Marrying Gold and Jade

She remembered that it was the same on the boat. He deliberately avoided her for three days, and she felt very uncomfortable on the third night.

Now it's happening again.

Because she had been with Xu Jinxuan before, she might even forget about it if it didn't happen for too long.

It was still early, and she told A Yuan that he wanted to talk to her for a while, but the surging feeling in her blood was so familiar that she knew she was about to lose all her rationality again.

Even though she had a second person to rely on in the palace, she still had no choice because Xu Jinxuan had the leverage over her.

She stabbed him and ran away from Chonghua Palace, rejected his request for peace that day, and went back to another man today.

Lin Yuguang began to feel aggrieved when he thought about it.

Mingyuan knocked on the door three times but there was no response. Afraid that something had happened to her, he pushed the door open and took a look inside.

The girl was lying on the couch, fully dressed, with the bed curtains not even drawn.

Suspecting that she had fallen asleep and fearing that she would catch a cold, Mingyuan closed the door and walked towards the inner bedroom.

As soon as I got closer, I heard her sobbing.

"what happened?"

The girl lowered her head and did not respond to his question.

Mingyuan could only reach out to support her shoulders, and after a slight hesitation, he turned her body around.

Then I ran into her with tears on her face.

Her eyes were slightly red and swollen from crying. She put down one hand, and there was a clear circle of teeth marks on the back of her hand.

"Ayu, what happened?"

He squatted beside the bed and asked, his eyes full of concern, but Lin Yu no longer had the energy to look closely.

The tears that were gushing out of her eyes paused, and she stared blankly at the man beside the bed.

Some not-so-clear memories, which were originally covered in dust, quietly awaken at this moment.

In front of the flower stand filled with Epiphyllums, it was dim all around, she was overwhelmed with impulse, she sat astride the man and sucked a few drops of blood from his lower lip.

Why do you think of blood?

Lin Yu didn't understand. In a moment, she forgot about Xu Jinxuan and stared at the young man in front of her.

A new thought in his body was clamoring for blood, more blood.

"A Yuan..."

The girl's hair was slightly messy, with a few strands of hair hanging on her forehead. Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were filled with tears when she parted her red lips.

Mingyuan seemed to be burned by this voice and her appearance at that moment.

He just managed to avoid her gaze and was about to ask for a doctor when the girl on the couch half threw herself out, was caught by him, and then put her arms around his neck.

"A Yuan..." She called again, this time close to his ear, her soft lips brushing against it intentionally or unintentionally.

He will only be eighteen years old next year, but he is no longer a child who is ignorant of the world.

Almost instantly, he remembered the night he left the Lin Mansion. In the greenhouse, Lin Yu climbed on top of him and they kissed passionately.

He did not allow himself to recall this experience because he knew she was not conscious at the time and strictly speaking it was not her will, but he just could not forget it.

During the sleepless nights of her youth, she would fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

Her body was so soft and hot at the moment.

The young man was still squatting beside the couch, the bulge in his throat rolled around, and his breathing became heavy.

"Lie down." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse.

"I do not want!"

Just as he tried to push her body away, Lin Yu held him tighter, "Give me, give me some..."

She is not conscious. Mingyuan closed her eyes and told herself over and over again that she is not conscious.

"What do you want?"

Maybe she felt it was strange to ask for this, so she panted several times before saying, "Your blood, I want your blood."

Ming Yuan actually breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is good."

He knew where the needle and thread were placed and wanted to get up to get them, but Lin Yu clung to him even tighter.

Helpless, he finally held the person in one hand while searching in the box with the other.

"Have you found it?"

The boy's arms were thicker than her thighs. She could easily sit in his arms, then rest her head on his broad shoulders and ask sadly.

If she couldn't find it, she was afraid she would not be able to resist biting someone.

It was so cold and the snow was still melting, but Mingyuan was sweating on his forehead.

Holding down the girl's restless waist, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Right away, wait a moment."

"Woooo..."

Mingyuan couldn't bear to hear her cry. If his hands were not free, he would have wanted to cover her mouth.

This was not an insignificant person, but a girl that he was sincerely grateful to and had admired silently for many years. Her every frown and smile was enough to move his heart.

When the sewing box finally appeared before his eyes, Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is."

He carried the person to the table, roasted the silver needle over the fire, and then pierced his fingertip without hesitation.

Blood oozed from the fingertips with thin calluses. Ming Yuan was about to let it drip into the cup, but Lin Yu had already reached the limit of his patience.

She held his wrist, opened her cherry lips slightly, and swallowed a section of his knuckles into her mouth.

The hall was very quiet, too quiet.

Even though I looked away at least a year later, it was hard to ignore the sound of her sucking.

And the feel of her lips.

Wet, hot, and the tip of the tongue is small and soft.

Mingyuan's other hand, which was hanging by her side, had been clenched secretly. She closed her eyes and reminded herself that she should leave her bedroom immediately when she felt it was enough.

But the moment his fingertips separated from her lips and tongue, her crying voice came into his ears again: "No more..."

Like a hungry baby crying for food because he can't get breast milk.

When he pierced his second finger, he was already so impatient that his brows were tense and his mouth was dry, thinking, if that's not enough, he could just cut his wrist.

Fortunately, this time she let out a sigh of relief, and there was finally light in her eyes.

"anything else?"

Lin Yu shook his head.

The brief moment of clarity made her wonder why Mingyuan's blood worked.

She immediately explained to others: "Xu Jinxuan put a love poison on me, and it will break out if I don't see him for three days..."

Almost unconsciously, she held the hand that fed her blood and put it against her cheek. "I don't know why, but your blood seems to be able to suppress it."

The sleeves of her clothes fell down along her arms, and the girl stroked the meridians on his wrists, stroking them over and over again, as if she couldn't let go.

Tenderness and hardness collided, the honey-colored arms were tense, and the blue veins almost jumped out of the flesh.

Mingyuan's eyes became hot when he saw this scene, his ears became hot when he heard her speak, not to mention when she stroked his arm. Every part of his body became hot.

He closed his eyes in self-abandonment and asked, "What should I do when an attack occurs?"

He was expecting something, he didn't dare admit it.

Lin Yu seemed to be awakened by this question.

She felt much better than before, but the heat all over her body told her that the poison had not been completely suppressed.

She touched him unconsciously, guided him to touch her, all because she needed more.

This thought startled her, and her slender wrist trembled and loosened from the boy's arm.

She was even daydreaming just now that his arms were so hard and thick that he could lift her up with one hand. He must be very strong.

"Well……"

Lin Yu shook her head and tears fell from her eyes.

It was so embarrassing. She had just reunited with A Yuan and she didn't want to be so embarrassed. She would rather go back to find Xu Jinxuan.

He staggered and tried to get up, but his legs were weak and the boy grabbed him by the waist and picked him up.

He knew what Lin Yu was thinking. She cared a lot about her reputation.

He knows, he knows it all.

"Since I can too..." He put the man on the couch again and seemed overly calm when he spoke.

"Why not, use me."