if she and Long Buxi didn't have any romantic feelings for each other, once something happened between them, given Long Buxi's stubborn personality, there would be no turning back on their marriage.
But she was so hot, and Long Buxi's skin was so cold and cool, it felt so comfortable to touch.
Her reason gradually devoured the thoughts in her mind, eventually transforming them into a surging desire. Her red lips unconsciously pressed against Long Buxi's cold lips.
Long Buxi was carrying Cheng Ying across the waterfall, intending to return to the village to find a way to remove the curse, when she suddenly kissed him. He was shocked, his eyes widened, and he stopped in his tracks.
The moment their lips touched, Long Buxi's calm heart was stirred up like a still lake, ripples spreading violently, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.
Long Buxi, who had never been in a relationship or kissed anyone before, had never experienced such a strange feeling. Her breathing became rapid involuntarily, and her fair cheeks, earlobes, and neck turned bright red.
He tried to push Cheng Ying away, but as soon as he moved his hand, Cheng Ying seemed to understand what he wanted to do. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her legs tightly around his lean waist, and her half-open chest pressed tightly against his chest, like a sloth, hanging on him.
No matter how he pushed her away, she refused to get down and even bit his neck angrily, as if punishing him for his actions.
Cheng Ying's previous kisses had already overwhelmed Long Buxi, leaving her at a loss for how to respond. Now, with Cheng Ying biting her neck, the soft lips touching her neck created waves of tingling sensations, both cool and hot, rushing through her body like a flood bursting its banks. This overwhelmed Long Buxi, causing her to lose her mind. She suddenly hugged Cheng Ying and lowered her head to kiss her lips.
He had no kissing experience, so his kisses were very clumsy and disorganized, entirely based on his own will, driven by a strange and peculiar desire to explore, bit by bit.
Cheng Ying went from being proactive at the beginning to being gradually dominated by Long Buxi and passively accepting his storm of kisses. Soon she felt that she couldn't breathe from being kissed and wanted to back away to catch her breath.
Ke Longbuxi had one large hand around her buttocks and the other hand around the back of her head, leaving her no way to escape.
At this moment, Cheng Ying's mind was in complete chaos, filled with erotic thoughts. A thought flashed through her mind: Could it be that she was going to have some kind of sexual encounter with Long Buxi here today?
Her mind was a complete mess, and she felt hot and weak all over. If Long Buxi really did something to her, she would be powerless to resist.
Contrary to expectations, Long Buxi did not make any further advances towards her. He kissed her for a while, then hesitated for a few seconds. His deep eyes revealed a hint of longing. Finally, he picked her up and jumped down with a "plop" into the deep, cold pool at the bottom of the waterfall.
The mountains and rivers in autumn were very cold. As soon as Cheng Ying entered the water, the burning temperature of her body instantly cooled down, and the unbearable itching feeling in her heart also eased. Her mind cleared up, and she felt much more comfortable.
Cheng Ying breathed a sigh of relief, swam from the bottom of the pool to the surface, and paddled on the water to cool down her burning body temperature.
Long Buxi also surfaced from the water and looked at Cheng Ying with burning eyes from about a meter away.
Cheng Ying noticed his gaze and, recalling her earlier actions, blushed with embarrassment. She coughed and said, "Um, Long Buxi, if I said I didn't kiss you on purpose, would you believe me?"
"I believe you." Long Buxi looked at her steadily, his gaze falling on her lips, which were slightly swollen from his kisses, and asked softly, "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling any better?"
Long Buxi's pupils were already darker than most people's, and his gaze toward Cheng Ying was even more profound than before, like a wild wolf in the mountains, hungry but waiting silently for its prey to walk into its trap.
Cheng Ying felt uncomfortable under his gaze and said while paddling in the water, "It's okay, much better than before. I'm not as hot anymore. Long Buxi, what's wrong with me?"
“Sailan has put a love curse on you. The curse has taken effect. If you don’t have a love curse partner to remove it, you will lose your mind and become like you just did,” Long Buxi said calmly.
Cheng Ying slammed her hand on the water in anger. "That Sai Lan, how could she do this? I didn't deceive her on purpose, why would she use a love spell on me? I've heard that once a love spell is cast on someone, there's no way to undo it, and the two people will die together. My love spell just now flared up because she cast it on someone else, and that person had impure thoughts, which caused my spell to flare up too? Long Buxi, what should I do? Is there any way to undo the love spell on me?"
"What did you lie to Sailan about?" Long Buxi asked, wiping the water from her face.
"..." Cheng Ying paused for a moment, then recounted how Sai Lan had stopped her and asked her questions earlier.
"So that's how it is. No wonder Sailan used a spell on you... So you don't like me." A hint of hurt appeared on Long Buxi's handsome face.
He slowly approached Cheng Ying, took her intact right hand, and swam towards the rocks by the pool.
The once clear and deep water was now covered with strands of blood. The blood was near Long Buxi, but not near Cheng Ying.
Cheng Ying's fractured hands and feet were very painful, but the bandages on her hands and feet were still intact, and there was no blood around her. So where did the blood come from?
