What kind of magic power does that man named Bai Qinchen have? How could he make the usually frosty Mistress Nasha fall so low that she would even fight for her daughter?
"Well..."
Another high-pitched song came from the house, accompanied by the frightening sound of water stains.
Zhuo Yun's body trembled suddenly, and he felt an indescribable heat rising up, sweeping through his body instantly.
The days of following rigid rules all year round seem so pale and boring at this moment.
Although her husband Rock was kind to her, he had never given her such thrilling throbbing.
She held her breath and took advantage of the cover of darkness to boldly move forward half a step and peek inside through a very small break in the window paper.
The sight was narrow, but it was enough to clearly see the breathtaking scene.
The brocade quilt is messy and white waves surge.
She saw the jade hand that was usually used to point out the world, now greedily clinging to the man's strong back; she saw Xuanyue's delicate face with a sickly and satisfied blush, pushing against her mother like a little beast protecting its food.
And that man was at the center of the storm, acting recklessly and dominating the joys, sorrows, and joys of these two noble women.
"Gudong."
Zhuo Yun could clearly hear the sound of his own swallowing, which was particularly harsh in this silent corridor.
She covered her mouth in panic, her heart beating violently as if it was about to burst through her chest.
Fear? Yes, she is still afraid. But under the background of fear, a desire that has never been seen before grows like a weed.
It turns out that that kind of thing... can you be so happy?
Looking at the two snow-white bodies in the room, a layer of mist filled Zhuo Yun's eyes.
She slowly leaned against the cold wall, trying to use the coldness of the wall to suppress the heat in her heart, but her legs uncontrollably closed together and rubbed gently.
I don't know how long it took, but the fighting in the house stopped. Zhuo Yun was like a frightened rabbit, lifting up its skirt in a panic and walking quickly through the corridors.
It wasn't until she rushed into her secluded and quiet courtyard that she slid down the door panel as if she was losing all her strength.
There were no lights in the room and it was dark.
The darkness gave her a false sense of security, but it also made her senses more acute.
The scenes she had just glimpsed at the end of the corridor were growing crazily in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of them.
"Crazy... all crazy..."
Zhuo Yun groped to the table with trembling hands, wanting to pour a glass of cold water to calm his shock.
The cold water entered his throat, but it could not extinguish the inexplicable fire in his heart.
Just then.
A burst of unhurried footsteps suddenly came from the path behind him.
Who is it?
Zhuo Yun's body suddenly froze, and he turned his head slowly and stiffly.
In the dimness, a slender figure stood quietly at the entrance of the courtyard like Ghosts blending into the night.
With the faint moonlight cast through the sparse shadows of trees in the distance, she could clearly see the person coming.
It's Bai Qinchen.
Strangely, the expected panic did not come as expected.
On the contrary, an indescribable and inexplicable expectation instantly ran through her body, causing the fire deep in her body to burn even more vigorously.
Bai Qinchen stepped into the small courtyard, closed the door, and then walked calmly in front of her. In the dimness, Zhuo Yun could vaguely see a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
That smile was like an invisible fire, adding fuel to the budding desire in her heart.
"How do you feel after taking a peek these past few days?" Bai Qinchen's voice was filled with a kind of seductive banter, which directly exposed the secret that she had carefully maintained over the past few days.
Zhuo Yun's cheeks instantly became hot, and shyness and desire surged through her body, making her almost unable to breathe.
She bit her lower lip, trying to calm her chaotic heartbeat, but her voice still had an imperceptible tremor.
"You, aren't you afraid that I will tell A Dai about this? This is Death God’s Estate after all!" She tried hard to sound strong, trying to use the majesty of "A Dai" and "Death God’s Estate" to build her final line of defense.
Bai Qinchen heard this and just chuckled. The laughter was full of understanding and disdain, as if he had seen through all her disguises of being fierce and shy.
"Didn't you tell him?" His eyes seemed to have substance, lingering on her body with aggression, as if he could directly penetrate into the deepest struggles and desires in her heart.
That calm rhetorical question was like a mirror, mercilessly reflecting the already shaky moral defense line deep in Zhuo Yun's heart.
"That's... because A Dai is not here." Zhuo Yun bit his bloodless lower lip, his voice as thin as a gossamer, trying to find a reasonable excuse for his cowardice.
Bai Qinchen Hearing this, his eyebrows raised slightly, and the playful arc at the corners of his mouth deepened.
"In that case, you can go find him now." He shrugged nonchalantly, stepped back half a step, and completely cleared the courtyard door passage that was originally blocked, and said, "Go tell him everything that happened here, expose me, and judge me. Go ahead, I promise not to stop you."
Zhuo Yun stared at the door, Steamed Bun heaved violently.
She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the suffocating heat in her lungs.
"I will go." She whispered, as if to convince herself.
She stepped forward, forced herself to look straight, and walked towards the door.
