Chapter 97 Shameless and Unscrupulous
"I...I'm not..."
Li Xunhuan frantically raised his head to explain, but before he could even open his eyes, Nian Nian hugged the back of his head and held him close to her heart.
The high, straight bridge of his nose pierced into the soft flesh, filling his nostrils with the scent of milk mixed with a faint plum fragrance.
Li Xunhuan's face instantly turned ashen, his exposed nape and earlobes turning bright red.
He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, grasped Nian Nian's shoulders, and was about to push her away when he said in a low voice, "Cousin, don't do this..."
The sound was muffled in the snow-white air, almost as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
Between the opening and closing of their lips, the warm, moist breath squeezed into the tender flesh, scalding it like steam from a freshly opened steamer, instantly turning large patches of skin red.
A tingling sensation crept up her spine from her tailbone. Nian Nian clung tightly to him, her face flushed and panting, "Cousin... I'm so cold. Don't you want to warm me up?"
Her snow-white breasts trembled twice, and she suddenly grasped his warm hand, placing it at the knot on her back.
On her fair and delicate back, a thin red ribbon bound her shoulder blades and tied a slipknot in the center of her spine.
Li Xunhuan's hand clung to her shoulder blade, the calluses on his fingertips embedding into her fair skin like pebbles.
The small slipknot was soaked with sweat and rusted within moments.
The mutton fat ointment on the tip of his nose almost melted onto his lips. Li Xunhuan's heart was pounding so hard he could hardly breathe, his heart pounding like it was being chopped by a cleaver.
He was breathing rapidly, his body feeling as if it were being boiled dry by the boiling water.
He gasped for breath, tensed his waist and backed away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Niannian, wait until you grow up a bit more."
Niannian silently gritted her teeth, "We're already married, why should I wait for you?"
Li Xunhuan let out a low gasp, hurriedly grasped her hand, his spine tense to the point of trembling, and said hoarsely, "...If it's too early, it might damage your yin blood."
Niannian slumped in his arms and whispered, "If only cousin were a little gentler."
Li Xunhuan's eyelashes trembled, and he subconsciously tightened his embrace around her smooth, thin shoulders.
But when he looked down, he saw that the face resting on his chest was as pure and fragile as a tender bud on a plum tree branch.
His knuckles turned white as he suppressed his agitation and cursed himself: "My cousin is still young and looks so immature. If I indulge her, how am I any different from a beast?"
He closed his eyes tightly and said with difficulty, "Nian Nian, be obedient."
Niannian's undergarment was about to fall off, and upon hearing his words, her chest heaved violently with anger.
She suddenly stood up, stepping off the bed, and said angrily, "Are you getting old and impotent? If I had known this would happen, I should have married that Fang Yuanzhi. I'm going to find him right now!"
As one foot stepped into the red embroidered shoe, a rough, large hand gripped the other, the scorching iron burning her ankle like shackles, locking her in his palm.
Li Xunhuan grabbed her ankle, pursed his lips, and pulled her back to the bed. His jaw was clenched tightly, his chest heaving violently, and he stared at her with a cold expression.
She smiled secretly to herself, knowing that no man in the world could stand the words "weakness and impotence".
Niannian glared at him, her tender little legs kicking twice in his palm.
The slightly calloused fingertips dug into the flesh, leaving a red mark around the skin.
A bitter taste and anger surged through his chest.
But there was only one such intensely flavorful plum in the world, which he had watched over and raised himself. No amount of cherishing it was enough.
The white-fingered hands retreated an inch, and the soft little feet dangled onto his strong, muscular waist and abdomen.
Niannian gripped the brightly colored dragon and phoenix bed sheet tightly, tentatively arching her instep to step on it.
The muscles in her legs, waist and abdomen tensed up instantly. Before Nian Nian could even cry out, she was already pinned down by Li Xunhuan.
