Husband-stealing story

Chapter 14

A wounded expression appeared on her delicate, fair face. Tianxiu looked at Nineteen pleadingly, her eyes making it impossible for her to refuse: "Yun Tan doesn't know martial arts. I never hurt people who don't know martial arts." Her words were pointed, her gaze drifting towards Shen Yun Tan with a hint of provocation, "I really don't know who gave the order. Yun Tan and I have always been best friends. I was so bored in Sangmen, I just wanted to come out and travel, with a beauty like you and such a good friend. A true friend like Yun Tan is hard to find in the world, how could I bear to... kill him?"

Shen Yuntan narrowed his eyes slightly, meeting those tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes, and said meaningfully, "Tianxiu is indeed a rare talent in the world. In the end, I can't bear to part with him."

He moved slightly closer, his body exuding a rich fragrance: "It's been so many years, I've missed you terribly."

Yun Tan didn't dodge or evade the question, and smiled, "I've missed you terribly too."

Tang Shijiu coughed a few times: "Hey, hey, hey, in public. Even if you really have a thing for men, you should do it indoors. Are you having a good time performing in front of so many people?"

Tianxiu stepped back a few paces, then suddenly reached out and tucked Shijiu's black hair back into place: "With such a good woman, who would want him?"

After only a few words, the meaning between them was already clear.

I miss you terribly, I want to kill you terribly.

However, they couldn't bear to kill him.

Having finally encountered this opportunity, I am unwilling to kill it so easily.

When a cat catches a mouse, it will slowly play with it and kill it.

Who is the cat and who is the mouse is another matter entirely.

Chapter Nine: Heavenly Talent (Part Two)

The clouds drifted and the wind stirred, making the green mountains appear even greener. Tang Shijiu dozed off in the carriage Tianxiu had hired, while Yun Tan rode outside alone on Uncle Bai's back, his teeth aching with anger—Uncle Bai wouldn't let Tianxiu get close no matter what.

Old Ma snorted and grumbled as he walked.

He secretly sued the horse—he didn't know if the horse was even human, and what good was being able to identify dangerous people when it didn't care about its master's thoughts at all. Though he felt uncomfortable, he maintained an indifferent and nonchalant expression, only he hit the horse harder, giving its rump a sharp slap.

The sound was quite loud.

Nineteen peeked out of the carriage and saw the bloodstains on Uncle Bai's buttocks.

"Spittoon! How could you beat this old man like this?!"

They completely ignored Shen Yuntan's white shirt, which was soaked with sweat.

Nineteen looked at him, his head covered in sweat, and apologized, "This carriage is too small; it can't fit three people. Yun Tan, please bear with me. It's just that I... uh, I've never ridden a horse before."

The blue enamel hairpin reflected the sunlight, dazzlingly bright yet painfully piercing.

Tianxiu leaned closer, gently brushing his hand over Nineteen's shoulder. He had a faint fragrance about him, which was very soothing. "Yun Tan may not know martial arts, but he can ride a horse. So he's not exactly a good-for-nothing."

She emphasized the words "I don't know martial arts" with particular force, her delicate chin slightly raised, clearly a provocation.

Nineteen, completely oblivious to the Lushan Claw on his shoulder, nodded seriously: "Yeah, I can't call you 'useless uncle' anymore."

Tianxiu pulled a silk handkerchief from his robes and gently touched her forehead, saying tenderly, "The hot wind is uncomfortable; let's hang up the curtains." Without waiting for Shijiu's reply, he lowered the curtains. His movement of taking out the handkerchief was quite significant, causing his already slightly open robe to open even wider, revealing her delicate collarbone and fair, smooth skin. Shijiu quickly looked away, but couldn't help glancing at him every now and then.

Tianxiu deliberately lowered her voice: "Haven't you ever seen a man's chest before? Why are you blushing and peeking like that?"

Nineteen tilted his head, thinking carefully, and it seemed he really had never seen it before.

His voice was somewhat provocative as he slowly leaned close to Nineteen's ear and breathed softly, "Nineteen, if you want to see, don't hold back." His voice was so gentle and alluring, possessing an irresistible magic. He longed for it, longed for the moment when, like those blushing women, she would let out a soft moan and soften, leaning against his heart like a wad of cotton.

"You really can do whatever you want without having to hold back?"

Nineteen's body trembled slightly, and the warmth around her ears was faint and tingling. She closed her eyes, made up her mind, and turned around to place her hands on Tianxiu's shoulders.

Her slender, almond-shaped eyes were almost brimming with tears, as if they could suck you in. Tianxiu said in a hoarse voice, "So... you like it this way."

Nineteen took a deep breath and "ripped" open his outer robe.

Shen Yuntan, who was outside, heard everything clearly and could no longer restrain herself. She stopped the carriage and flung open the curtain. Tianxiu's bewitching magic was not something an inexperienced young girl could resist.

The scene before my eyes was quite erotic.

However, the most alluring one is Tianxiu.

The peony robe was torn in half, exposing most of her chest. Her skin was as tender as a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg, but a shallow scar on her lower abdomen marred her flawless appearance. Nineteen sat in a corner with her elbows folded, admiring the robe as if it were a work of art, yet adhering strictly to the rule of "look but don't touch."

"Not bad, not bad." She clicked her tongue in amazement, then turned to Yun Tan and asked, "Don't you think his skin is very smooth?"

Tianxiu's expression was as awkward as if he had choked on a boiled egg.

"Can I really do whatever I want?" Tianxiu suddenly realized that, faced with such a pair of expectant eyes, he had absolutely no room to refuse.

Nineteen finally couldn't resist and twisted her delicate body, leaving a red mark on her jade-like skin.

"Ahhhhh, it feels so good, so nice to pinch!! No wonder you told me not to hold back, it's so fun!" Tang Shijiu exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent. "I never knew a person's belly could be so nice to pinch!" She was extremely grateful. "Tianxiu, you're such a good person, you never hide anything good from me!"

Shen Yuntan smiled faintly and squeezed into the carriage: "Really easy to pinch? We're such good friends, and I've never pinched you before. That's really not fair. Of course, I can't miss this opportunity now." After saying that, he also pinched Tianxiu's stomach. This pinch was no gentler than Tang Shijiu's, but a solid one. He watched with satisfaction as Tianxiu's handsome face twisted into a pretzel.

"Oops, I pinched too hard! People who don't practice martial arts really don't know their own strength. It felt so nice, and I accidentally pinched too hard!" He looked anxious, as if he had done something terribly wrong. "Tianxiu, we've known each other for so many years, you won't blame me, will you?"

Tianxiu's face was stiff, and she gritted her teeth: "No... it's not my fault... of course... it's not my fault. We've known each other for so many years..."

Nineteen looked on with envy: "You two have a really good relationship."

The driver shouted from outside the carriage, "Hey, hey, hey, this carriage can't be so full!"

Tianxiu made a helpless expression: "Brother Yuntan, I only have so much money on hand, so I can only rent such a small car. Please bear with it."

Yun chuckled and said, "Of course it's not my fault, I should go." Before he could finish the word "go," his face turned pale, he was panting heavily, as if he was about to die, and he slumped to the ground.