The moment Zhuo Yun was about to pass by Bai Qinchen, her heart suddenly shrank.
A certain sense of expectation from the depths of her soul instantly penetrated her will.
The images she spied in the past few days flooded into her mind, Nasha's intoxication, Xuanyue's obsession. Those taboo illusions turned into real shackles, tightly entangled around her ankles.
Her knees weakened, and the courage she had accumulated collapsed into ashes in an instant.
"Ah..."
Before she even let out a short exclamation, her body fell uncontrollably into Bai Qinchen's arms.
Chapter 819 You promised not to stop me
Bai Qinchen held Zhuo Yun's body firmly in his arms, and the soft fragrance hit his nostrils. He lowered his head and sighed deeply.
Smelling the fragrance emanating from her hair, the smile on her lips deepened instead of diminishing.
Zhuo Yun was startled by this sudden hug, her cheeks were red, her breath was short, and her heart was in her chest.
His voice was beating like a drum.
She struggled hard, with a hint of trembling anger in her voice. "You, what are you doing? You promised not to stop me.
You're holding me, let me go!"
Bai Qinchen just chuckled and said jokingly, "I didn't stop you. You didn't just throw yourself into my arms."
Is it in there?"
The warm breath sprayed on Zhuo Yun's earlobes, arousing a burst of electricity, and her cheeks instantly turned red.
The Buddha wanted to bleed, so he defended with shame and anger.
"I didn't..." Zhuo Yun said, shaking his head, but his voice was extremely soft and unconvincing.
"No?" Bai Qinchen raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile, but he did not continue to ask this question.
I was struggling with the issue, but it was unexpectedly satisfying.
"Okay, I'll let you go. You can go."
However, Zhuo Yun did not move.
Her legs seemed to have taken root, nailed to the spot, and her body was still tightly attached to Bai Qinchen
In his arms, he seemed to be firmly attracted by some invisible force and could no longer move an inch.
Bai Qinchen chuckled lightly, hugged the delicate body in his arms a little tighter, and pressed the solid chest tightly against it.
Her soft undulations.
"Look, I told you to let you go, but your legs seem to have their own ideas." There was a hint of emotion in his voice.
This laziness of knowing everything made Zhuo Yun's already hot cheeks burn even more.
Zhuo Yun was startled, and her already weak legs were becoming increasingly weak.
She wanted to retort, to use sharp words to cover up her inner panic and desire, but when the words came to her lips,
But all that was left was a gnat-like whimper.
"I... I just feel weak in my legs..."
This excuse was so pale that even she couldn't convince herself.
"Oh? Really?" Bai Qinchen's lips curved into a deeper arc. He lowered his head, the tip of his nose almost touching
He touched her, stared into her eyes that were tinged with shyness and panic, and said:
"Is it because you have been standing for too long, or is it because... something else?"
Every word of Bai Qinchen stirred up endless ripples in the deepest part of her heart.
Ripple.
The scenes I had glimpsed at the end of the corridor in the past few days were like a flood that burst the embankment, rushing towards me crazily.
Her shaky sanity.
Nasha's intoxicating singing voice, Xuanyue's obsessed look...
And this man, a strong figure fighting with them.
Those pictures once frightened her and made her despise her, but they were also like a poisonous seed in her barren and dry mind.
In the dry heart, a seed called desire was planted.
Now, this seed has broken out of the ground, grown crazily, and bound her whole body airtight.
"Let me go..." Zhuo Yun's lips moved, giving out the last resistance, but his voice was as soft as a ball.
Cotton, without any deterrent, said, "I... I am a married woman, my husband is Rock, and I am A
Silly sister-in-law...".
She tried to use her husband's name and the identity of A Dai's sister-in-law to awaken her last glimmer of clarity, for
Build a moral barrier for yourself.
"Rock?" Bai Qinchen repeated the name playfully, with a more playful look in his eyes, and said, "That
A man as boring as a stone? Can he make your heart beat like it's about to jump out of your throat like this? He
Can it make you feel hot all over and your legs weak like you are now?"
A series of questioning mercilessly shattered her last line of defense.
Yes, although her husband Rock is kind to her, he is also as dull and boring as a real stone.
Their married life was more like a routine. Never had she been so frightened and almost...
The throbbing was almost suffocating.
Under Bai Qinchen's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, all the disguises of Zhuo Yun were revealed.
She turned her face away in shame and anger, not daring to look at him again, her fine eyelashes trembling like Butterfly Wings, revealing
her inner defeat.
Looking at her ostrich-like appearance, Bai Qinchen knew that the heat was coming.
He no longer spoke words, but used actions to declare his victory.
He released one of his hands around her waist and gently raised her chin, forcing her to face him again.
Already self-lighting.
Then, in Zhuo Yun's suddenly contracted pupils, he slowly, with irresistible force, lowered his voice
Kissed her head.
"Ugh!".
All the protests and struggles were blocked in his throat.