Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 772 Challenge Dungeon 28

Xie Yipei's body stiffened as he felt the warm, soft flesh pressed tightly against his chest. Her soft curves fit perfectly against his hard body, and her light breath brushed against his skin, carrying an alluring sweet fragrance.

This night was exceptionally long for Xie Yipei.

He barely dared to move, the flames within him being repeatedly ignited and forcibly suppressed, in a never-ending cycle.

The person in his arms slept soundly and sweetly, even occasionally letting out a soft whimper like a kitten. Each tiny rubbing against him felt like adding fuel to the fire of his burning rationality.

Having a soft, beautiful woman in your arms, surrounded by her fragrance, yet only able to look but not "eat" her, would be the ultimate torture for any man.

This was especially true for Xie Yipei, who had long harbored a strong possessive desire and physical urges towards her.

The sky outside the window gradually changed from dark black to deep blue, and then revealed the faint morning light.

Xie Yipei barely slept all night, and his eyes were slightly bloodshot.

Yun Chu, nestled in his arms, had a rosy complexion after a good night's sleep. Her little face was flushed, her long eyelashes drooped like butterfly wings, and her lips were slightly pouting, completely unguarded.

Seeing her so completely dependent and sleeping so soundly, and comparing it to his own agonizing night, Xie Yipei felt a surge of anger mixed with some inexplicable emotion.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips as punishment.

It started as a light peck, tinged with a hint of annoyance, then intensified, lingering and caressing, until he pried open her teeth and deepened the kiss.

It was less of a kiss and more of a mark of aggression and possessiveness, an attempt to awaken her and let her experience the torment he had endured the previous night.

"Hmm..." Yun Chu, whose peaceful dream was disturbed, let out a soft moan of dissatisfaction, her delicate brows furrowing as she subconsciously tried to dodge away.

But Xie Yipei's arms held her tightly, preventing her from escaping.

His kisses grew deeper and heavier, burning with a scorching heat, as if he wanted to tear her apart and devour her whole.

Perhaps she was still sleepy, perhaps her body was more honest in its sleep, or perhaps she was bewitched by his "punishment," which was both forceful and strangely tender...

After her initial resistance, Yun Chu, somewhat dazed, began to respond awkwardly.

She clumsily tried to keep up with his rhythm, her tongue timidly touching his, and even unconsciously, she reached out her small hand and gently grabbed his shirt collar, like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood.

This awkward and weak response was like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil!

The string of reason in Xie Yipei's mind snapped in an instant!

She responded proactively!

Although she was in a semi-conscious state, this was indeed the first time she had not passively accepted the situation, but instead responded!

This realization acted like the strongest accelerant, igniting all his desires and longings that he had suppressed for a whole night, or perhaps even longer, and setting them on fire in an instant!

He could no longer restrain himself, nor did he want to.

The kisses grew fiercer and more lingering, as if trying to steal every last breath from her lungs.

His arms tightened, almost as if he wanted to meld her into his body.

His other hand caressed her cheek, his fingertips tracing her delicate skin, then slid down the graceful line of her neck, slipping inside the slightly open neckline of her nightgown to touch her soft, smooth skin…

As dawn broke, the light shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting a hazy yet passionate outline of the intimately entangled figures inside the room.

The air seemed to become thick and sweet, mixed with increasingly uncontrolled gasps and soft sobs.

This time, it seemed that nothing could stop him anymore.

That fragile barrier called "playing" and "rules" is teetering on the brink of collapse under the impact of this most primal instinctual impulse and the first response it receives.

As the morning light fully illuminated the room, the intense entanglement that began as "punishment" and ended in chaos finally came to an end.

Yun Chu was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift her fingertips. Her whole body ached as if it had been disassembled and reassembled. Her consciousness floated in extreme fatigue and a strange, satisfied blankness.

She vaguely remembered that she was almost crying and begging for mercy in the end, and how the usually calm and composed man sealed her sobs with an even hotter kiss, responded to her trembling with a deeper possession, until he squeezed out her last bit of strength.

Xie Yipei was in no better condition. He leaned against the headboard, his chest still rising and falling slightly, his forehead damp with sweat, and his deep eyes surging with an intense, lingering passion and a dark, almost gluttonous glint.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, her eyelashes barely moving, curled up in a semi-conscious state. As his gaze swept over the ambiguous marks he had left on her body, which could only be described as "shocking," his eyes darkened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and a certain restlessness seemed to be rising again.

He forcibly looked away, took a few deep breaths, and suppressed the urge to do it again. He knew she couldn't take it anymore.

He carefully picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

The warm water washed over their bodies, taking away some of the fatigue and stickiness.

Yun Chu kept her eyes closed the whole time, letting him do as he pleased, only flinching slightly when certain sensitive areas were touched.

Xie Yipei's movements were more meticulous and gentle than ever before. He washed her, wiped her down, dried her hair, wrapped her in a soft bathrobe, and carried her back to the bed where the sheets had been changed.

Throughout the entire process, the two of them barely spoke.

A strange and subtle atmosphere flowed in the air, a mixture of post-coital languor and intimacy, as well as a lingering awkwardness and ambiguity.

Xie Yipei settled her down, then lay down himself and pulled her into his arms again.

This time, it was a pure embrace, devoid of any lustful intent, filled only with a strong sense of possession and a near-reassuring satisfaction.

After a moment of silence, his deep voice sounded above her head, hoarse from the aftermath, yet exceptionally clear and firm:

"Once the survival instance is released, we'll register our marriage."

It wasn't an inquiry, or even a discussion; it was a declaration.

As always, his tone was less forceful and more... suggestive of commitment in this context.

Yun Chu's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and she did not answer immediately.

She was thinking very quickly.

The influence of the contract was like background noise, making her instinctively uncomfortable and a potential obstacle to "disobeying her master's will."

This is an unavoidable reality.

On the other hand, there is the concept shaped by her privileged traditional family upbringing.

At this moment, something is also quietly at play – since the most intimate relationship has already been established, then “being together” and “getting married” seem to be things that should be done naturally or even “should” be done.

This idea, in stark contrast to her flamboyant and alluring appearance, genuinely influenced her.

Putting aside these "constraints" and "concepts," a purely rational analysis shows that Xie Yipei is undoubtedly an extremely high-quality "partner" candidate.

Appearance, ability, strength, resources and status in this world... all are top-notch.

With him by her side, it was undoubtedly a huge help to her ultimate mission of "living to old age".

Moreover, they are bound by a "master-servant contract" that cannot be unilaterally dissolved, making their relationship unbreakable.

Transforming this bond into a more stable and potentially more beneficial "marital" relationship seems to be a rational choice in the current situation.

Various thoughts collided and weighed in her mind.