Chapter 111 Breaking Free from Shackles But now he also wants to climb higher.
The cold wind cut like knives, turning his wet clothes into thin ice. Li Xunhuan covered his mouth tightly, coughing as he leaned forward, each cough tearing at his lungs and making him tremble.
Niannian turned her face away from him, breathing heavily, and said, "Madman."
He lowered his hand, revealing his lips, which were blue from the cold, and laughed weakly: "What's wrong with being a madman? Because of you, I went mad a long time ago."
Nian Nian glared at him, her voice suddenly rising: "Liar. You're just afraid of dying, afraid I'll kill you, afraid I'll make you grab the knife. That's why—"
That's what it means to judge a gentleman by the standards of a petty person.
Li Xunhuan certainly wouldn't get angry. Rather than being indifferent, he'd rather she scold or hit him as she pleased.
A slight smile played on his lips as he said calmly, "What did I do?"
She glared at him and said viciously, word by word, "You're the one who's shamelessly trying to seduce me."
The accusation using these two words is both a transgression of etiquette and undeniably offensive.
The little creature in my arms was baring its sharp teeth, trying to trample my dignity under its feet with its tiny paw pads that concealed claws.
Li Xunhuan chuckled, looking into those wide, piercing cat eyes, curled his hands, and nodded in a low voice: "That's right."
He suddenly recalled how many times she had sweetly said, "Uncle, you're so handsome." The infatuation in her bright eyes was still vivid in his mind. He had originally thought it was just love bewitching his heart.
Li Xunhuan was naturally aware that he was exceptionally handsome, a rare find in the world. Even though he was no longer young, she clearly still liked him very much. —If he were ugly, how could Nian Nian have so coyly allowed him to do such inappropriate things?
As if awakened, he lowered his eyes and, without the slightest hesitation, repeated, enunciating each word, "It was indeed I who seduced you."
This statement seemed to have broken some kind of constraint, and he finally revealed a composure unique to the elderly.
Having uttered these distorted words, he suddenly became more at ease, perhaps because he knew that, apart from the other party, Li Xunhuan had nothing left to lose. From the boundless glory of being a young scholar and the "Little Li Divine Blade," to falling into the mire in one move, dragging his broken body and soul to flee beyond the Great Wall with nothing, it only took him ten years.
It took him another ten years to find a piece of driftwood in the mud to stay on.
He is a man, and a very controlling one at that, both ten years ago and now.
Fleeing in panic is a form of self-control that leads to a downward spiral, but now he also wants to climb back up.
Without a word, he bent down, grabbed her thighs, and placed them on his waist and abdomen.
Just as Niannian was about to struggle, her burning lips and tongue sucked on her hot earlobe again, instantly dissipating the force and turning it into a ticklish teasing.
Li Xunhuan's breathing became heavy. He grabbed her swaying ankle and wrapped it around her back, licking and sucking it as he carried her back to the room.
The room was dimly lit, with only the smoky purple incense burning in the incense burner, the fragrance of which contained the crispness and rich aroma of plum wine.
He sighed inwardly: Just like her.
Niannian was laid down on the bed, her whole body sinking into the dark blue brocade quilt. The quilt was soaked with water, and her white inner garment covered her snow-white skin, like the tender white flowers growing on the branches of lush plum leaves.
Li Xunhuan's gaze grew increasingly intense as he stared at the body without restraint for the first time, scrutinizing every detail from top to bottom.
His gaze was too blatant, and Nian Nian subconsciously clenched her knees, turned her head away, and said in a less than pleasant tone: "...Take off your clothes first, I'm freezing."
His Adam's apple bobbed for a moment, then he pressed his hand on the sash at her waist to undo it.
Niannian flinched as his palm burned her, shrinking back impatiently and saying, "I said take off your own clothes. You're all wet, are you trying to freeze me to death?"
Her tone was awful, fierce, and impatient; she even seemed to want to kick him a few times.
Li Xunhuan pursed his lips, glanced at her, and said in a low, husky voice, "Wearing wet clothes will make you even colder. Take them off and hide under the covers, then you won't be cold."
Niannian gritted her teeth, muttering "idiot" to herself, feeling both annoyed and irritated.
"If you don't listen, get out. I'm going to find my senior brother." She said coldly, tensing her waist as she tried to get up.
Li Xunhuan's breathing quickened, and he instinctively used his knee to lock her ankle, preventing her from going anywhere.
The wet, heavy clothes were piled up on the ground, and the spilled water meandered all over the place.
Without saying a word, he took off his wet clothes and, without even wiping them off, reached for the belt around her waist.
He had been wanting to find a solution for a long time.
Food and sex are human nature, especially when it comes to the woman one loves.
The thin undergarment and trousers, soaked and crumpled in my palm, were no thicker than a piece of silk handkerchief.
Li Xunhuan chewed his lower lip tightly. The thought of who she was going to see in this dress made the heavy, sultry feeling in his chest surge uncontrollably.
He instinctively clenched his fist, but couldn't control his strength. The wet clothes, which he couldn't hold tighter, leaked drops of ice water that fell onto her navel.
Niannian curled up and hissed, saying irritably, "What are you doing? Go outside to wash your clothes."
Li Xunhuan's lips parted slightly, and he awkwardly curled his fingers. He glanced at the corner of the room out of the corner of his eye, then used his inner strength to throw the wet clothes away.
The crumpled piece of fabric hit the stained-glass window, broke through the paper, and fell outside, rolling and tumbling into the mud.
