"Take off your clothes?!"
Cang Liuyu's pupils trembled, thinking he had misheard.
“Yes…” Shen Zhiyi pulled his hand and placed it on her belt, “It hurts so much… please…”
Her voice trembled, incredibly soft.
Her whole body went limp as she leaned into his arms, as if seeking some kind of comfort. Her red lips pressed against his collar, searching for that patch of skin that could quench her thirst.
"Your body feels so cool...so comfortable..." she murmured softly.
Cang Liuyu swallowed hard.
He flipped his large hand over and covered her mischievous hand, finally sensing something was amiss from her reaction.
Chen Rui's gaze shifted downwards, landing on the empty wine glass on the table.
The remaining wine in the celadon cup gleamed with a clear, lustrous light under the moonlight.
He picked up the cup and lowered his head to smell it.
His dark eyes revealed intense emotions.
Looking down at the person writhing and moaning in his arms, he asked incredulously, "You drugged yourself?"
Shen Zhiyi pouted, "What is this..."
"I clearly drugged you..."
Cang Liuyu: ...
"Ugh...it's so hot..." Her voice was soft, tinged with aggrieved sobs, "Cang Liuyu, you won't help me..."
Her hands and feet went weak as she loosened the brocade belt around her waist.
His clothes were disheveled.
The pomegranate-red silk skirt, no longer restrained, slid down her arms, revealing the same color soft satin underneath, and a large expanse of smooth skin on her shoulders and collarbone.
The thin fabric clung tightly to her body.
It made her slender waistline even more clearly visible.
Cang Liuyu's eyes narrowed, and he reached out to help her hold him.
But that exposed, fair skin seeped into his mind like poison.
It's pinkish...like the finest white jade smudged with rouge.
And the subtle patterns on her fabric.
They are mandarin ducks.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked away, annoyed for the first time at his photographic memory.
But her ears were burning.
Shen Zhiyi couldn't break free from his hand, so she turned her head in dissatisfaction and bit the skin on his neck.
Cang Liuyu froze.
"You bad boy...you bad boy..." She gently nibbled at him, not with much force, but with a coquettish caress. The occasional gliding of her tongue left a burning sensation, making his whole body tense.
"I'm going to catch fire... Cang Liuyu..." she sobbed softly, "I'm going to be on fire..."
Innocent and pure words.
But this drove Cangliu Yu to the brink of madness.
He thought.
It's about to catch fire.
"Shen Zhiyi," his eyes darkened, he gripped her chin, pulling her soft lips away from his, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is the antidote?"
Shen Zhiyi stretched out her leg and hooked it around his waist. "Here."
“Cang Liuyu…” she stuck out a little of her tongue, looking at him with hazy eyes, “The antidote is here…”
Her toes slid across his spine.
Cang Liuyu felt as if he had been struck by an electric current, and even his breathing became disordered.
She is saying...
He is the antidote.
Cang Liuyu was instantly engulfed by blazing fire.
He pulled her into his arms, his arm across her waist, and pinched her collar from back to front, but he closed his eyes tightly, ignoring the softness his wrist touched.
With the other hand, he reached behind his back and restrained the flailing foot.
"Shen Zhiyi, I have a question for you." He held onto his last shred of reason, his chest heaving heavily. "Where is the antidote?"
Shen Zhiyi was about to cry.
She pushed his large hands away with both hands and kicked her feet.
"There is no antidote... Waaah..." Her whole body was damp with sweat, and she felt tears gushing out from every pore, almost drowning her consciousness.
"The medicine my senior sister gave me can only be cured by... only you..."
Cang Liuyu stared intently at her.
Her bewildered little face was covered in tears, her cheeks flushed, and even her hair was damp with sweat, sticking to her temples.
Her red lips were pursed, and her nose was red from crying.
His flailing ankle slid across his palm, creating a soft, tofu-like sensation that almost made him lose control, causing him to squeeze and knead it heavily all the way up his calf...
The clothes on Shen Zhiyi's shoulders slipped off again as she struggled to break free.
Even her clothes were disheveled.
He closed his eyes.
But he found that her image still lingered, filling his tightly closed eyelids.
Every inch of touch was infused into his mind.
Even more so, damnably clear...
He grabbed her waist and pulled her tightly to his chest, trying to stop her from moving around and also to block his view.
But Shen Zhiyi was like a fish touching water, instantly wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her whole body against his chest.
Her softness, through the thin fabric, rubbed against his chest, abdomen, and...
Cang Liuyu's dark pupils suddenly contracted.
As if tainted by the dampness emanating from her, he was instantly plunged into a torrential downpour, his reason drenched.
Longing to be like a tender sprout breaking through the soil, emerging from the ground, and growing into a towering tree.
He tightened his grip on her waist.
He buried his face in her neck, breathing heavily.
“Cang Liuyu…” Shen Zhiyi clumsily pecked at his neck, her hands limply roaming over the muscles of his arms, “Help me…”
She almost melted into a puddle of water, sinking into his arms.
Every inch of Cang Liuyu's skin was aroused.
He closed his eyes tightly.
When he opened his eyes again, they were completely bloodshot.
A violent surge of sword energy erupted forth.
Like chains, they tightly bound her limbs.
“Shen Zhiyi…” Cang Liuyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he found his voice in the deep, dark current, “This is what you asked me for.”
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