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

The vines on the ankles climbed up, slowly "climbing over the calves, knees, and thighs.

It wrapped around in circles, sticking to the girl's soft skin, jumping flexibly and lightly, arousing a tingling feeling spreading from the bottom of her heart.

Ji Shuyang's eyes were red, she wanted to cry but couldn't, she kept shaking her head, choking and begging for mercy:

"Alin, Alin, don't."

"do not do that."

Mi Lin ignored her plea.

With a smile on his face, he lowered his head and kissed Ji Shuyang's exposed neck, leaving a series of exclusive rose-red marks.

Occasionally, he would pick up a piece of soft meat, hold it in his mouth, sucking and chewing it carefully, as if he was savoring some delicacy.

The vines that bound Ji Shuyang's wrists also began to move.

The thin vine then moved forward, climbing over the green veins on the back of the hand, starting from the thumb, circling around and around until it reached the little finger.

The slightly wider vines retreated, slid over the shoulders, stuck to the snow-white area on the chest, and then tightly adhered to the dimples on the waist and the butterfly bones on the back.

Those vines are not completely smooth. Perhaps to protect themselves from being eaten by wild beasts, some parts have some inconspicuous small thorns.

These small thorns are not sharp and cannot pierce the skin, but they can cause slight pain.

The slight pain made Ji Shuyang more awake and sensitive, and she could perceive the various sensations in her body more clearly.

There were gentle kisses on her neck and painful itching all over her body. Ji Shuyang was tortured to the point of losing her mind and could only lean on Mi Lin and sob softly.

"Do not……"

"Alin, I was wrong."

"It's better not to do this."

Although her clothes were intact, her body was covered with ambiguous red marks, and her fair skin was tinged with pink.

Just thinking about the abnormalities in her body, Ji Shuyang bit her lips in shame and wished she could bury herself in the ground.

Mi Lin's voice was as cold as ice.

"not good."

"Ayang, you know, I have been watching over you and protecting you since you were locked up."

"No one can hurt you, but you don't believe it, you don't believe it."

As he spoke, Mi Lin seemed to be aroused with anger again and bit her on the back of the neck again.

The pain awakened some of Ji Shuyang's sanity. She tried to open her eyes and recall what had happened before, so as to reconcile what he said about "always protecting her".

After more than ten seconds, she suddenly woke up:

"Are you the black cat?"

But isn't he a vine monster?

Ji Shuyang was confused.

Ji Shuyang was confused about Mi Lin's identity, but she remembered what he said about protection.

At first, when the kitten appeared, she didn't take it seriously and just regarded it as a comfort for being locked in the closed little house.

She doubted the kitten's identity, but she also felt that a cat would not be of much use. Even if the cat was really Mi Lin, it would make no difference to her.

Later, Du Nan came to see her frequently.

Ji Shuyang then discovered that it was not weak.

Several times, it hurt Dunan in anger, and Dunan, who possessed mysterious powers, was helpless and unable to catch it.

But at that time, compared to a cat, what Ji Shuyang really needed was someone who could take her away.

She stood on Du Nan's side, scolded it many times, and forbade it to attack again.

"Why do you want to use the tenderness you have for me on Du Nan?"

"Why are you protecting him? Why are you saying you want to go home with him?"

"If you provoke me, you can only provoke me. Even if you want to use me, you can only use me."

After saying that, the vines wrapped around Ji Shuyang suddenly disappeared.

Mi Lin put his arm around her waist and pulled her so that they were facing each other.

"Shu Yang, you can only belong to me."

Mi Lin lowered his head and sucked Ji Shuyang's lips hard, then let go and pushed her back hard.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

Ji Shuyang fell backwards, without even having time to take a look at Mi Lin's current appearance, she closed her eyes tightly and dared not open them.

The sound of wind blew past my ears.

She fell to the ground.

He didn't fall to the ground.

When it is about to touch the ground, the disappeared vines return and automatically weave into a soft quilt, gently wrapping the person in it.

Although she wasn't hurt from the fall, Ji Shuyang covered her heart and groaned in pain.

She closed her eyes, her face was pale, and her lips were tightly pursed, as if her heart was uncomfortable due to the fright.

"Shu Yang, are you feeling heartbroken?"

Mi Lin squatted down, half-knelt on the ground, and used his hands to brush away the messy hair on his face. His voice became much gentler, and his actions were full of pity and heartache.

Ji Shuyang's eyelashes trembled, and she did not answer his question, but only let out a loud groan of pain from her nose.

"That……"

As Ji Shuyang was expecting, Mi Lin kissed her.

"Then let it hurt."

He spoke coldly, bit his lips with his teeth, and then pressed his bloody lips against Ji Shuyang's lips.

Hearing Mi Lin's voice, which was no longer as cold as before, Ji Shuyang opened her eyes in surprise.

Seeing his current appearance again, I couldn't help but express my surprise in my heart.

Perhaps because he had "died" once, Mi Lin's appearance had changed a lot.

It seems to be the same face, but if you look closely, the facial features seem to have become more refined.

His dark green eyes turned into a very light green.

The short, messy hair turned into long, loose light green hair that matched the color of her eyes.

The skin was as white as snow, without a single flaw, and so thin that it was almost translucent.

If it weren't for his obsession with Ji Shuyang, he would have been like a god without any desires.

Ji Shuyang looked at the person in front of her, a little dazed.

'Who is the person in front of me?'

From the first day she met Mi Lin, she had a hunch that his identity was extraordinary, but it was only at this moment that she truly realized how special this "extraordinary" was.

"Shu Yang, you are distracted."

The moment Mi Lin pressed down on her, he noticed that Ji Shuyang was absent-minded.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across his face, and he crushed the edge of his bitten lip with his teeth, causing more blood to flow out.

While kissing, feed the flowing blood into her mouth.

Ji Shuyang had not been in Wuli Village for a long time, but she had seen too many bloody incidents and became extremely disgusted with the smell of blood.

Before the tip of her tongue touched the blood, she frowned and held her breath, trying to keep the disgusting smell of blood out.

How could Mi Lin allow her to refuse? He pinched Ji Shuyang's chin with one hand and put his tongue into her mouth flexibly.

He sent the blood bead into her throat and licked the soft flesh in her mouth before reluctantly withdrawing.

"Well."

Ji Shuyang wanted to spit out the blood in her mouth, but when she opened her mouth, she was stunned.

The blood drop swallowed into the throat did not have any bloody taste.

On the contrary, there was still an extremely fresh taste lingering in her mouth.

The smell made people feel happy both physically and mentally. Ji Shuyang did not feel uncomfortable in her heart, but she also felt that the pressure on her heart was much less than before.

Her mind was full of questions, and before she could open her mouth, the overwhelming kiss came down on her again.