Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 118 Turning the Tables to Become King (31)

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Yuyan didn't understand the situation, but seeing her sweating profusely, he was a little worried, so he stepped forward, and a faint, unknown fragrance wafted from her body.

Shen Yun tugged at her clothes, looked at the person in front of her, and involuntarily swallowed. Then she shook her head violently and began to silently repeat in her mind, "No, no, this is her son, this is her son."

With great difficulty, he managed to squeeze out a few words, "You go out first, and I'll explain to you later."

For some reason, Shen Yun found that the fire on his body was burning even more intensely. He could still speak before, but now he could only hold his tongue and try not to make any strange noises.

She does have an antidote, but this aphrodisiac isn't poison.

If she had known this would happen, she would have studied it more carefully.

But are the medicines in this world really that potent? Just as he was thinking this, two streams of blood flowed from under his nose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xia Yuyan was shocked and quickly grabbed her, their fingers touching, the heat reaching his heart. "Are you sick?"

He cupped the woman's waist in his hands and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Wait a moment, I'll take you to see the imperial physician now."

His waist, which could be easily pinched with one hand, made him blush.

The cool touch slightly relieved the heat in her body. Shen Yun opened her eyes, looked at the person in front of her, and finally completely lost her mind. "First of all, let me make it clear that I told you to leave. You didn't leave, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

The rest of her words were somewhat unclear. Xia Yuyan moved closer and felt a soft touch on his lips. His body stiffened abruptly, and he was about to put her down when the woman seemed to be attached to him. Despite several tugs, they did not separate but instead moved closer together.

During the struggle, veins bulged on Xia Yuyan's forehead, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his bloodshot eyes showed the desire to struggle.

A blush spread across her cheeks, adding to her beauty.

Looking at the woman in his arms, who was as slippery as an eel, even though he had never experienced it before, he knew what this meant. As if he had been infected, he pursed his lips tightly, took a few steps back while holding the woman, and closed and locked the door.

"Don't move, I'll take responsibility for you." Shen Yun was no longer satisfied with just lingering kisses and stripped the person naked.

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Shen Yun sat bolt upright, glanced at the man beside her who was fast asleep, and suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen...

I pinched my arm hard; I wasn't dreaming.

With a blank stare, she reluctantly put on the tattered clothes she had thrown under the bed, then slumped down at the foot of the bed.

[Host, host.] A hesitant voice sounded.

Shen Yun raised his hand and used points to redeem a tool in the system's shop, instantly blocking its sound. Even a fool could guess that it was doing it on purpose.

Actually, she wasn't particularly angry, but she felt like she had fallen into a trap where she had no control over her own destiny, and this feeling of being controlled was very unpleasant.

She even looked at the man on the bed.

I just don't know if he or she are caught in the trap, or if he or she is the one setting the trap.

If it was the latter, Shen Yun clenched her fist, sneered twice, lifted a corner of the gauze curtain, and tiptoed outside. Regardless of whether she was here or if it was a trap, what she had done today was dishonest. Seeing the light coming from outside, a look of joy appeared on her face.

"Don't you want to take responsibility?" Youyou's voice came from behind her.

Just as Shen Yun was rejoicing at her imminent escape from the battlefield, she shuddered. After a few moments, she stiffly turned around, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. "You're awake."

The man was completely naked, covered only by a brocade quilt. His bare chest was speckled with crimson. His sleepy eyes slowly lifted, filled with self-reproach. "You don't want to take responsibility, do you?" he repeated.

Shen Yun twitched her lips, suddenly feeling that the question made her sound like a scumbag who slept with someone and then ran away.

"How could that be? I'm just not ready yet." So let's all happily forget about this after today and live in peace.

He weakly pulled half of the blanket off himself, his eyes slightly red. "You can go. Just pretend... just pretend nothing happened last night."

Shen Yun hesitated and turned his head. He had just taken a step when he heard him say something else.

"Anyway, I'm nothing in your eyes." I'm not important at all, so even if we have physical intimacy, it can be treated as if it didn't happen.

"That's not how it works," Shen Yun retorted instinctively. "You should know what happened to me yesterday."

Xia Yuyan nodded, forcing a smile. "I know, but I can't break free."

Shen Yun suddenly lost the courage to say what she wanted to say. It seemed a bit irresponsible of her to say such things, and she also felt that something was off about the conversation between the two of them.

"You can go now, don't worry about me."

Even so, the man's aggrieved expression did not fade, and his rosy lips were tightly bitten.

Shen Yun felt she must be crazy to see a pitiful look in a man with eight-pack abs.

Provoked by that expression, Shen Yun subconsciously blurted out, "I don't care about you."

"What?" As if by magic, the man's aggrieved expression hadn't faded before it was replaced by surprise and delight. "Really?"

Feeling vaguely that he had been deceived, Shen Yun could not take back what he had said, so he could only nod reluctantly with a dark face.

More than regret, she felt annoyed and relieved. Luckily, it was a man last night. If she hadn't woken up and the two women had been touching her inappropriately, she might have been disgusted to death.

Thinking of the culprit, Shen Yun snorted coldly, said "See you later" and stormed out.

She walked quickly and didn't notice that after she turned around, the man gave a slight smile, and his eyes showed not grievance but clearly satisfaction.

First, he went back to his palace to change into clothes that could cover him completely, and then led two teams of followers out in a grand procession.

Of the two groups, one group was carrying an erhu, and the other group was carrying a suona.

This level of detail shouldn't get me banned, right? I heard you can't write anything below the neck. If it does get banned, I'll change it to kissing one strand of her hair, two strands, three strands...

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