Chapter 254 No More Joking Around
"You can leave... um."
Almost the instant the structure tilted and collapsed, Yun Weize fell heavily backward, his eyes widening in shock.
Jiang Xianwan, her face full of anger, straddled him aggressively, like a vicious dog that had suddenly gone mad.
Ignoring his expression, she grabbed his wrists with both hands, pinned them above her head, and bit down fiercely.
While viciously biting his lips and roughly tossing and turning, she mumbled angrily, "What are you doing if you keep this up?"
"Yun Weize! Are you ever going to stop?!"
"I just wanted to say your sword is a bit cheap! What are you doing now!"
Isn't she rushing to coax me right away?
Sanqiannian: "..."
"Who told you to fall asleep this morning! Did I even have time to coax you back to sleep?"
Did you even give me a chance to coax you?!
"Has your sword given me another chance to coax you?!"
"Here I am!"
"Hmm? Say something!!!"
The Southern Emperor was speechless. Her sudden, ruthless actions and the dog-like kisses shattered his already broken soul into countless pieces, causing his body to spasm uncontrollably.
He endured the excruciating pain on his lips, his eyes unfocused, the moisture still clinging to them.
It's impossible to even ascertain whether this is just another pale and powerless dream he's having.
Jiang Xianwan's angry voices pounded at him, making him dizzy and disoriented. In an instant, he was swept into a dream, leaving only a void and violent turmoil.
He clearly remembered that Jiang Xianwan left with Di Yin.
Now, riding on him and biting him fiercely, it seems... who is this person who wants to bite him to death...?
Jiang Xianwan: "..." It's your sister!
Seeing that he was completely out of it, with only his eyes red and wet, Jiang Xianwan wanted to bite him to death.
Pressing down on the unresponsive Southern Emperor, he roughly bit his lips until they were raw and swollen.
When a sweet, metallic taste of blood filled their mouths, Jiang Xianwan suddenly snapped back to reality and instinctively licked his lips gently as if to soothe them.
"Does it hurt?"
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man whose face was still blank, but whose cheeks were flushed red and whose whole body was trembling from her kiss.
Knowing he hadn't come back to his senses and wouldn't answer her a single word, her eyes softened involuntarily.
With one hand free, he roguishly ripped open the high-lapeled shirt, leaving glistening traces of moisture from his swollen lips down his chin.
He took that sexy side of her neck into his mouth, and licked and sucked it with the most tender and lingering affection.
That's enough!
It's hers!
If I don't soothe them soon, they won't be able to sleep in the middle of the night!
Yun Weize probably thought he was already asleep...
She still couldn't believe that a female hooligan had suddenly appeared on her waist and abdomen, looking like she was suddenly hungry and wanted a midnight snack.
Trapped in a fragmented dream.
Her neckline was completely elongated, her thoughts were unable to change or clear up immediately, her eyes were empty, her pupils were unfocused, and tears slid down her cheeks in a disorderly manner.
It felt as if I was floating in a vacuum, or as if I had fallen into the mortal world.
His hand had been released at some point, and was now clenched tightly.
His slender fingers protruded from the pale knuckles, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.
The series of kisses imprinted on his neck, the kisses that wiped away his tears, were light and soft, yet they made his heart gradually rise, each disordered thought like a deafening thunderclap.
My icy limbs gradually warmed up in the cool, lonely night.
It was as if the soul, which had been trapped in the mud, had finally broken free of its restraints, and the breath was no longer filled with suffocating pain, but with a sense of blissful relief.
His expression gradually softened, revealing a complex and profound emotion.
He pressed his lips together, but still couldn't help letting out a low, rapid breath, a sound that seemed both painful and comforting.
The elaborate and formal attire had somehow come undone, revealing a glimpse of a firm and sharp silhouette.
The cool air and the soft, warm touch made him unconsciously tighten his breathing.
He then felt a slight stinging pain—Jiang Xianwan had gently nibbled at him again.
Yun Weize's eyes were moist and red, his gaze slowly focusing as he looked down at Jiang Xianwan, who was lying on his chest.
Until it left delicate traces all the way, from the corner of the lips to the side of the neck, and then to the slightly open collar, like petals scattered and blooming in an extremely arrogant manner.
His face had an unusually radiant color...
Jiang Xianwan was also tired.
Jiang Xianwan was indeed exhausted from eating.
She gave him a hasty kiss on the lips, then nestled lazily in his arms, her eyelashes drooping softly, and quieted down.
Having gone through this dreamlike entanglement, if Yun Weize still couldn't distinguish between dream and reality, and if he continued to act like Jiang Xianwan, he would be a fool.
He lowered his eyes and breathed heavily, his ear tips flushed red, and his cheeks were covered with peach blossom juice, no longer pale.
