coobybook Chapter 105: More Than Just That
Chapter 105: More Than Just That
His voice was deep and husky: "Sister, you are so beautiful. My body is moved by you, and so is my heart."
She didn't know what to do with her hands, so he grabbed them and placed them on his chest.
His eyes were fixed on her: "Sister, my heartbeat belongs only to you." His tone was obsessive and firm.
She didn't refuse him, and he obediently accepted her hand touching his hair.
He gently put his arm around her waist and sat her up straight, afraid that her head would hit the frame of the boat.
Her fingers traced his chin, and Su Fengling felt a jolt of electricity run through him as he grabbed her hand.
He pressed it against his face, slowly moved closer to her, and said in a seductive voice, "Sister, touch it again."
Without pausing, her fingers slowly traced the Adam's apple, pausing at the protruding part of it.
He trembled slightly, his body tensed, his eyes darkened, and his breathing became rapid as he grasped her hand.
His voice was low and strained: "Sister, do you want something to happen, hmm?" His breath hit her ear.
She didn't reply, but continued downwards, stopping between her collarbones, her fingers circling along them.
Su Fengling could no longer restrain himself, grabbed her chin, and kissed her lips fiercely.
With an almost insane possessiveness, he finally let go after a long time, panting heavily.
"Sister...you're testing my limits!"
Her red lips were slightly swollen, and he gazed at them with fascination, gently caressing them with his fingers.
His voice was deep and hoarse, filled with intense desire: "Sister, shall we continue?"
She had no intention of letting go of him; she really enjoyed his kiss.
The boat rocked, the candlelight flickered, and the shadows of people tilted.
It was passionate, it was warm, it left a faint trace behind his ear.
It wasn't until her hands were damp with the warm liquid that she regained her senses.
He brushed aside the few wet strands of hair clinging to her face, unable to control himself.
Zhongli Yueluo pressed her forehead against his chest, then released her hand, which was stained with blood.
The wound on his back bled again, emitting a sweet, fishy smell.
Seeing her pause, he gently kissed her fingers, then took her fingertips into his mouth, bit them lightly, and then moved them down from her wrist.
His eyes were fixed on her, his tone ambiguous and dangerous: "Sister, this isn't going to stop now. I want more than just this."
"Your back is bleeding." The voice was deep and muffled, and the hand gently rested on his chest, the eyes sparkling.
"It doesn't hurt." He grabbed her hand, pressed it to his chest, and stared intently at her, as if trying to etch her into his very bones.
Zhongli Yueluo broke free, avoiding his gaze, afraid that she too would lose control.
He looked really attractive, but Su Fengling smiled mischievously and deliberately moved his face close to hers.
"Sister, are you avoiding me?"
Zhongli Yueluo readily agreed with a nod, her shy demeanor reflected in his eyes, her hand still gently clutching her loose outer garment.
Su Fengling's eyes narrowed with laughter as she cupped Zhongli Yueluo's face in her hands: "Then why is my sister avoiding me?"
Zhongli Yueluo knew that Su Fengling wanted to personally tear off her last piece of fig leaf.
He was forcing her to say it, and she bit her lip: "Because I'm afraid."
His smile was one of triumph and satisfaction, for he saw the love and longing that filled Zhongli Yueluo's eyes, and she was also restraining herself.
"Then, sister, can your brother continue, hmm?" He hummed softly in her ear, and she trembled all over.
She then moved to the side and placed her hands against his chest to prevent him from getting closer.
Su Fengling was easily pushed away by her gentle touch. He was already extremely weak, and the ambiguity just now was just him putting on a brave face.
He leaned against the boat frame, his clothes half-draped over his shoulder, his eyes half-closed, looking extremely alluring.
"Sister, do you know why it's called riding a flower boat? It's because the young couples who ride together on the boat will leave a few red plum blossoms on their handkerchiefs."
Zhongli Yueluo had already straightened her clothes, smoothed her messy hair with both hands, and handed the beaded flower to Su Fengling: "Next time."
Su Fengling thought she would refuse, but to his surprise, she answered so seriously.
Moreover, his eyes were full of love, and the hand that handed him the pearl hairpin was so soft and delicate that one didn't want to let go.
Her face flushed, her eyes brimming with desire. She knew what he meant, and Su Fengling licked his lips, hesitating to speak.
She conjured a comb in her hand, leaned forward, and carefully combed Zhongli Yueluo's hair from the back, afraid of hurting her.
I didn't expect him to be able to put his hair up in a bun.
But they only styled her hair into a simple bun, and then pinned pearl flowers and hairpins to her head.
He gently pulled her into his arms, and when the boat slowly docked, he straightened his clothes and helped her off the boat.
But at this point, the atmosphere had become extremely tense.
The number of onlookers had dwindled to almost nothing; they were mostly guards from various factions.
Zhongli Yu and Gongshu Liang were already waiting for them there.
Seeing her radiant appearance, Gongshu Liang clenched his fists.
Zhong Liyu then adopted that kind older sister demeanor: "Oh, little sister."
"I must have a lot of nerve to make everyone wait for me here. What? Do you all have a penchant for prying into other people's private affairs?"
As he spoke, he frowned, because people from various clans were also walking over from a distance, and the atmosphere seemed very heavy.
She frowned, pondering what major event could have occurred in such a short time to alarm these people.
She shielded Su Fengling behind her, stood upright with her hands hanging down in front of her abdomen.
They stared at them with icy eyes; it seemed they couldn't wait until tonight to take action!
“Sister, don’t stand there. Father is still waiting in Taiyuan Palace!” Zhongli Yu also stood there very dignifiedly.
She looked around but didn't see the Zhenwei or Guiwei. Could something have happened?
Finally, he met the gaze of a Shadow Guard in the corner, who shook his head.
She felt a little relieved, at least the people she cared about were alright now.
He held Su Fengling's hand and walked forward step by step, while the people on this road had been cleared away.
At first, the people were curious as to why the army suddenly drove them away on this day of universal celebration.
Zhongli Yueluo led the way, and the group of people went to Taiyuan Palace in a grand procession.
Zhongli Quanhuang sat on the high seat, looking down at the people kneeling below, with Yin Manling standing beside him.
The master of ceremonies announced: "The Second Princess Zhongli Yueluo is unworthy of her position and has lost the hearts of the people, but war is about to break out on the border."
"And I am old and frail. If the Second Princess can go to the Northern Demon Mountain to obtain the blood of the Blood Demon Clan to help me recover, I will retain my position as the Young Lord."
"While the Second Princess is away, the First Princess will take charge of West Demon Mountain!"
This imperial decree was clearly not something Zhongli Quanhuang could have uttered.
It must have been the Yin family mother and daughter's wishful thinking, but this should be her father's last protection for her.
After all, she had an advantage in opening the Northern Demon Mountain. She was unwilling to accept it, but she still kowtowed to express her gratitude.
At this moment, another winged beast's cry came from the distant sky, signaling that the border war at Ghost Sorrow Abyss was about to break out!