Chapter 558 Why do my little pearls fall off so easily when my husband touches them? (13)



Qingyuan was helpless.

I could only swim to where she was, turn to the side, and expose the scars on my back to her.

He lowered his eyelashes.

But my back tensed up even more unconsciously.

Shen Zhiyi brushed his white hair in front of her and touched his neck with her fingertips.

Soft and warm.

It is completely different from the cool spring water.

Qingyuan's eyelashes trembled.

Clench each of the finger bones that were submerged in the water.

The veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

Shen Zhiyi didn't notice any of this. She took a cotton cloth and gently wiped away the red marks.

"Tomorrow I will tell Dui'er to make two sets of silk clothes for you."

"You don't need to wear that hemp clothing."

If she had known his skin would react so strongly, she wouldn't have spent those twenty coins.

Now, her top priority is to be nicer to him.

Try to salvage some of the impression you have on him.

If this outfit makes him hate me, then things will be really bad.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhiyi moved even more gently.

He even bent down, leaned close, and blew on the red marks.

The cooling ointment, along with her warm breath, seeped into her skin, relieving the burning pain.

But a deeper itch and numbness crept up his limbs and bones.

The scales on Qingyuan's forehead shimmered.

"Are you feeling better?" Shen Zhiyi asked softly, the cotton cloth slowly moving from his back shoulder to his collarbone.

Just as she was about to continue, Qingyuan grabbed her wrist.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhiyi asked curiously.

Qingyuan spoke softly, his voice slightly hoarse: "I have an even bigger luminous pearl."

He turned to look at her.

Her eyes, like the deep sea, were stunningly clear under the pearly light.

It seemed to radiate a dazzling light, waiting to melt her.

He just stared at her like that, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you want it?"

Shen Zhiyi's heart inexplicably raced.

She was almost mesmerized by his gaze, and a blush crept up her face.

She instinctively wanted to avoid it, but didn't know why she wanted to.

They were frozen in place for a moment.

"If I want it, will you give it to me?"

"Mm." Qingyuan responded directly, without the slightest hesitation, his gaze still fixed on her. "If you want it, I'll give it to you."

He spoke a simple sentence as if it were a solemn promise.

The silence flowed on.

Shen Zhiyi could hear her own heartbeat getting faster and faster, and their slightly unsteady breathing.

Her fingertips burned, and she abruptly pulled her hand away.

"Then, then remember to bring it to me." She haphazardly put the things aside, stood up, and her movements were unusually hurried.

She stopped looking at him.

She walked quickly back to the bed, kicked off her shoes, pulled the quilt over herself, and covered herself from head to toe.

"I'm going to sleep now!"

She said in a muffled voice.

Qingyuan was half-immersed in the cold spring. He turned his head and glanced at the bulging quilt, then at the ointment evenly spread on his shoulders and arms.

He paused for a long time.

Then, it slowly sank into the water.

Only a ring of ripples remained.

In bed.

Shen Zhiyi closed her eyes tightly, clutching her wildly beating heart.

What happened?

How could you be so troubled by things other than money?

She thought about it carefully.

Qingyuan is no ordinary person either.

He's a walking gold mine.

It's perfectly normal to feel attracted to him, isn't it?

She quickly convinced herself and fell into a deep sleep.

The night was deep.

The luminous pearl inside the room emitted a faint glow, illuminating the figure in the cold spring.

Qingyuan emerged from the water.

His white, wet hair clung to his temples, outlining a face that could captivate anyone.

He turned his gaze to the bed.

Shen Zhiyi was still covered by the blanket, but her breathing had become even.

He slowly got up and walked out of the cold spring.

The water droplets dried instantly.

He wore a loose robe, the belt at his waist loose, revealing most of his muscular chest.

He walked to the table, took a cloth, covered the shimmering luminous pearl, then turned and walked to the bedside.

He pulled down the blanket covering Shen Zhiyi's head.

A radiant and beautiful face appeared in the moonlight.

Shen Zhiyi's long eyelashes were tightly closed, but her expression relaxed slightly as she breathed in the fresh air.

Her red lips parted slightly, and stray hairs clung to her cheeks.

Her face was flushed from being congested, and her lips were moist.

This is so similar...

Qingyuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he abruptly turned his gaze away.

He took several deep breaths before lifting the blanket and lying down beside her.

He gazed at the moonlight outside the window, loosened his belt, and his clothes instantly slipped down to the sides, revealing his chest and waist.

His ears turned slightly red as he pulled Shen Zhiyi's hand and gently placed it on his abs.

Shen Zhiyi subconsciously scratched her head.

"Mmm..." She turned over, followed the source of heat to his chest, stretched out one leg, and hooked it around him like an octopus.

Her lips pressed tightly against his collarbone.

His breath sprayed onto his neck and chest.

It stirred up a series of subtle reactions.

Qingyuan's breathing became slightly disordered.

If it weren't for the need to restore his demonic power, he wouldn't be torturing himself like this...

He stretched out his forearm to shield his eyes, turned his head away, and forced himself not to look at her face.

Demonic power flows.

The red marks on Qingyuan's body disappeared instantly.

But he remained lying there until daybreak.

*

The next day, when Shen Zhiyi woke up, she was about to ask Dui'er to make two sets of clothes for Qingyuan when the shopkeeper came to her door.

She changed her clothes and went to the front hall to receive the guests.

"Miss Chen!" the shopkeeper exclaimed excitedly, "I did as you said, hung up the portrait, and raised the price of the clothes the young master wore to five qian of silver. Who knew that they would be sold out overnight!"

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