He leaned back on the backrest of the stone bench, looked up at the moon, and then looked down at her. His eyes were clear and bright under the moonlight, and he was not drunk at all.
"If you like it, just say it."
He said it calmly, as if the wind was good tonight,
"It's not a big deal. Feed me a sip of wine with your mouth, even if you agree."
Huo Wu's hand holding the wine bottle tightened.
She stared at Fang Fan, trying to find a hint of joking on his face.
But he didn't laugh.
Those eyes were looking at her steadily, lazily and a little seriously, as if they were looking at a question to which he already knew the answer.
Her heart was beating so hard that her chest was about to burst.
She knew she should turn around and leave.
If you leave, you will keep everything.
But her feet seemed to have roots and she couldn't move.
She raised her head and took a sip of wine.
This time she didn't hesitate. The wine in her mouth was more spicy and hot than before, and it made the tip of her tongue numb.
She walked up to Fang Fan, leaned down, and put her lips to hers.
The wine passed over, half slipped into his throat, and half overflowed from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto her plain red dress, spreading out a few small dark flowers. She had never fed someone like this.
The moment her lips touched his, there was a buzz in her mind, and the moonlight, Fire Maple, and the smell of wine were all broken into messy pieces.
She only felt the warmth of his lips and the spiciness of the wine, and at some point his hand covered her lower back. The force was not heavy, but it made her whole body soften.
After feeding her, she didn't move away.
She simply put the wine bottle on the stone table, put her hands on his shoulders, leaned towards him, and hugged him.
I hugged him urgently and tightly, as if I was afraid that he would run away.
Her face was buried in the crook of his neck, her red hair spread out and swept across his chin.
Her heartbeat was so fast that she didn't want to let go. The night wind passed through the Fire Maple treetops, causing a rustling sound.
The wine jug on the stone table was shaken by the wind, and the spout was not plugged properly. A few drops of wine spilled out and fell on the bluestone, and the fragrance spread in circles.
This is what it feels like to hold the person you like.
Huo Wu buried his face in the crook of Fang Fan's neck, rubbing the tip of his nose against the smell of alcohol and the refreshing Sword Intent on his collar, and his whole figure seemed to be wrapped in a warm cloud.
She used to feel bored when she saw Huo Wushuang cuddling with the girls in the city. But now that it was her turn, she realized that this feeling was really different.
His body temperature was transmitted through the thin middle coat, neither hot nor cold, just enough to suppress the chill in the night wind.
With her chest pressed against his, she could feel his heartbeat, steady and strong, like a drum beating from far away.
She suddenly felt reluctant to let go and wished she could just hold him until dawn.
But she still loosened her arms, raised her head, reached for the wine bottle on the stone table, raised her head and took another sip.
The wine was spicier than before, and it made her tongue numb, but she didn't hesitate, and tiptoed to drink it.
This time she was more skillful than before, her lips connected accurately, the wine flowed evenly, half slipped into his mouth, and half was swallowed by herself.
Fang Fan put his hands behind her waist, and the warmth from his palms penetrated through her plain red dress, causing her back to tense up.
[Ding, Drunkenness Value+100.]
[Drunkenness Value 800.]
[Get a chance to win a lottery.]
The pop-up window that only he could see appeared in front of Fang Fan's eyes. He half-closed his eyes, and with a thought, he clicked "Yes".
The lottery wheel turned half a circle in his mind and stopped on a grid he had never seen before.
[Ding, congratulations to the host, the third Soul Ring can be promoted to Three Hundred Thousand Years.]
His eyebrows moved slightly.
The next moment, a wave of Soul Power so majestic that it almost solidified exploded from the depths of the Dantian, rushing along the meridians. Wherever it passed, it was like a scalding river washing away every inch of flesh and blood.
The third circle, Soul Ring, was originally red for a hundred thousand years. At this moment, the red color is getting darker inch by inch, as if more blood and fire have been mixed into it. The color is getting darker and darker, and the color is getting darker and darker, and finally settles into an almost solidified dark red, which is a few points darker than Seventh Soul Ring.
Three Hundred Thousand Years.
The circle of Soul Ring under his feet lit up silently, then darkened again. However, the leaves of the Fire Maple trees in the yard trembled as if they were startled by something, and a few leaves fell down, swirling and floating in the moonlight.
Soul Power also jumped up. Level 80 jumped directly from seventy-six to eighty. The fourth-level barrier in the middle didn't even have time to make a sound, and was washed away by the dark red Soul Power.
Fang Fan took out a long breath, which was filled with the aroma of wine and a burning sensation that was tempered by fire.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at Huo Wu, who was in his arms with an upturned face.
Huo Wu didn't notice the change in him just now. She only felt that the body she was close to was suddenly a little hotter than before, like a piece of iron that had just been baked, which made her heart beat faster.
She was a little crazy, so she leaned in to kiss him again. This time, it was either a drink or a kiss.
A clumsy, eager, and passionate kiss. Fang Fan didn't hide, his right hand slid down from her waist and lifted her up.
Huo Wu let out a soft cry, hooked his neck with both hands, and his red hair hung down and brushed against the back of his hands.
He carried her through the corridor, his steps neither fast nor slow.
The horn lamps in the corridor moved back one by one, and the halo of light passed over the two people in turn. Huo Wu put her face into his shoulder, not daring to raise her head.
She heard him push open a door, and then heard the door close behind him. The room was dark, with only the moonlight from the window leaking in, faintly imprinting the shadows of the two people on the floor.
She couldn't remember clearly what happened after that.
Soon he was covered by another wave of warmth.
His palms passed over her shoulders, back, and waist, and every place seemed to be lit with a small fire.
She used to only know the fierceness of Blazing Fire Wine, but that night she realized that there is another kind of fierceness in the world, which does not burn the throat, but only burns people.
She clung to his shoulders, her red hair spread out on the pillow like a piece of burning brocade.
She heard herself making some unfamiliar sounds, and she was so embarrassed that she buried her face in the crook of his neck, but her hands held him tighter.
When Martial Soul Fusion, her whole figure seemed to be immersed in a pool of warm wine.
The Sword Intent seeped into her meridians and followed her fire attribute Soul Power inch by inch, as if it had re-opened the road for her. Her flame Martial Soul made a low sound in the Soul Power space, like a comfortable sigh.
She could feel her Soul Power going up, little by little, climbing from Level 42 to the threshold of Level 43, and then passed with a slight step. Not only that, Martial Soul also changed.
There were a few extremely fine golden light streaks in the original red flame, as if it had been dyed by the Sword Intent of Seven-Colored Light Sword, making her fire purer and sharper.
She collapsed in Fang Fan's arms, her forehead was covered with sweat, her red hair was stuck to her cheeks with sweat, and her chest was heaving as if she had just run a long fire road.
She opened her eyes and looked at the dim beams above her head, her mind in confusion. How long had she known Fang Fan? From Soul Fighting Arena to Blazing Fire City, it only took a day and a night.