A broad, warm chest pressed tightly against her heart, and Nian Nian couldn't help but tremble slightly, shrinking back as she said, "Cousin..."
Li Xunhuan's breathing grew heavier with each breath, his hot breath and panting falling incessantly on his flushed neck.
He stared intently, his forehead covered in sweat, one or two drops trickling down his nose and into the small hollow of his collarbone.
Before long, the pool was filled to the brim.
The wedding bed grew increasingly hot. Nian Nian's eyelashes trembled, her eyes burned red, and she said in a trembling voice, "Cousin, I love you."
She bit her lip again, the crimson rouge staining her pearly teeth, her lips slightly parted, tempting one to pluck them.
Li Xunhuan's breath hitched. He suddenly reached into her lips, stirred them a couple of times, and then pressed his hand heavily against her lip, his eyes darkening as he said, "Cousin, don't bite too hard."
Niannian's cat-like eyes flickered, and she suddenly bit his fingertip, staring at him silently.
Li Xunhuan's Adam's apple bobbed as he gripped her ankles and placed them around his waist. He suddenly lowered his head, his thin lips sucking on her pitiful little lip, licking, sucking, and biting repeatedly, his kisses heavy and urgent.
His arms tightened around her, almost embedding her into his chest.
A hazy, tingling sensation, like being drunk, mixed with waves of heat, swept over her, and her hands, which were clutching the wedding quilt, were already red from rubbing them.
In the midst of their struggle, Li Xunhuan suddenly straightened up, but before he could straighten his back, Nian Nian pulled him back by supporting him on his toes.
She gritted her teeth and asked, "Where are we going?"
Li Xunhuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his eyes uncomfortably, and said in a dry, hoarse voice, "Ointment."
Nian Nian paused, suddenly remembering the frostbite cream that had almost killed her. Why hadn't she thought of using ointment back then?
Nian Nian gave him a reproachful look, then wrapped her delicate hand around his long, slender fingers and whispered in his ear, "Cousin, you're not allowed to have anything but you..."
Her fingertips lightly brushed against his fingertips, pausing on the thin calluses on them.
......
The red curtains were filled with a strong fishy smell. Li Xunhuan was sucking on the skin of her neck, and even her hair was wet and stuck together.
When their love was at its peak, in order to dispel the guilt in his heart, he could only repeat to himself: He and his cousin were childhood sweethearts, so what was wrong with becoming husband and wife in their youth?
Although my cousin looks young, she's reached marriageable age.
The red round-necked robe he was wearing was already a mess, and Nian Nian was even more miserable.
Although he was self-disciplined and courteous in every word he spoke beforehand, he did not mean what he said and could not be called a true gentleman.
Fortunately, Niannian hates gentlemen the most.
She lifted her wet face, then suddenly lowered her head and called out to him, "Cousin."
The voice lost some of its softness, and seemed to envelop the listener like a cool mist.
Li Xunhuan raised his hazy eyes and stared straight into her clear, bright cat-like eyes.
Her eyes, like clear mirrors, reflected his disheveled hair, the sweat on his chin, his flushed face, and... the fine lines at the corners of his eyes.
Li Xunhuan's pupils trembled violently, suddenly shrinking to pinpoints. Everything before his eyes vanished in an instant, leaving only the fine lines clustered at the corners of his eyes in his reflection.
Winding and twisting, like tangled tree roots, it extended from the corner of his eye.
He felt himself freeze instantly, and then someone picked up a hoe and smashed him to pieces, one blow at a time.
In the emptiness and pervasive chill, he stared blankly as he searched for Nian Nian's gaze.
She tensed her waist and abdomen, met his gaze, and gently bit her lip.
Niannian curled the corners of her mouth, raised a slight eyebrow, and asked with a hint of provocation amidst her sweetness, "Uncle, am I biting hard enough?"
The dream suddenly collapsed, and the crimson silk was completely obliterated as it fell.