Looking at the woman before him, whose eyes were weary and whose hair was slightly disheveled, he turned his face slightly away, his eyelashes fluttering as he half-concealed his face.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked away.
He couldn't express how he had been so lowly, yet so highly elevated, how boundless vitality had suddenly sprung from the desolation, swirling like wildly growing weeds.
All he knew was that it seemed... someone wanted him.
Yes, someone coaxed him.
Yun Weize closed his eyes and lay there quietly, indulging himself in this beautiful tenderness, letting her fingertips gently caress him.
And let yourself drown in this beautiful reality.
However, Jiang Xianwan seemed a little petty, perhaps because she was still busy in the middle of the night. She raised her head and bit his lip hard again.
She put on a fierce and menacing face.
"Will you still cause trouble in the future?!"
Received!
Take them all!
Let's see who dares to mess with her again!
We can't spoil them.
We must not spoil any of them!
Yun Weize's eyelashes trembled, his ears suddenly flared up, and he gently turned his face away.
After a while.
His Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and he let out a hoarse, barely suppressed gasp.
Yet, she still gritted her teeth, a mixture of guilt, despair, awkwardness, joy, and embarrassment...
His breathing was so shallow it was almost inaudible.
"There was no commotion."
Jiang Xianwan: "...Hmm?" Still being stubborn?
The high-pitched voice made Yun Weize close his eyes again, his cheeks flushed, and he helplessly corrected himself in a soft voice, "Stop fooling around..."
Jiang Xianwan was barely satisfied. His threatening gaze shifted and naturally fell on the spectacular, swaying sea of flowers around him.
"You can bloom again?"
Yun Weize: "..." He looked vulnerable.
The clouds and the marshland blossomed, something Jiang Xianwan truly hadn't expected.
I've never seen it before, I'd like to see it.
With a burst of strength, she flipped over and sat on his waist and abdomen, and began a thorough exploration.
She discovered that as soon as she touched or nibbled at Yun Weize, the large calyxes trembled with an extremely alluring charm.
He couldn't help but want to get closer to her.
The cloud-covered marsh is about to shatter again.
He was so aroused by Jiang Xianwan's touching and biting that he felt like all the bones in his body were about to break.
He secretly tried to pluck the flower dozens of times, but couldn't manage to take a single bloom.
With a slight force, he tugged at a bit of fabric that had slipped down his elbow, trying to stop Jiang Xianwan's curious hand from moving back and forth across his waist and abdomen.
With a hoarse voice, he was unusually obedient.
"It's almost dawn... Aren't you going back to sleep?"
He was starting to feel the strain.
His flowers were probably trembling and tired too.
Jiang Xianwan: "..." Go back? Go back where? Who's going back?
She kicked off her shoes and socks, gently kicked his flower, and then gently kicked his crotch.
Then she nestled herself entirely against him.
"I'm not going back."
Once his anger subsided and he felt better, he wanted to get rid of her. What kind of logic is that?
She was determined to tame his stubborn temper tonight!
Otherwise, her name will be written backwards!
Yun Weize: "..."
A sharp pain shot through a sensitive area, and Yun Weize's Adam's apple bobbed as he let out an uncontrollable gasp. His hand suddenly gripped her waist.
His chin was pressed against the top of her head, his suppressed breathing was unbearable, and he was also throwing a little tantrum.
"Jiang Xianwan! You're the one who only spends time with them!"
What about me?
Do you even see me in your eyes?
His eyes were red, whether from lust, suppressed grievances, or unbearable joy, it was hard to tell.
Or perhaps, both are true.
It erupted completely at this moment.
With tears and reddening in his eyes, Yun Weize flipped her over, leaned over and covered her with his own, almost fiercely capturing her lips and tongue, grinding them hard against hers.
"Jiang Xianwan...do you have me in your heart?"
"You knew...you knew I loved you...you pretended to be blind..."
"I've been waiting for you for so long..."
"And you?"
"After coaxing the little devil, he coaxed the fox; after coaxing the fox, he coaxed my brother and Emperor Yin."
"Do you know how long I've been waiting for you today... even the candle has burned out."
"Wanwan..."
"I've been waiting for you..."
"I have no idea!"
Jiang Xianwan snapped back, but was immediately annoyed by his string of words, though her eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
"Is it too late to call now?"
"It's your own fault for not telling me!"
"Why can't I consider it?"
"How dare you sneak around with the person you love... um... Yun Weize! What are you going to do about it?!"
"……No."
"You bit me!"
“…Yes! I did bite!” Yun Weize sucked on her neck, leaving his mark.
Catching the soft, trembling voice he uttered, my eyes welled up with heat again.
He intertwined his fingers with hers, his husky, passionate voice whispering softly and trembling in her ear.
"Wanwan...don't go..."
"Don't go..."
I lied.
"I want a legitimate status..."
"Wanwan...give it to me."
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