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

Yin Xiuyu hadn't walked far when she heard Yan Ze groaning in pain. She turned around and took a few quick steps, then reached out to support the tall man who had bent his back unconsciously.

"You are hurt?"

She couldn't help but curse herself in her heart.

I noticed the strange look on his face just now, but later I forgot to ask about his situation because I didn't dare to look at Master Yan's changing eyes. Why?

I haven't come to check on him for so many days. Maybe someone will take advantage of the situation and do something to hurt him.

Yan Ze didn't reply, and Yin Xiuyu couldn't help but think the worst.

She became nervous and for a moment ignored the line of defense between men and women. She reached out to see if he had any wounds.

A soft hand touched his body, and even though Yan Ze didn't use much force, he still felt something pressing heavily on his chest, and his heart beat faster.

When his hand left his chest and reached out to check his arm, he suddenly woke up, thinking of the dagger wound that had not yet fully healed, and quickly reached out to stop it:

"I'm not hurt."

"Really? Then why is your face so red and your body so hot? Are you sick?"

Yin Xiuyu was a little unconvinced and reached out to touch his forehead.

A hand of normal temperature placed on his forehead temporarily extinguished Yan Ze's hot temper.

The color of his eyes unconsciously turned a little red, and he gasped softly due to the excessive heat. He couldn't help but turn his head to get closer to the person who brought him coolness.

When he turned around, all Yan Ze could see was Yin Xiuyu's pale face.

It was like a flower blooming in spring, with white and soft petals. It was clearly a visual experience, but he seemed to smell an extremely tempting fragrance.

Yan Ze's round Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his mouth became dry unconsciously.

He is thirsty.

I'm hungry too.

The strong desire for destruction was instantly swallowed up by a strange "appetite".

Yan Ze couldn't control the sudden impulse. He raised his hands on the table, put his arms around Yin Xiuyu's waist from behind, and pulled her.

"what!"

Caught off guard, Yin Xiuyu was hugged tightly.

She rested her head on the man's broad chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat, and suddenly became extremely panicked.

Before I could react, the person in front of me pressed down on me with his lips.

Yan Ze's whole body was burning hot, even his lips.

Yin Xiuyu only felt that the lips pressing against her were like a ball of fire.

It did not bring any burning pain, but touching it made her feel as if her lips were about to melt into water.

Panicked and scared.

The heat in her face made her vision blurry.

Yan Ze's eyes were filled with desire for the person in front of him, and simply pressing his soft lips against hers was not enough.

He put one hand around her waist and held the back of Yin Xiuyu's neck with the other hand, trying to go further.

The action of asking for something also changes from being immature and ignorant at the beginning to becoming familiar.

The two changed positions.

Yin Xiuyu's legs were pressed against the table not far from the wooden bed, and her body fell backwards.

Yan Ze half pressed on her, kissing her from her lips to her jaw, neck, and behind her ears.

Yin Xiuyu has been struggling hard.

However, when she pushed him with her hands, her strength was no match for Yan Ze, who had recovered most of his spiritual power. No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't move his position at all.

He wanted to call for help, to ask the demons outside to come in and help, so he opened his mouth and some careful considerations dominated his mind.

Yan Ze is still a prisoner in custody and his situation is already bad. If he shouts for help, the demons outside may come in and see him molesting him, and then report to Ali.

She didn't dare to think about how difficult his situation would become in the future.

However, her considerations seemed like silent indulgence to the other party who did not know the reason.

Yan Ze's actions became more and more presumptuous. His kisses slid behind her ears and kissed a small area of ​​her thin back along the collar that had been loosened slightly during her struggle.

"Yan Ze!"

Yin Xiuyu felt as if she was struck by lightning and couldn't help shivering.

She gritted her teeth, timidly called out his name, put her hands on his shoulders again, and pushed him away with all her strength.

Yin Xiuyu's beautiful almond-shaped eyes were filled with crystal tears.

She didn't know how things had developed to this point.

How could Master Yan...how could he do such a thing.

Kissing, such an intimate thing, has only been done to her by Ali, how could he do this.

Yin Xiuyu felt both embarrassed and annoyed, and gradually, the anger took over.

Apart from remembering not to make too much noise to evade detection by the demon guards outside, she tried almost everything she could think of to break free.

Finally, a crisp sound exploded in the ears of the two people.

Yin Xiuyu and Yan Ze woke up at the same time.

Yin Xiuyu looked at her palm in disbelief. She couldn't imagine that she actually slapped someone else.

She has a soft and kind personality and rarely conflicts with anyone, let alone slapping someone in the face like she did now.

Even though she was the one being bullied, her first reaction after realizing that she had hit someone was still to apologize.

"I……"

The words Yin Xiuyu was about to say were cut off in mid-air.

She clenched her hand that had hit the man in the air, feeling guilty and aggrieved. The tears in her eyes finally fell down like pearls from a broken string.

"Feel sorry."

Yan Ze also came back to his senses.

He ignored the pain on his face and apologized in a hoarse voice.

Yin Xiuyu ignored him and continued to cry with her head down in grievance.

Yan Ze did not say any more worthless words. He reached out and grabbed the hand that she had used to hit him in the face. He pried open her five fingers, and seeing the redness and swelling on them, he could not help but frowned in pain.

At that time, she was probably really anxious. She stretched out her hand without any restraint and hit him in the face with all her strength, causing a burning pain.

However, such pain was nothing but a piece of cake for Yan Ze, who had suffered countless hardships during his training.

But for a delicate woman like Yin Xiuyu, even if she was the one who hit someone, she still suffered a lot.

Yan Ze lowered his head slightly and blew gently and tenderly at the red and swollen area.

The cool breeze blew across the painful area, bringing some unbearable itching.

Yin Xiuyu couldn't cry anymore and pulled her hand back.

But halfway through, he was forcefully pulled back by Yan Ze.

After saying his apology, every move he made still carried an irresistible tone.

Yan Ze didn't allow her to take her hand back and continued to lower his head and blow on her palm.

As the cool breeze exhaled from his mouth, a light breath seemed to instantly flow into the air, and followed his blowing movement to flow towards her red and swollen wounds.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Yin Xiuyu felt that the pain in her palm had completely disappeared.