Agent secret Wind Boy

Chapitre 79

My cheeks flushed—when did he learn to be so frivolous?!

The moonlight illuminated his handsome face, making his thin lips appear exceptionally soft. His thick, dark eyebrows, high-bridged nose, and slender chin, combined with his bronze skin, gleamed alluringly. Unconsciously, I touched his right wrist—there was a newly formed scar. My heart ached, and I couldn't help but lift his shirt, my trembling hand gently tracing his skin—how many unseen wounds did he have?! Thinking of the pain he might face, tears streamed down my face like a burst dam—women truly are made of water!

"I miss you so much!" Huaiyuan murmured, then lowered his head and kissed my brow.

"It must hurt a lot, right?" — Tears welled up.

"I miss your voice." He kissed my eyes again.

"You must have suffered a lot." — Absolutely certain.

"I miss your smile" and kiss my cheek again.

"How did you get out?" — A question arises.

"I miss the taste of you"—a kiss landed on my lips.

"..."

He and I became entangled, and his unprecedented passion made my head spin. His body was burning hot, and he held me tightly, making me feel confused and breathless.

His large, warm, and slightly rough hands seemed to possess a magical power, gently caressing my body and igniting countless sparks, making me burn with him.

His kiss gradually shifted from a gentle savoring to a hungry possessiveness. It was a passionate and ardent kiss; he demanded almost savagely, domineeringly possessing my red lips and plucking my sweetness.

"Qing'er," Huaiyuan called softly in his deep, intoxicating voice. In the dim light, I saw desire flickering in Huaiyuan's eyes, his dark pupils deep and full of passion. And reflected in his eyes was a woman, her eyes misty with desire, slightly shy.

I clung tightly to his broad back, eagerly responding to his loving calls. I closed my eyes, surrendering myself completely to him. I felt his kisses meander down from my lips, to his slightly thin chin, his slender, snow-white neck, to his rounded shoulders, to his delicate collarbone…

Passion ignited like lightning, desire spread, until only burning bodies and heavy breathing remained...

"Huaiyuan..." I unconsciously let out a soft murmur, my voice broken yet sweet.

At this moment, Huaiyuan completely shed his usual calm and wise demeanor, moving against me with a domineering and forceful intensity unlike his usual gentleness. Sweat streamed down his bronze skin, dripping onto my snow-white chest, searing my heart…

"I think I'm a little out of control, does it hurt?" Huaiyuan gently hugged me, smiling faintly with a hint of heartache but no apology.

My eyes lit up, and I smiled without saying a word—after so long apart, and having practically just gone through a life-or-death situation, if you can still remain calm, I'll be angry!

"You have so many injuries now." After a long silence, I began to subtly accuse him—he promised me to be careful, but he didn't keep his word.

"It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious." He raised an eyebrow, not taking it seriously at all.

"Why did you come back? Did something happen?" I finally got to the point.

"……"silence

"Has something really happened?" I asked anxiously.

Huaiyuan gazed at me, a blush rising to his cheeks, and softly replied, "I've been worried about you for half a month since I last heard from you."

"Fool! I'm perfectly fine at home, what could possibly happen to me? Is it worth risking your life to rush out here?" I yelled at him through my tears, but I snuggled even tighter into his arms.

“I know, but I’m still worried.” Huaiyuan said calmly, “Don’t worry, even if it’s a den of dragons and tigers, if I want to go, no one can stop me.”

"You're not allowed to come back, do you hear me?" I glared at him fiercely. "Do you think all those hundreds of thousands of Jin soldiers are dead? You're risking your life, but I don't want to be a widow!"—And you dare laugh?!

Huaiyuan stared at me and chuckled softly. He pulled me tightly into his arms, and the more I glared at him, the louder he laughed, his chest trembling slightly—had this guy taken the wrong medicine? What could possibly make him so happy? He was laughing like an idiot!

I puffed out my cheeks and punched him hard: "Laugh again! Humph! Let me tell you, if you dare to lose your life, I will never shed a tear for you! I promise to forget you completely, then happily find a good man to marry, have a bunch of kids with him and live happily ever after, I won't be sad for you at all!"

Huaiyuan stopped laughing as expected, his dark eyes staring intently at me—Heh, scared now? Can't laugh anymore? Hmph!

"Now you know how powerful I am, right? Next time..." I tilted my head smugly.

"Okay." He suddenly blurted out a single word, interrupting me.

"What do you mean by 'good'? Does it mean no more risks, or...?"

"If anything happens to me, just forget about me and go get married happily." Huaiyuan said softly and slowly—Wow! This guy's learned to play dirty tricks now?!

I squinted at him, carefully observing his expression: "Okay? Then I really will marry you! I'm cold-blooded, I mean what I say! You'd better think it through!" I sat up, leaving his embrace, and poked him hard with my slender finger: "Then you'll never be able to hug me again, okay? Other men will kiss me, okay? Are you really sure? Can you do it?" — Damn Huaiyuan, dare you say "okay" to me again? Humph!

He clenched his fist, gritted his teeth, and glared at me, still managing to utter just one word: "Fine!"—though his voice was clearly unsteady, it was still unforgivable!

"Jiang Mohui! Go to hell!" I was really angry. How could anyone act like that?!

"Shh, don't be angry! Listen to me, Qing'er." Huaiyuan hugged me tightly, his strength so great that he felt like he could crush my bones: "You're still young. If I really... I don't want you to be unhappy for the rest of your life. So, despite my reluctance, unwillingness, and resentment, I still hope that you will get married and live a happy life."

What does he mean? It sounds like a deathbed message! Is he serious? Or is he joking?!

"Huaiyuan, is your situation very dangerous? Very cruel? So difficult that you want to give up on me? Don't scare me!" I was terrified, forgetting my anger, tears streaming down my face: "I don't care, you have to live, or I'll never forgive you! I don't want to marry anyone else! If you die, I don't want to live either, boohoo~~~~~~!"

"Qing'er, don't cry." Huaiyuan frantically wiped away my tears, unable to suppress a laugh. "I was just kidding, wasn't I? I'm sorry, I came back to cheer you up, but I ended up making you angry instead." —That scared me to death! He can be so serious with his jokes?!

I breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that I had been holding my breath the whole time due to tension. Now that I relaxed, my whole body felt limp and powerless. I nestled against his chest and whispered softly, "Huaiyuan, promise me, no matter how difficult it is, you have to come back alive. Don't do anything reckless, just do your best, don't risk your life, okay?"

"Go to sleep." Huaiyuan sighed, pulled the blanket tighter around him, and said softly.

"I don't want to sleep, you sleep, I want to watch you sleep." I stared at him, unwilling to close my eyes—I was so afraid that he would really disappear. The thought of never seeing him again made me shiver, and my heart ached so much that I couldn't breathe.

"Mmm." Huaiyuan hugged me tightly and closed his eyes.

I rolled over, but my outstretched arm found nothing—Where's Huaiyuan? I jolted awake and sat up abruptly—when did he fall asleep? How useless! I didn't even know he was gone?! I reached out and touched the blanket; it was still warm, so he must not have been gone long.

I jumped up, not even having time to put on my shoes, rushed out the door, and chased after him—no! I had to see him one more time, otherwise, my heart would feel heavy.

I stumbled and staggered to the earthen slope outside the house, only to see two indistinct figures on the distant snowfield—he rode the Sun Chaser, how could I possibly catch up? My long, flowing hair danced wildly in the biting frosty wind, piercing my very bones. I was utterly desperate, tears streaming down my face. I cupped my hands around my mouth and roared with all my might.