Смертная любовь в эпоху Северной Сун

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But how could Dongfang Lie's vicious bite escape Chu Xuyao's sharp eagle eyes? Looking at the white, tender neck that was constantly oozing blood, a trace of tenderness appeared in Chu Xuyao's eyes: "Does it hurt?" As he spoke, he stretched out his iron hand hanging by his side and tenderly covered Rongyue's bleeding wound, gently stroking it back and forth.

At this moment, Rongyue's state was beyond mere terror! She leaped away from Chu Xuyao's reach, her almond-shaped eyes wide as she stared at him, a resolute glint in them: He's sick! She was now absolutely certain that Chu Xuyao was truly abnormal today—not for any other reason than peripheral nerve necrosis!

Perhaps realizing that his actions were not only inappropriate but also somewhat outrageous, Chu Xuyao reluctantly withdrew his iron palm, but the burning light emanating from his two eagle eyes never left Rongyue's face.

To the left, Dongfang Lie, for some unknown reason, kept spewing out sour vibes, the sourness carrying for miles; to the right, Chu Xuyao was even more outrageous, his icy demeanor turning into a fiery mountain, inexplicably scorching her with blazing rays, making her sweat profusely and restless. Unable to look away, Rongyue could only cast hesitant glances at Dongfang Yao, who was playing with the elephant, oblivious to the passage of time, hoping he could sense his wife's predicament and get off the elephant's trunk soon so he could rescue her from the 'crowded hospital'...

Volume One, Pear Blossom Courtyard, Melting Moon, Chapter Fifty-One: Stop Talking Nonsense

After returning from the Imperial Garden, Rongyue felt something was off, as if... something was missing...

Looking suspiciously up and down at every corner of the courtyard, Rongyue frowned and pondered deeply... After a while, she suddenly slapped her forehead and realized why she felt something was wrong—the pairs of eyes that Dongfang Lie had placed around her were gone!

Brushing a strand of dark hair from her forehead, Rongyue chuckled self-deprecatingly. Just as a great man once said, habit truly is a terrible thing! This person is used to being watched, and suddenly not being watched anymore... ah, it feels strange!

The moonlight, as gentle as water, streamed into the room through the carved wooden window, scattering silvery light across the floor.

With her flowing black hair cascading down, and having changed into loose pajamas, Rongyue rubbed her sore shoulders from playing 'flying trapeze' and walked towards the small wooden bed while yawning.

Taking off her shoes and climbing into bed, Rongyue slipped into the silk quilt as usual, then lazily wrapped her arms around Dongfang Yao's narrow waist, nestled comfortably in his embrace, and closed her eyes, intending to fall asleep...

Huh? This feeling... She looked around in surprise, and the smooth and delicate touch made her open her eyes wide - Dongfang Yao had actually stripped herself naked!

Before Rongyue could sense something was wrong and try to escape, Dongfang Yao swiftly flipped over her and clung to her like an octopus: "Wife—it seems like we haven't played 'bumper' in a long time..."

He awkwardly twitched the corners of his mouth: "Sweetie, Yao-gege, come down first..."

"No, no—" Dongfang Yao pouted and twisted his body in disapproval, his hands also restlessly reaching for Rongyue's waist to untie her belt: "Wife, I want to play! Why do you always not let me play such a fun thing!"

"A fun thing to do?" Rongyue's lips twitched even more violently. This idiot was treating sex like a game! Seeing that Dongfang Yao had already swiftly torn off her inner garment and was about to pull at her bodice, she hurriedly grabbed his wicked hand, stopping him from tearing away her last piece of clothing: "Brother Yao, your wife is very tired today, could we... do it another day? Okay?"

"Wife, are you tired? Are you alright? I heard my brother say that a woman's body is the most delicate, and if she gets tired, she will get sick! Wife, you must take good care of yourself and don't get sick..." Dongfang Yao said with great concern, touching Rongyue's small face.