After Long Buxi pulled Cheng Ying ashore, the two sat on a huge rock by the pool to catch their breath. Cheng Ying finally noticed a long scar on Long Buxi's left hand.
The wound was deep enough to reach the bone, and the flesh on both sides of the wound had turned white and curly after being soaked in water. The wound was still slowly bleeding.
Long Buxi's face was as pale as a sheet of paper due to excessive blood loss. It took a lot of his strength to drag Cheng Ying ashore. He sat on the rock, his thin body swaying precariously, as if he might faint at any moment.
Ignoring her own pain, Cheng Ying used her body to support Long Buxi's side to prevent him from fainting, while simultaneously pulling on his left hand to check his wound: "How come you have such a big wound on your left hand? It's still bleeding, didn't you see?"
Long Buxi leaned naturally on her right shoulder, letting her examine her wounds. She said weakly, "When I was gathering herbs in the mountains, Alan noticed the Gu worms guarding you weren't responding. I had a gut feeling something was wrong, and in my panic, I fell off a cliff and rushed home, but I couldn't find you. Worried you might have met with misfortune, I had to use a forbidden technique from our village—a blood sacrifice—and a divine bell to summon all the Gu worms in the village to search for you. The Gu technique couldn't stop until we found you, otherwise it would be incomplete, and the Gu worms would turn against the caster..."
So, in order to find her, Long Buxi has been using his own blood as a blood sacrifice to drive the Gu worms to find her.
No wonder he looked so weak; how much blood must he have lost on his journey!
For some reason, Cheng Ying felt a pang of heartache and guilt.
Thinking back, from the first time she met Long Buxi until now, Long Buxi has never done anything to hurt her. On the contrary, he has always saved her, taken care of her, and protected her, and has never done anything outrageous or excessive to her.
She knew that Long Buxi liked her, so when they were in the cave, she pretended not to hear the python's movements and forced her to agree to marry him, which was quite cunning.
But just now, when she was under the influence of the love potion, confused and infatuated, and took the initiative to seduce him, he only kissed her and did not take advantage of her vulnerability to do anything more outrageous to her.
In fact, she had already agreed to marry him, and she was living in his house. In the eyes of outsiders, their relationship had long been ambiguous. Even if he did something to her, she would only silently endure it.
It is truly remarkable that Long Buxi, who is illiterate and practically a lawless person, yet a local tyrant in Pucang Village, could refrain from touching her and instead jump into the pool with her to restore her consciousness.
You know, Cheng Ying is pretty and has a good figure. Just now, her clothes were unbuttoned, almost half naked. And in this secluded and deserted place, any man who saw her like that would be unable to resist kissing her.
Long Buxi liked her. Seeing her like that, he was still able to restrain himself and not touch her indiscriminately. This virtue, comparable to Liu Xiahui's ability to remain unmoved even with a woman in his lap, is worthy of respect.
Looking at Long Buxi, who was leaning on her shoulder and whose face was so beautiful it seemed unreal, Cheng Ying felt a strange sensation rising in her heart.
She was very familiar with this feeling; it was the feeling of a long-dormant heart gradually starting to beat faster, a sudden flutter of excitement.
She had this feeling before she started dating Wei Muchen in her previous life.
She hadn't felt this way for many years since Wei Muchen betrayed her.
She had thought that she had lost all hope in love and had no expectations left, but now, because of Long Buxi's somewhat clumsy way of expressing his love, she was moved again.
Cheng Ying suddenly felt happy for herself and wanted to laugh.
She fell in love with Long Buxi, which meant that she had completely forgotten the painful past of her previous life, started a new life, and was no longer living in the shadow of the past. Wasn't that a good thing?
Long Buxi is a member of the Miao ethnic group. According to their stubborn nature, once they become partners or spouses, they will stay together for all eternity and never betray each other until they die. After death, they will be buried together to ensure that they never betray each other.
If she were to be with Long Buxi, at least she wouldn't have to worry about him betraying her, having affairs with many women, or locking her up and doing disgusting things to her.
Long Buxi has always kept his promises to her, never forcing her, never going against her wishes, and never restricting her personal freedom.
Long Buxi is not only good-looking, but more importantly, he has never dated anyone before and is still an inexperienced virgin. He also has a great physique with abs, pecs, and V-line.
During their passionate encounter earlier, she also sensed a rather spectacular change in Long Buxi's private parts...
From any perspective, marrying Long Buxi is a win-win situation.
Cheng Ying had figured out the key point and was in a great mood. Enduring the pain of her broken bone, she forcefully tore off a piece of cloth from her skirt, grabbed a handful of soil from beside the rock, and applied it to Long Buxi's wound. She then carefully bound the wound with a strip of cloth, tied a bow on the back of her hand, and said gently, "Long Buxi, thank you for everything you've done for me. Please don't use blood sacrifice or other such Gu techniques again. It hurts me to see you injured."
"Heartache?" Long Buxi sat up straight, looking at her with a blank expression, not understanding what she meant by that.
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