The fragrance of sandalwood lingered in the air, and the red curtains transformed into carvings on the canopy bed, but the people were still the same two.
Her legs were still wrapped around his waist, his hands were still gripping her slender ankles, and even...
Memories of the past and dreams piled up and intertwined in his mind. Li Xunhuan stared at the unbridled look in her eyes and brows, as if he saw a sharp knife piercing deep into his bones.
This absurd, disgusting, shameless, and filthy affair was laid bare before him.
It was him...
His body trembled, and everything before him twisted into dark shadows that pounced on him and began to bite.
His body was still lingering in the afterglow, endless regret and fear, layered with pain, enveloped him like black water. Cold sweat soaked his inner clothes, and together with the sweat gathered on his chin, it fell onto Nian Nian's lips.
The cold, salty, and fishy taste was swept away by the delicate tip of the tongue in an instant.
Her alluring demeanor intertwined with the image of herself drenched in sweat in her eyes; such shamelessness was more unashamed than that of beasts. Li Xunhuan felt as if he had shed his human skin.
The memories of the past became increasingly clear at this moment, each scene as hard as frozen ice, forcefully shoved into his mind—how he taught Niannian to call him "Dad," and how he acknowledged in front of everyone that Niannian was his daughter...
But now he is...
His throat tightened, and he abruptly stood up and backed away, falling heavily onto the bed.
Niannian trembled and curled up for a moment, enduring the pain as she crawled to his side, "Uncle..."
Li Xunhuan could no longer hear it.
Before his eyes and in his ears were the doubts of the world, the accusations of relatives and friends, and the encirclement and suppression by the secular world.
"You have lost all sense of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame, bringing disgrace to the Li family ancestors. You are a disgrace to the world and a disgrace to the family!"
"You lewd beast who seduced your adopted daughter!"
"The collapse of human ethics is an outrage against Heaven!"
Li Xunhuan's back bent completely, as if millions of people were pointing fingers at his spine and angrily rebuking him.
And him, and him—
He was nailed to the bed and could no longer argue.
The air grew thinner and thinner. Li Xunhuan opened his mouth, trying to catch his breath for a moment, when a familiar soft voice rang in his ears again.
"That's just a child! I thought you were a libertine, how could you... how could you seduce your own child!"
Poetic Sounds —
He suddenly started coughing as he suffocated, coughing so hard that he almost coughed up pieces of flesh from his lungs.
No.....
Amidst the violent coughing, overlapping heavy voices echoed in my ears, "How can Li Xunhuan be worthy of being called a chivalrous man? Such a disgraceful act makes him even more beastly than the Plum Blossom Thief!"
The sound of a 'clang' was the vibrato of a broken string.
The code of honor he had upheld throughout his life crumbled before his eyes, and his already battered body seemed to be completely pierced through.
Nian Nian hugged the back of his neck with heartache, pressed her cheek against his, and asked anxiously, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
Her delicate skin felt like boiling oil poured onto Li Xunhuan's very bones, scalding his flesh until it twitched.
Li Xunhuan's face was deathly pale. He pushed her away and shrank back. After a long while, he dragged his withered body and stammered, "What exactly did you do?"
Those illusory dreams felt so real, like he had experienced them firsthand, but no one in the world knew better than him that they were all fake.
That beautiful dream turned into a complete nightmare when he woke up.
It's all fake, all of it.
It's all fake.
He was nothing more than a puppet in her hands.
Niannian was pushed to the foot of the bed by him, her heart suddenly ached, and it took her a few breaths before she could barely grab the wet sheets and get up.
She raised her eyelashes, her eyes cold and unfriendly, and said, "You almost killed me, uncle. Why don't you ask yourself what you did?"
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Author's Note: What appears to be Nian Nian in the palm of my hand is actually Xiao Li.
Nian Nian: My energy is too weak to lift my penis!
What Xiao Li heard: Glug glug glug, marrying Fang Yuanzhi
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