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Chapitre 48

"You don't care about me at all! You've always been afraid of me, resentful of me, scheming against me, and even wishing you could escape from me, right?" he accused through gritted teeth, a hint of desolation showing in his expression.

The girl was slightly taken aback, and her cheeks flushed with a captivating blush.

"I didn't..." she answered hesitantly, her thick eyelashes fluttering like fans, a blush spreading across her porcelain-like face. "You've misunderstood..."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" Gu Xiju's voice suddenly rose, then fell into a slump. "Do you know how much it hurt me that day when you kept saying those hurtful things that had nothing to do with me?"

Through the veil, he gently stroked the girl's delicate face with his thumb.

"I'm upset." He frowned and lowered his eyes, looking sad. "What you said really upset me."

With a ripping sound, the annoying veil was torn off, exposing her beautiful features to the air without reservation.

A hint of panic flashed in the girl's eyes.

She held her breath, not daring to even exhale, her whole body stiff as ice.

Gu Xiju removed her veil, examined her carefully for a moment, and then released her arms, smiling half-asleep.

"Are you afraid of me?" he muttered, slightly dissatisfied. "Why are you afraid of me? Do you think I'll eat people?" As he spoke, he leaned down, as if to kiss his beloved.

The girl closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, flipped over and pinned the invader down—those who conquer and plunder should strike first!

"I'm not afraid at all, I like you very much!" She breathed sweetly against his earlobe, then quickly kissed him on the cheek with the determination of a warrior cutting off his own arm.

Gu Xiju was completely stunned.

An incredulous expression appeared on his face as he raised his hand to touch the spot where the girl had kissed him, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"...This is a dream." He stared at his fingers, a hollow, bitter smile playing on his lips. "This really is a dream. How could you kiss me?"

The girl watched him go from surprise to joy, and finally to disappointment, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

—This guy's quite the romantic.

"Yes, it's a dream." She reached out and hugged him tighter, her small nose almost touching his cheek.

"Do you hate this dream?" She asked nervously, unconsciously licking her lips.

"Disgusting?" Gu Xiju repeated in a daze.

"I just hate you, hate that you didn't let me have this dream sooner?" He shook his head and smiled bitterly, his eyes full of desolation and resentment.

With a weight lifted from her heart, the girl smiled and gently pushed the man towards the bed with her slender fingers.

"Since you don't dislike this dream, how about making it more realistic?"

She coaxed him gently, her hands silently wrapping around his clothes.

“…If you’re willing.” Gu Xiju’s face was flushed, her expression was confused, and her eyes were shimmering.

"Be good, listen to me and don't move."

Overjoyed, the girl deftly unfastened the man's cloud-patterned silk robe, revealing large patches of his bronze skin. She examined his neck, shoulders, arms, abdomen… meticulously, not even missing his navel, but found nothing.

Could it be hidden in his lower body? The girl was both angry and anxious, and couldn't help but curse in her heart—beast!

Just as she was about to undo her belt, a long, strong arm wrapped around her shoulder and pressed her petite body into his burning embrace.

"Hot, so hot." Perhaps the effects of the medicine had completely evaporated, Gu Xiju's breathing became noticeably rapid. His strong chest heaved, and a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. At this moment, he was no longer the high and mighty leader of the martial arts world, but merely a parched rice paddy, yearning for the nourishment of sweet rain.

The girl was startled by his sudden action and whispered in his ear, "Be good, let me take a shower first." With that, she nimbly slipped away.

—Men in heat are truly terrifying. Fortunately, my great-aunt is wise and powerful, and prepared a courtesan in advance.

No sooner had her feet touched the ground than a whirlwind suddenly swept in, and the girl was forcefully pulled back onto the bed, crashing into the thick, hard chest of the person behind her with a thud.

"What are you doing?!" She was so shocked by the impact that she saw stars and grimaced, almost getting angry. "I'm just going to take a shower, it's not like I'm not coming back!" Anyway, after taking the medicine, he would still see the courtesan as his beloved once she climbed into bed with him.

The person who had been holding her suddenly laughed.

"No, I don't believe it." The man, lost in his love, rested his chin on the girl's neck and gently stroked it with the tip of his nose. "You always leave without a second thought, you don't miss me at all—isn't that right, Wanwan?"

He unexpectedly bit her.

As the last sentence fell to the ground, the girl seemed to have been struck by lightning, her whole body going numb.

Senior Brother

"Who...whose name did you just call?"

The girl took a deep breath, turned around and grabbed the collar of the person behind her, looking as fierce as a demon.

"Wanwan, my Wanwan." Gu Xiju's eyes were already glazed over and unfocused. He cupped her chin and placed a tender kiss on her cheek. "Why are you angry? Don't you like me?"

All the blood rushed to her head and then quickly retreated. The girl's face turned pale and then red, her mind was sometimes clear and sometimes confused, and she was so annoyed that she felt like she was about to explode.

"You like me?" She stared blankly at the man in front of her, her voice filled with disbelief, as if she were in a dream. "The person you like... is Wanwan?"

"It's you." Gu Xiju's kisses had moved to her earlobe, biting, licking, and sucking. "Only you."

"Then... what about Fairy Sangchan?" The girl's voice trembled, light and airy.

"Jealous?" Gu Xiju stopped what he was doing and looked at her, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes. "We're just fellow disciples. She's my shield to turn down all sorts of arranged marriages. If it weren't for her, I would be driven to my death by the daughters of various sects waiting to be married." He explained earnestly, holding the girl even tighter, as if afraid she would melt away at any moment.

"Don't be angry with me. Before... before I met you." He murmured softly, his face pleading.

The girl's body trembled.