Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xu Xingchen was afraid that if he was not careful, these heavy words would be like a sharp blade, inadvertently cutting through the hard-earned tranquility and harmony between the two of them, shattering this precious peace in an instant.

"what??"

When Hong Lingbo heard this, her pretty face, which was originally flushed with shyness, seemed to be struck by a sudden thunderbolt, and all the colors and emotions froze in an instant.

Then, a look of surprise that was hard to conceal quickly passed across her cheek, accompanied by a deep reluctance that was hidden deep in her heart and difficult to detect. The news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake.

This stirred up waves, making it impossible for Hong Lingbo's heart to remain as peaceful as before. She suddenly raised her little head which had been hanging down, and the shyness and brightness in her eyes intertwined into a complex and charming picture.

Those eyes were like the gentlest ripples on a tranquil lake in the early morning, rippling gently and flashing a shy yet barely perceptible firmness. That light contained endless tenderness and was so delicate that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

Every blink is like the most exquisite painting in nature slowly unfolding, fascinating and endearing. They are also as moving as willow branches swaying gently in the spring breeze.

Each light swing tells of endless thoughts and lingering emotions, like a series of affectionate paintings outlined with delicate brushstrokes. The tender gaze makes people involuntarily intoxicated.

It was as if I was being pulled by an invisible force, deeply trapped in that sea of ​​affection, unable to extricate myself. I just wanted to stare at it for a long time, and feel with my heart the pure and beautiful flow of emotions.

However, within this tenderness, there was a hint of imperceptible worry, which subtly entangled in Hong Lingbo's heart, just like the brightest star in the night sky, which was suddenly obscured by a dark cloud that passed by inadvertently. Although the light did not completely dissipate, it inevitably added a touch of melancholy and uneasiness.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Xu Xingchen's handsome face, trying to find the answer from that familiar outline. Although she was extremely reluctant, she was like a fallen leaf in the wind, with nowhere to go.

But Hong Lingmo knew in her heart that Xu Xingchen had always acted calmly and with discretion, and every decision he made was carefully considered. He must have had something important to do that forced him to make such a choice.

"Then... then you must be careful..."

The words slowly flowed from her lips, as gentle as the breeze in spring, yet as firm as the pine and cypress trees standing in winter. Every word seemed to be carefully crafted.

Containing deep concern and endless care for the person in front of her, Hong Lingbo's voice, although soft, is powerful, as if it can penetrate the barriers of time and space and reach Xu Xingchen's heart, making him feel the heavy love and support.

"Wife, don't worry!"

Xu Xingchen felt Hong Lingbo's inner worry and uneasiness, and a warm current slowly rose in his heart. He responded to her with a smile, and that smile flashed with firm confidence and determination.

At this time, Hong Lingbo was quietly resting his head on Xu Xingchen's strong and broad chest. Their bodies were tightly pressed against each other, as if they were integrated into one. This close contact made Hong Lingbo sensitive to the subtle changes in Xu Xingchen's body.

For a moment, Hong Lingbo looked up at him shyly, her eyes twinkling with stars, revealing an indescribable feeling of deep love. Her eyes were full of tenderness and affection, as if she wanted to condense all her love into the eye contact at this moment.

Hong Lingbo's pretty cheeks couldn't help but blush in the light of the stars, like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light. She lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and murmured softly.

"Chang... Changqing, can we... just sleep together? You... you make me feel so confused."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito's, but full of indescribable tenderness and expectation. Every word seemed to flow slowly from the softest place in the heart. Obviously, for the current situation which was both warm and slightly awkward.

Hong Lingbo's heart is complicated and contradictory. On the one hand, she is nostalgic for the close time with Changqing, as if she can hear each other's heartbeats. On the other hand, she is afraid that such closeness will cause more entanglements and waves in their relationship.

After listening to the words of the beautiful lady Hong Lingbo, which were slightly shy, as soft as a mosquito but full of infinite tenderness, Xu Xingchen's mouth corners inadvertently curled up in an arc that was both gentle and a little playful and doting.

His eyes became unusually gentle and deep at this moment, as if he could see through the most delicate emotional fluctuations in people's hearts. The flickering light in his eyes was like the brightest stars in the night sky, both distant and close.

Afterwards, Xu Xingchen spoke softly to the beauty Hong Lingbo in front of him in a low and magnetic voice like the sound of nature. Every word sounded like a carefully crafted work of art, full of irresistible charm.

"can!"

When these two words came out of his mouth, they seemed to be endowed with some kind of magical power. They fell gently into the air, instantly stirring up circles of subtle and delicate ripples, filling the entire space with an indescribable atmosphere that was both warm and full of expectation.

"Dong dong dong..."

A sudden sound broke the warmth and ambiguity in the air. This sound was like that of some object rubbing against clothes unconsciously due to the owner's inner excitement.

It seemed particularly abrupt in this atmosphere that was originally full of warmth and a hint of teasing, even though the answer Xu Xingchen had just given was so affirmative and tolerant, and his words were full of sympathy and understanding for Hong Lingbo.

But the "bad guy" who seemed to be out of control and a little stubborn, bulged up stubbornly at this moment, and it pressed tightly against Hong Lingbo's delicate body, as if it was also touched by this sudden intimate atmosphere.

This unexpected action made the already slightly awkward atmosphere even more subtle. Both of them felt the sudden embarrassment, but chose to respond with silence. Only the "dong dong dong" sound still echoed in their ears, reminding them of the abnormality at the moment and their accelerated heartbeats.

This sudden change was like an unexpected warm breeze in spring, gently blowing across Hong Lingbo's heart and making her already fair and delicate cheeks as white as porcelain.

In an instant, her face was dyed with a brighter and more attractive blush, which was like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light, delicate and gorgeous, exuding a faint fragrance and endless vitality, adding a bit of indescribable charm and tenderness to Hong Lingbo.

Moreover, her heart became extremely active at this moment, as if it was being bumped around by countless lively and cute little deer. The "thump, thump, thump" sound of her heartbeat was clearly audible, and it almost broke through the constraints of her chest and leaped to every corner of the outside world.

This sudden, surging, and uncontrollable shyness and panic, like a sudden storm, completely overturned Hong Lingbo's usual calmness and composure.

She was at a loss for a moment in this sudden emotional whirlpool, as if she was in a completely unfamiliar situation. Her heart was full of confusion and bewilderment. She didn't know what to do. She could only let this inexplicable emotion wash over her heart.

There was a bewildered light flickering in his eyes at this moment, which carried a bit of helplessness and hesitation, just like the most inconspicuous star in the night sky that had lost its way, wandering alone and helplessly in the vast sky, eager to find a ray of light to guide him forward.

It was this sudden embarrassment and throbbing that struck Hong Lingbo's heart like an invisible electric current, making her stand there at a loss as if she were under a spell.

A pair of delicate and smooth hands, as if carved from warm jade, inadvertently grasped the corner of the clothes tightly, with such force that it seemed to rub all the panic and uneasiness in the heart into the piece of cloth.

His eyes flickered, like the most blurred stars in the night sky. He longed to escape from this scene that made his heart beat faster and his cheeks slightly hot, but he was inexplicably pulled by an indescribable force.