Chapter 174 - Stifled
It was no longer the unexpected feather-like touch of last night.
It was a real kiss.
Awkward, clumsy, even with a hint of gnashing teeth, yet boiling hot like magma erupting! Like a volcano frozen for thousands of years, finally finding an outlet to vent!
All the restraint, all the forbearance, all the emotions hidden deep in the abyss, at this moment, are ignited in the most primitive and direct way!
“Hmm…!” The Jinghong Talisman Pen in Xie Zhao’s hand fell again with a “click” and rolled onto the cold platform at the top of the tower.
His mind went blank and his body stiffened for a moment, then all his senses were overwhelmed by the cold touch on his lips and the surging heat underneath!
He instinctively closed his eyes and reached out to tightly grasp the black cloth on Chu Linyuan's waist, as if he was grabbing the only support in the strong wind.
The soft light of the heart lamp gently envelopes the small space at the top of the tower.
Chu Linyuan's cold but slightly red profile, Xie Zhao's eyelashes that trembled slightly with astonishment and great joy, and the two people's closely pressed figures were all coated with a layer of eternal warm gold.
After a long time, Chu Linyuan slowly retreated a little, his breathing a little unstable.
He still held the back of Xie Zhao's neck, and his cold eyes looked deeply into Xie Zhao's peach blossom eyes, which were misty due to lack of oxygen and huge shock. The blush at the base of his ears spread to his entire neck like a prairie fire.
He pursed his thin lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end all he could say was an almost inaudible sigh with a thick hoarseness and a hint of relief.
He loosened his grip, bent down, and very naturally picked up the Jinghong Fu Pen on the ground and put it back into Xie Zhao's slightly trembling hand. His movements were completely different from the fierceness of the kiss, with an almost rigid, clumsy tenderness.
"Tower roof... add a soft couch." Chu Linyuan's voice remained flat, but no longer cold. Instead, it carried a low, hoarse tone, a kind of settled feeling. "... whatever you want."
Xie Zhao held the talisman pen that he had lost and found again, feeling the cold and hot breath belonging to Chu Linyuan lingering on his lips, and looked at the other's red ears and the cold profile that was trying to pretend to be calm.
A huge, overwhelming surge of ecstasy and warmth instantly swept away all remaining anxiety and uneasiness.
He grinned, his peach blossom eyes filled with the light of his heart lamp and the clear reflection of the person in front of him, his smile was as bright as the sun that dispelled the haze of the abyss.
"Yes, Brother!"
The wind at the top of the tower brought the unique coolness of the edge of the abyss, but it could not blow away the scorching heat on Xie Zhao's face and the fireworks exploding in his heart.
Chu Linyuan didn't say anything else, but his red ears were particularly conspicuous in the twilight.
He turned around very naturally, with his back to Xie Zhao, and his gaze was refocused on the evil clouds rolling in the distance, as if the person who had just kissed him fiercely was not him.
But that straight back seemed a little more tense than usual.
Xie Zhao looked at him pretending to be calm, and his heart felt like it was being scratched by a feather, itchy and sweet.
He took a step closer with malicious intent, his shoulder almost touching Chu Linyuan's black robe. The Jinghong Talisman Pen twirled around his fingertips and he lowered his voice, a little breathy, "Brother... how big do you want the couch? Can it be double? So it's convenient... uh... for exchanging experiences on the talisman formation?"
He dragged out the last word lightly and ambiguously, and the heat brushed against Chu Linyuan's red earlobe.
Chu Linyuan's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and he suddenly turned his head. His cold eyes gave Xie Zhao a warning look, as if to say: If you make any more noise, I will throw you down!
But who was Xie Zhao? He was a warrior who could steal a kiss on Bingzhazi's face and get away with it! Far from being afraid, he even moved a little closer, his peach blossom eyes curved into crescents, revealing a blatant challenge and pride. "Brother, why are your ears even redder? Is it because the wind is too strong at the top of the tower? How about I warm you up?"
Before he finished speaking, Chu Linyuan moved!
Move as fast as lightning!
It’s no longer just a warning with eyes, but direct action!
He suddenly reached out, no longer grabbing the back of his neck, but grabbing Xie Zhao's wrist! The force was so strong that Xie Zhao felt his bones groan! Then, an irresistible force came, and Xie Zhao felt dizzy and was violently pulled into Chu Linyuan's arms!
The cold, trembling lips pressed down again with a punishing ferocity! Even more brutal and deeper than the last time at the top of the tower, with a kind of "let your mouth be rude" catharsis, but also with a hint of greedy demands after tasting the sweetness!
"Hmm!" Xie Zhao struggled symbolically, then his waist softened, and the Jinghong Talisman Pen slipped out of his hand again and rolled to his feet.
He grabbed the black clothes on Chu Linyuan's waist with his backhand, and his fingertips turned white with force. He passively endured the plunder of ice and fire. The heart in his chest was beating wildly, almost bursting out!
After a long while, until Xie Zhao felt that he was about to pass out from lack of oxygen, Chu Linyuan gasped and let go of him.
His cold eyes swept across Xie Zhao's ravaged, swollen lips and misty peach blossom eyes. Chu Linyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and the blush at the roots of his ears spread to the depths of his neck.
He said nothing, bent down, picked up the "ill-fated" Jinghong talisman pen again very naturally, and put it back into Xie Zhao's hand.
The movements still carried that rigid, unquestionable strength.
“…Try again.” Chu Linyuan’s voice was heavily hoarse, hitting Xie Zhao’s hot eardrums.
Then, Chu Linyuan released his grip, turned around and strode towards the stairs leading to the next floor at the top of the tower. His back was still straight, but his steps seemed a little... hurried?
Xie Zhao leaned against the cold fence, breathing heavily, his fingertips stroking his slightly swollen lips, feeling the unique scent of Chu Linyuan there.
He looked at the back of the man in black who was almost "fleeing in panic", was stunned for a moment, and then burst into an irrepressible low laugh with great pride and sweetness.
"Sultry...absolutely so shy!" He picked up the talisman pen, his fingertips still retaining the strength and warmth of the other party's clenching, his peach blossom eyes shining brightly, "Master, I like it!"
A few days later, the second-story skeleton of the Fuzhen Tower was completed. The massive star-patterned iron structure cast interlaced shadows across the square.
The iron ox was grunting as it carried a main beam that needed to be erected.
His huge body was bulging with muscles, and his bronze skin had a metallic luster in the sunlight. He carefully placed his newly acquired "Guixu Dragon Spine" hammer on the black rock beside him. The dark golden dragon head perched on the hammer exuded a restrained ferocity in the light.
"Stupid cow! Left! Raise the left side half an inch!" Luo Hongyi's cold voice sounded with his usual impatience.
She stood at a distance and gave orders. A wisp of dark green poisonous mist coiled around her fingertips like a spirit snake, accurately supporting the nodes of the components that needed adjustment.
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