The sincere and pure affection in Dongfang Yao's clear eyes moved Rongyue, but also stirred a pang of guilt within her. As a wife, to make excuses to avoid fulfilling her duties seemed a bit excessive…

"Wife, if you're tired, just close your eyes and get some sleep..."

Dongfang Yao's thoughtfulness and care only intensified Rongyue's guilt! She was truly an incompetent and wicked wife...

"Anyway, I can play by myself! Don't worry, honey, I'll be quiet and won't disturb your sleep..."

Huh? Play by yourself? Startled, Rongyue blinked her almond-shaped eyes twice, not quite understanding, and pondered the meaning of those three words.

He ripped off Rongyue's pink bodice, and Dongfang Yao's eyes lit up. He stared intently at her milky-white skin, which shimmered with an alluring white sheen, and couldn't help but swallow hard. "Wife, don't worry about me, you go to sleep! I can play by myself..." With that, Dongfang Yao lowered his head and eagerly buried his face in Rongyue's breasts, greedily sucking on them with loud smacking sounds...

Looking at Dongfang Yao writhing on top of her, Rongyue was utterly speechless! It seemed that he really was just playing around, as he said, but the problem was, she was the one he was playing with! How could she sleep?!

"Wife...oh, wife..." Dongfang Yao, his face flushed, panted heavily. As overwhelming pleasure washed over him, he gripped Rongyue's waist tightly and thrust his hips wildly into her body. In the throes of passion, he kept calling Rongyue's name softly, his voice filled with deep affection and lingering desire.

Looking at Dongfang Yao, whose wet hair was flying all over her body, and whose movements were bold and wild, Rongyue was completely speechless. Could this be what he meant by "be gentle"? She couldn't help but recall a love proverb once posted by a netizen: "Ninety-nine percent of what a man says before going to bed is nonsense!"

After several rounds of lovemaking, Rongyue was completely exhausted, sprawled out like a lump of mud. Lazily and listlessly, she lay on Dongfang Yao's smooth, broad shoulders, breathing heavily with disordered breaths, thinking to herself: Finally, I can sleep...

"Wife..." Dongfang Yao's soft, coquettish voice assaulted Rong Yue's eardrums once again, immediately setting off a red alarm bell in her mind!

Knowing something was wrong, Rongyue straightened her body, closed her eyes, and raised the corpse, as if to say, "Your wife is dead, burn some paper money if you need anything."

Perhaps seeing through Rong Yue's 'not-so-honorable' little trick of pretending to be deaf and mute and then dead, Dongfang Yao frowned, flipped Rong Yue's body over with force, and straddled her with his long legs, seemingly intending to force himself on her.

The corpse plan completely collapsed. Opening her eyes in frustration, Rongyue grabbed the wicked hand that had been fiddling with her 'flat chest' and gently advised, "Brother Yao, your wife isn't fully grown yet, so you can't play around for too long every day..."

Still not grown up? Blinking in confusion, Dongfang Yao pointed innocently at Rongyue's 'short bun': "Is this what my wife is talking about?"

His temples began to throb irregularly: "I guess... I guess so..."

"But it's clearly bigger than mine! Honey, you're lying to me again, aren't you?" Looking at Rongyue's face, which was full of black lines, Dongfang Yao's handsome face was filled with the words 'you're lying to me'.

"Don't compare me to you!" Gritting her teeth, Rongyue spat out these words angrily, her face ashen. Damn it! Her private parts might be small, but they shouldn't be compared to a man's!

Ignoring Rong Yue's unfriendly expression, Dongfang Yao swayed and began to whine again, "Wife, come on—I want it, one more time! Just one last time, okay—"

The last time? You've said it N times already!

"no!"

“Wife,” he said, pulling Rongyue’s soft hand to cover his hardness between his legs, “but it’s so uncomfortable…”

Feeling the beast's throbbing, Rongyue blushed and angrily shook off her hand, saying, "Get out of the way!"

"Little wife..."

"Get down!"

"Don't push me away, my good wife..."

"Don't give me that!"

"No..."

"You, you pervert!"

"Mmm...my wife is so amazing..."

"I really want to... knock you out..."

"My wife..."

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