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

There was a long silence.

Que Yu pretended not to have heard anything, sat up, and spoke casually:

"Ayun, when things are over in a few days, we will leave the Meng Mansion and go to a place where there are only the two of us."

He gently brushed away her messy hair, his movements were gentle and his voice was soft.

"It's okay. We've only been together for a few months. It's normal that I can't defeat Meng Wenjin for the time being."

"We can slowly develop feelings for each other while living together in the future. One day, I will be able to replace him."

"..."

Hearing the end of the matter again, Chu Xiaoyun couldn't help but be shocked.

It’s over, what is over, there are only two of us, what will happen to brother Wenjin who is imprisoned?

Worried like this, Chu Xiaoyun also asked out loud.

"Brother Wenjin..."

The hand stroking her hair paused, "Do you really have to mention him?"

How can we not mention him?

Chu Xiaoyun suddenly thought of the man she saw at Fangli Pavilion who was tied to the wooden frame in place of Meng Wenjin. There were traces of torture on his clothes. Would Brother Wenjin also be -

The more she thought about it, the more flustered she became. She couldn't help but grab Que Yu's sleeve and started to speak:

"Where did you lock up Brother Wenjin? Did you lynch him..."

Even though Que Yu had opened her heart, she was still thinking wholeheartedly about her twin brother.

The pain in his heart was so deep that he couldn't even sit still. He could only lower his body and kiss Chu Xiaoyun's lips, trying to use softness to ease the uncomfortable feeling.

Chu Xiaoyun turned her head and tried to avoid it.

This time, Que Yu will not give in again.

Since Meng Wenjin is the only one in her heart, he has to snatch it himself if he can't get it through peaceful means.

Tie her tightly to yourself so that she has no time to think about others.

Que Yu bit Chu Xiaoyun's lips and licked and sucked them back and forth.

After lightly tasting her lips, he stuck out his tongue, wanting to go deeper.

Chu Xiaoyun clenched her teeth tightly and remained indifferent no matter how the other party teased her.

"Ayun, open your mouth."

Que Yu swept the tip of his tongue across her row of pearly teeth, teasing the sensitive area on the soft flesh inside her lips.

Chu Xiaoyun's mind was washed away by a strange feeling, her eyes were misty, and her body felt comfortable and uncomfortable.

Even so, she listened to him and opened her mouth.

I don’t know how I managed to do this last time, but I must not make the same mistake again now.

"Ayun, are you still thinking about your fiancé, my twin brother?"

Mentioning Meng Wenjin while being kissed, especially addressing him as younger brother, made me feel like I was betraying someone and was committing a taboo.

Wen Jin's brother is her fiancé, and he is the twin brother of the person on top of her, so what are we doing now?

For a young lady from a wealthy family, such behavior is too shameful and unacceptable.

Chu Xiaoyun's lips trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes. The tears in her eyes slid down her cheeks and fell into the crook of her neck.

Que Yu thought she was thinking about Meng Wenjin, and his eyes turned cold, and seemed to contain a hint of bloodthirsty red.

He retracted the vulnerability he showed in front of Chu Xiaoyun, lowered his head, sucked away the tear from the crook of his neck, and then bit it hard.

"hiss."

Chu Xiaoyun opened her eyes in pain and opened her lips, letting out a cry of pain.

She was brought up in a pampered environment and has very delicate skin.

After being bitten by Que Yu, a deep tooth mark was left on the white neck, and the pain seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Que Yu stroked the teeth marks on the snow-white skin, his fingertips slowly touching each indentation, his movements gentle and affectionate.

"It's so beautiful! Ah Yun, I'll use a needle to carve it down and let it stay on your body forever as a symbol that belongs to us alone, okay?"

Que Yu's eyes were deep and burning, as if he was really thinking seriously, not just joking.

These words were too creepy, and Chu Xiaoyun couldn't help but see a hint of panic in her eyes.

'Is he crazy?'

Que Yu was indeed crazy, he was possessed and had a serious disease called Chu Xiaoyun.

"But I can't bear to do that."

Seeing that Chu Xiaoyun almost couldn't control her hands and wanted to press on the teeth marks, he smiled softly and let go of the conversation.

Then, when she was half surprised and half doubtful, his lips pressed down on hers.

Chu Xiaoyun originally wanted to resist, but when she thought of what he had just said, she suddenly lost her temper.

"Ayun, I love you."

Que Yu moved the kiss to the sensitive back of the ear, and the warm breath teased the tip of the ear.

When Chu Xiaoyun's attention was distracted by the sound beside her ear, he untied her belt.

"Um...uh..."

The feeling of being possessed was too overwhelming. Chu Xiaoyun only let out a low cry before she was entangled by Que Yu and fell into the abyss of desire.

The half-undressed clothes were all taken off and thrown out of the curtain.

The bunk bed shook violently from side to side, making a creaking sound.

Along with the music were the man's heavy breathing and the woman's gentle moans.

I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly an arm covered with kiss marks appeared from behind the curtain.

In just a moment, he was grabbed tightly by the strong arms that followed closely.

The bony fingers gently tapped on the back of the woman's hand that was grasping the curtain, like a guest from afar, knocking politely on the host's door.

Then, when the master let down his guard, he turned the tables, grabbed the master's hand, led him into the curtain, and robbed him of everything.

Their fingers were tightly clasped together, leaving no gap, ambiguous and affectionate.

It was already late autumn, but there was not a hint of coldness in the small space surrounded by curtains.

The fiery atmosphere burned everything.

When it was over, Chu Xiaoyun's cheeks were flushed, as if she had drunk a bottle of strong liquor, her eyes were blurry, she wanted to sleep but couldn't, and she was so tired that she couldn't even finish her words in one breath.

"No, no. I'm so...tired."

Her hair was wet and stuck to her face, her look was disheveled but full of lust, her voice was tearful, but in Que Yu's eyes she was very attractive.

He lowered his head, kissed Chu Xiaoyun on the forehead, and lowered his voice:

"Okay, no more. Rest."

Only then did she close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

Que Yu put on his clothes and got out of bed. He asked his men to get some hot water and washed Chu Xiaoyun before leaving the room.

He has been very busy recently and has a lot of unfinished business.

I came back today on a whim.

Before leaving, he said to Iris in a deep voice:

"Madam is awake, please take good care of her. If there is anything unusual, please have someone report to me."

-

When Chu Xiaoyun woke up slowly, it was already the next morning.

She opened her hazy eyes and looked at the flickering candlelight on the curtains and remained silent for a long time.

"Ma'am, would you like me to help you get up?"

Iris pretended not to notice the kiss marks Chu Xiaoyun left inside her clothes and helped her put on her clothes.

During the entire process, Chu Xiaoyun didn't say a word.

Even when Iris prepared the meal and placed it in front of her, she just lowered her head, distracted, and sat motionless at the table.