Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

No matter how hard Chu Xiaoyun tried, or how she rubbed the corners of her face, there was no other reaction on Que Yu's face except for a flush.

Is it really Brother Yunjin?

She began to doubt her own assumptions.

Que Yu's heart moved, and he quickly restrained his aura, revealing a gentle smile that Chu Xiaoyun was very familiar with:

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

This face is obviously that of Wen Jin's brother. There is nothing unusual about it. I must have been drunk and was just imagining things.

"No, it's okay."

Chu Xiaoyun quickly shook her head.

He is Brother Wenjin.

She gave an apologetic smile, and the doubts in her heart were dispelled.

Of course, he couldn't find anything unusual, because this was Que Yu's true appearance.

What a normal thing.

It is not uncommon for twins to have the same face.

What's more, when Que Yu came to replace Meng Wenjin, he used an extremely effective ointment to remove the scars on his body.

Apart from some indistinguishable details and a slightly stronger body, he was almost indistinguishable from Meng Wenjin.

People are somewhat different every day from the day before. Even if you notice those inconspicuous differences, you will not think that they are a different person.

However, Chu Xiaoyun was the first to see this face.

No one knew that this was Que Yu's true appearance.

He was still young when he met Ying Hanyuan, and his face had not yet fully grown.

Later he was taken for training and joined the Xuanyi Guard.

When he got older and his face took shape, he wore a half mask every day so that no one could see his true face.

Even if he has to perform a mission that requires him to show his face, Que Yu will use disguise techniques to transform himself into another appearance.

Until now, no one knew that the leader of the Xuanyi Guards had an identical face to the young master of the Yongding Marquis's Mansion.

The subordinates who came to assist him in the mission, seeing the leader's face, just thought that he was disguised by some means.

Chu Xiaoyun dispelled his doubts, and Que Yu continued to do what he was interrupted to do.

"Well, my lady, a night of love is worth a thousand gold, let's settle down."

Although this time's "resettlement" and the previous "rest" have the same meaning, Chu Xiaoyun still noticed the difference when she listened.

She could no longer remember what was surprising or wrong, and the blush on her face turned into the best rouge.

"An...settlement, oh, oh, okay."

Chu Xiaoyun stuttered, her heart pounding as she thought of the booklet her mother had stuffed in her pocket the day before.

The atmosphere around me changed, it became dry and stuffy, making it hard to breathe.

Influenced by her, Que Yu's usually calm state of mind was stirred up.

He was actually nervous.

Chu Xiaoyun also noticed that his ears were turning red and she shouted in surprise.

"Yeah, you..."

Before she could say anything, Que Yu pulled the red curtain.

It was dark and I couldn't tell the changes in anyone's expression.

"It's just for revenge and disguise, no different from the previous mission."

After convincing himself, Que Yu swiftly stripped off the clothes of both of them, touched their jade-like skin with his hands, and then covered them with his whole body.

He was used to doing things quickly and decisively, and this time should be no exception.

However, when he heard Chu Xiaoyun's soft cry of pain, his expression became stiff and his movements became restrained.

The dilemma made Que Yu occasionally think of retreating, after all, it was just a momentary outburst of anger.

But when he saw the watery eyes of the person under him, he couldn't let go.

He used up all his patience and waited for Chu Xiaoyun to calm down.

When there were gaps, his lips fell on various parts of her body, leaving large marks from her shoulders to her ankles.

For people who live in a world of swords and spears, these "scars" are really the least harmful.

There were bruises and purple marks on Chu Xiaoyun's snow-white skin, making her look as if she had been severely abused by him.

Que Yu took a deep breath and waited for her painful expression to disappear before continuing what he had failed to do before.

The auspicious wedding candles with dragon and phoenix designs burned slowly, and the light was reflected on the drawn bright red curtains, depicting overlapping and entangled figures.

From time to time, the voices of men and women could be heard from behind the curtains.

It started with the woman's slight moan, then a slight pain, and after a while, it turned into the man's gasps of pleasure and moans that were swallowed by the kiss.

Que Yu was getting better and better in the exploration, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. The pain from the scratches on his chest deepened the stimulation.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Take a break. I'm so tired."

Chu Xiaoyun's voice was charming, her eyes were moist, her red lips were swollen, and she looked pitiful and cute.

She begged for mercy, but the tormentor felt his throat tighten and the lust that had just subsided came back again.

Que Yu's original excuse was to take revenge on Meng Wenjin and to disguise himself better, but as soon as his body touched the soft skin, he forgot his purpose.

He was also greedy and forced the other person to come twice.

Que Yu has been training in a terrifying environment for a long time, and his physical strength and patience are extraordinary. The love that made Chu Xiaoyun beg for mercy is just an appetizer for him.

"Ayun, are you really tired?"

He brushed away the hair that was stuck to Chu Xiaoyun's face due to sweat, picked up the handkerchief under the pillow and wiped the sweat off her face. There was a hint of pity in his actions that he himself was not aware of.

He was not satisfied yet, but seeing her opening her mouth and taking small, rapid breaths, he decided to suppress his desire and let her go for the time being.

"Then..."

Chu Xiaoyun had not yet recovered from the joyous and terrifying afterglow that had just ended. She only heard his previous words and hurriedly replied:

"I'm tired. Really tired."

"Would you like to rest?"

"Brother Wenjin~"

The hand that was concentrating on caressing her hair paused, and the soft whisper was like a basin of ice water poured over his head.

Que Yu's other hand, which was hanging by his side, was pinched hard, and even though there were no nails, his palm was pinched until it bled.

It has nothing to do with love. When one is indulging in pleasure, anyone would feel uncomfortable if they were called someone they dislike.

Que Yu pulled open the curtain and asked the people guarding outside for water.

Chu Xiaoyun was hidden behind the curtain, and no one else could see the chaotic and ambiguous scene inside, so she lay on the bed with peace of mind.

I listened to the coming and going outside and the sound of water being poured into the bathtub and then the door was closed again.

She hurriedly got up, her legs still weak, and tried to use her taken-off clothes to cover herself and go behind the screen to wash.

Before her feet touched the ground, Que Yu stopped her and the clothes that were covering her feet fell to the ground.

Que Yu reached out his hand to Chu Xiaoyun's knee, picked her up easily and walked towards the bathtub behind the screen.

Even though they had just done the most intimate thing, being held naked in someone's arms, with their skin touching without any obstruction, Chu Xiaoyun still found it difficult to accept.

She couldn't break free, so she buried her face in Que Yu's chest and thought of words to comfort herself.

'After you wash, you can go back to bed and rest.'

She didn't expect that when she sat in the bathtub and thought she was about to be relieved, Que Yu hugged her again.