The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

Before his heartbeat could return to its normal rhythm, a long vine stretched out from Wutong's back and quickly and neatly wrapped around Xufu's muscular waist.

There was only the sound of vines being tightened, and the figure of Xufu was lifted up and thrown down quickly.

He was still savoring the touch of her lips, his bright and shiny eyes staring straight at Wutong, with some lingering emotions exposed in front of her.

His burning eyes really made Wutong feel a little flustered and short of breath, and the vines around his waist couldn't help but loosen their grip.

This forced Xu Fu to somersault before landing steadily on the ground, and his figure flashed and appeared beside Wu Tong again.

His two strong arms exposed to the air were tightly wrapped around Wutong's waist. He changed his usual light-hearted and playful tone and spoke calmly and firmly.

"Wutong, even if a forced melon isn't sweet, I'll definitely keep pestering you this time. I don't want to waste another ten thousand years. You don't know how much I miss you, trapped in that illusion..."

The warm breath that came out with every word he spoke fell on Wutong's fair and cold neck, making her a little embarrassed and angry.

"Xu Fu, you are the Fifth Prince of the Son of Heaven and Earth, how can you be so shameless?"

She struggled hard, but the next moment her whole body was unable to move. It was obvious that her cheeks were red with anger.

"If I weren't so shameless, you, Wutong, would never look me in the eye as long as my elder brother is around."

Xu Fu picked her up like a princess, put a little force on his toes, and as the night wind blew, the two of them appeared in Wutong's boudoir.

Xu Fu gently placed her on the bed and slowly undid her shoes and socks. This intimate and meaningful gesture made Wu Tong's eyes red.

She bit her lips tightly and said nothing, but when Xu Fu raised his head, he saw the tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, and his lustful thoughts immediately stopped.

He mumbled quietly, "Go to sleep! I'll stay by your side and do nothing! Don't cry..."

As he spoke, Xu Fu quietly released the spell on her, jumped away and sat on the chair outside the screen.

Wutong felt that Xufu's breath was getting farther away, so she curled up her body until she turned into a dazzling Wutong flower that was about to wither.

It was hiding in the quilt, flashing a faint light, and tears were flowing from its stamens. The ambiguous calls seemed to still echo in its ears, and the whimpering sounds turned into howling.

The entire barrier began to loosen, and the bright moon hanging in the night sky and the stars that lit up the entire night sky began to flicker...

Under the hazy hot spring pool, Hua Ye, who felt the mountain loosening, was being pressed under Xu Zhi and was trembling and begging for mercy.

"Master... I can't stand it anymore... Something seems to have happened outside... Why is the sky and the earth shaking...?"

Hua Ye's voice was hoarse and he was breathing heavily, which sounded very charming.

On Xuzhi's expressionless face, only his cold eyes showed emotion, and beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

"Just focus. With Xu Fu and Wu Tong here, nothing will happen..."

Xu Zhi's icy hands now had a scorching temperature. He gently pinched Hua Ye's cheeks and kissed him again, making Hua Ye's entire body feel like boiling water, terribly hot...

Xu Fu stood outside the door, looking at the barrier that was shaking and about to fall, listening to the crying coming from the screen, his eyes full of heartache and helplessness.

The elves were sleeping soundly. As soon as Xu Fu discovered Wutong's mood, he had already created a boundary for their habitat.

Xu Fu, who couldn't bear her crying anymore, rushed in and pulled back her quilt.

The sudden coldness frightened Wutong so much that she turned back into her human form. She immediately wiped away the tears in her eyes, but the tears that had not yet fallen were still hanging on her cheeks.

Xu Fu pulled her into his arms, pinched her chin with one hand, and gave her a hot kiss on the lips. The kiss was so aggressive that Wu Tong couldn't breathe.

He didn't let her go until she couldn't breathe anymore. Xu Fu's eyes were filled with deep affection as he stared at her face and said.

"Wutong, there's no point in persisting on something that won't work out. My eldest brother never has you in his heart. You know that clearly, so why do you have to fight him so hard? Don't I smell good?"

His tone was urgent yet gentle. Only in front of Wutong could he control his violent temper.

Seeing that she still didn't say anything, he got anxious and yelled, "I listen to you in everything. You're the first thing I think of. Don't I love you more and treat you better than my big brother?"

Wutong stared at him blankly, listening to the irrational words coming out of his mouth. She knew that he was determined to get her today, otherwise he would give up completely.

"Wutong, your heart is made of ice just like my brother's. His heart has been warmed up. Shouldn't you give yourself a chance too?"

Xu Fu was in a state of confusion and continued to talk nonsense, slowly loosening his arms from her.

The burning love in his eyes gradually lost its luster as Wutong remained indifferent, slowly fading back to darkness.

"Okay...Wutong, from now on...I won't bother you anymore..."

After he said this, he immediately widened the distance between the two of them and was about to turn around and leave.

The cold touch on his left wrist made him turn around in half a second and sit on the edge of the bed, meeting Wutong's hesitant eyes that were reluctant to let him go.

"Don't……"

As soon as Wutong uttered a word, he blocked her mouth and forced her to swallow the words "Don't go".

This time the kiss was gentle and cherished. Xu Fu guided her step by step, fearing that he would use too much force and scare her open heart back.

Wutong's immature response aroused Xu Fu's passion, and he deepened the kiss, pushing her down on the bed...