The commotion was quite loud. Nian Nian straightened up and glanced over, only to be met with a gust of cold wind. She frowned and muttered under her breath, "I told you you're crazy. Isn't it cold enough already?"
Li Xunhuan tensed his jaw, bent down and hugged her tightly, his voice hoarse as if he hadn't drunk water for three days: "It will warm up soon."
He buried his head in the crook of her snow-white neck, his lips and teeth gently licking and grinding, his burning hands reaching down, grasping her calves and sliding them upwards.
In an instant, Nian Nian tightened her knees, trapping his mischievous fingertips.
She leisurely raised her chin, admiring his aroused expression, and said with ill intent, "Didn't you say I'm still young and this would be bad for my health?"
Li Xunhuan seemed to have something stuck in his throat. After a moment of silence, he lowered his gaze and said in a hoarse voice, "You... have long been used to me."
He paused, then, fearing she might be frightened, added, "I'll be very careful, I won't hurt you."
Niannian scoffed lightly, "I knew you were a hypocrite. Didn't you say you were my father?"
Li Xunhuan looked away, lowering his eyes to avoid the question: "Being a father and being a lover are naturally different."
His voice was weak, slightly lacking in confidence, but his expression remained unchanged.
Thinking about it carefully, he had only been her father for a few days?
Niannian curled the corners of her mouth and raised her eyes to stare at him, barely able to suppress the harsh words escaping her throat.
She certainly doesn't need to be pressured.
Her rosy, swollen lips parted slightly, and those thorny words crawled from her left ear into her right. Li Xunhuan couldn't hear a single word; his eyes were filled only with her beautifully shaped cat eyes and those tempting lips.
She was nestled in her own arms, clinging to him as if he were in the past, in her dreams.
She is his, and she is still his.
His breathing became more and more rapid, and his overflowing love almost turned into thick liquid.
His neck bent lower and lower, and he couldn't help but lower his head to kiss those cherry lips.
His hot breath brushed against her cheek, and just a hair's breadth away, Nian Nian suddenly spoke coldly: "You're not allowed to kiss me. You don't deserve it..."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly curled up her legs, her eyes red as she bit her lip: "You scoundrel. You beast. You bastard."
Once she started cursing, she couldn't stop. Li Xunhuan didn't stop her, but he angrily bit her burning cheek. He wanted to bite down hard but couldn't bear to, so he could only grind it with his teeth and then suck it hard as punishment.
The face is wet, itchy, numb, and painful, and will undoubtedly leave a hickey.
Niannian trembled as she pushed his shoulder, "No, my senior brother will find out."
Li Xunhuan clenched his jaw, a dark wave brewing in his emerald green eyes, and his slightly calloused fingertips tightened their grip. "Don't think about him."
He took a deep breath, fearing she might resist, and could only say with restraint, "We won't be found out, relax."
Her eyes widened, her lower abdomen tightened, and her lips parted slightly.
As if knowing she was about to say something hurtful and unpleasant, Li Xunhuan didn't indulge her this time. He lowered his head first, pried open her lips and teeth, and explored deeper.
More than a kiss, it was an outburst with a strong sense of aggression; every suck and bite was extremely rough, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
Niannian, having been relentlessly conquered by him, was nearly breathless, her heart clenching with each bout of oxygen deprivation. She could only rely on the meager oxygen he poured into her, shaking her head and mumbling, "Relax..."
She had barely uttered a single word when her tender tongue was sucked hard again, forbidding her from saying another.
After a long while, her chest heaved violently, and a few tears clung to her eyelashes. She wondered if he was going to kiss her to death on the bed.
Who would have thought that his jealousy could be so deadly? Only then did she realize for the first time how she had ever dressed like that.
As if hearing her inner cry for help, the gold bracelet inlaid with red stone hanging on that lotus-shaped arm suddenly lit up.
The blazing red light illuminated the dimness inside the bed curtains. Li Xunhuan was startled and turned to look while panting. Before he could ask anything, he saw Nian Nian exhale and say with a look of relief, "It's Senior Brother's message. You can leave."
If Xi Rao had known that Li Xunhuan was with her, he would have killed him regardless of the reason, let alone in the current situation. If he knew that Li Xunhuan had the audacity to intercept him, he probably wouldn't be satisfied even if he were torn to pieces.
Li Xunhuan was certainly not stupid; why would he need to keep bringing these things up?
Without even considering the possibility that he might not want to go out, she braced herself with her hands behind her back and struggled to straighten her back.
Li Xunhuan's Adam's apple bobbed for a moment as he stared intently at the faint smile on her lips.
Are you that happy?
He clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white. A burning bitterness and jealousy, like sparks, fell into his dry chest and suddenly ignited into a raging fire.
The veins on Li Xunhuan's legs throbbed as he leaned down and bit her lips, choosing to be reckless and unrestrained.
Before she could react, Niannian's lower abdomen tensed and she let out a soft moan as her fingertips touched the bracelet.
She looked at him incredulously, her eyes trembling, the tears welling up so intense they felt like they were burning her eyelids.
He released his lips, a hint of secret pleasure in his triumph, and said without changing his expression, "Are you going to ignore your senior brother?"
Niannian blushed deeply, biting her lower lip so hard that her fingertips almost crushed the gold bracelet.
She could choose to ignore it, of course, but there was no one in the world who understood Xi Rao better than her. If she turned a blind eye, he would come looking for her in the next instant.
How could he possibly find us now?
Her fingernails dug deep into the soft flesh of her arm, and with a gloomy face, Nian Nian activated the communication bracelet—
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