Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Grandpa Gao only listened to the second half of what was said; in fact, the two had already gone back and forth on this issue several times.

Rewind to a quarter of an hour earlier, when Qi Jingheng had had his fill and was finally willing to let go of Chu Yun. However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he found a comfortable position and lay on his side, his handsome face full of satisfaction, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his whole body was obviously relaxed. His tense nerves relaxed a little.

He was a skilled hunter. Although he had already torn the prey to shreds and swallowed it, he still lingered over the broken bones and refused to leave. In particular, the sight of Chu Yun's almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears and her dazed expression pleased him. He picked her up and thought about taking her to the clean room to wash.

The tent was hot, the rich scent of gardenias mingling with the heat and a faint, indescribable odor. It was damp and stuffy, like succulent water that wouldn't dissolve, or like overripe fruit that was beginning to rot, irritating Qi Jingheng's nostrils. When he touched that fair wrist, he couldn't help but regret his rashness. He really shouldn't have had any physical contact with her under these circumstances. If he had lost control, he wouldn't have been able to sleep tonight.

Qi Jingheng, thinking of cutting his losses, let go of her hand, only to have it quickly grabbed again. He raised an eyebrow and looked down, finding that Chu Yun had come to her senses. Her unfocused eyes had brightened, and she was staring intently at him. But when he looked over, she looked away as if startled. Her porcelain-white face was a shade redder than before. She was like a flower in full bloom, exuding a strong, stimulating, and seductive fragrance.

His hand, held by her, felt a little numb. Qi Jingheng's rationality told him he should let go, but he followed his heart. He gently stroked Chu Yun's fingers with his fingertips, a soft laugh escaping his throat, the last syllable trembling with a hint of panting.

"What is it?" His voice sounded surprised and amused, hoarse as if he had sand in his throat, each word rolling around in the sand, much like the tone of his voice when he said "the last time" several times before. The difference was that he was panting heavily then, but his voice was very steady now.

But this did not prevent Chu Yun from experiencing stress. When Qi Jingheng said it was the last time, his eyes were like an impenetrable wall, filled with an expression that Chu Yun could not understand, almost sucking her soul in. A woman who has just experienced sex wholeheartedly believes in a man who has control over all her senses, but she does not know that in the bedroom, a man's words are the least trustworthy.

Having learned her lesson after being taken advantage of a few times, Chu Yun raised her almost powerless arm when Qi Jingheng said "this is the last time" again. She grasped the man's hand on her shoulder, revealed a fawning smile, and the bright red beauty mark on her face seemed to come alive, growing countless vines in sync with her smile, pulling Qi Jingheng into the deepest desire.

Before Chu Yun could even speak, her eyes were covered, followed by an overwhelming barrage of kisses that silenced everything she wanted to say. By the time Qi Jingheng released her lips and his delicate kisses fell on the side, Chu Yun was already dizzy and disoriented. The lack of oxygen made her carefully crafted words vanish without a trace. She didn't have the brain or the mind to reorganize her thoughts. Or rather, she only had this brief moment of clarity because Qi Jingheng noticed her distraction. The next moment, she was held even tighter. Soon, an unprecedented sensation spread throughout her body, robbing her of her senses and making it difficult for her to remain clear-headed.

The feeling of being lost in thought lingered until just now. Chu Yun didn't want to experience that feeling again. She suddenly let go of Qi Jingheng's hand, fear flashing in her eyes. She was only relying on instinct to avoid the risk, but she ignored Qi Jingheng's suddenly darkened eyes.

If she were even slightly more perceptive, she would have noticed that Qi Jingheng's current state was significantly more dangerous than before.

A lion can tolerate its prey roaming its territory, but it cannot tolerate prey leaving on its own when it has piqued its interest, as that is seen as a provocation and an offense to its dignity.

Chu Yun's actions made Qi Jingheng feel a little displeased. He didn't necessarily want to be harsh on a woman who had just had intimate relations with him, but his innate pride wouldn't allow him to be led by the nose. Ever since Chu Yun held his finger, he had been captivated by her every move. Even after she let go, he felt a sense of reluctance. Realizing this, Qi Jingheng felt an unease as if things were slipping out of his control.

He curled his fingers, exhaled deeply, and the darkness in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"Your Majesty, I wish to serve you during your bath." Chu Yun hadn't forgotten Qi Jingheng's question. This was her original thought and her duty, so it came out naturally to her.

Qi Jingheng was surprised. Her words were a stark contrast to her earlier avoidance. If she was willing to serve him, why did she make him feel such clear fear when she let go of his hand?

Because of his pride and his unwillingness to continue being swayed by Chu Yun, Qi Jingheng did not ask any questions or make any other statements. In Chu Yun's eyes, this was tacit consent. She supported herself on her arms and slowly sat up, her fingers gripping the edge of the bed. She struggled to get out of bed, but her legs were as weak as noodles, making it difficult for her to land. Chu Yun couldn't help but close her eyes, waiting for the pain she had imagined to come.

Qi Jingheng's gaze never left Chu Yun, but he didn't expect that Chu Yun couldn't even stand up straight. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, straightened up immediately, put his arm around Chu Yun's waist, and brought her back to the bed.

The woman in his arms was stiff, as if she had been frightened into a daze. Qi Jingheng held her, and a rare feeling of pity arose in his heart.

He was always quick-witted and soon understood why the woman had been avoiding him.

Remembering that she had been injured last time, Qi Jingheng's tone softened, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Yun looked up at him, her lips trembling, feeling both ashamed and embarrassed, and unable to speak for a long time.

Young women are easily embarrassed, and his direct question was really presumptuous. For the first time, Qi Jingheng realized that he should be more considerate when dealing with girls. "There are people to take care of me. You should rest well."

Qi Jingheng released Chu Yun's waist and got off the bed without waiting for her reply.

"Your Majesty..." This time, no one covered Chu Yun's lips, but she couldn't say anything. Qi Jingheng was lying on his side on the bed, his loose clothes barely covering him, so nothing could be seen. But now he was sitting upright, his nightgown hanging on his body, revealing his firm waist and well-defined muscles. Chu Yun quickly looked away and couldn't say another word.

Before Chu Yun could finish speaking, Qi Jingheng could guess her thoughts and understand her shyness. While tying the belt of his nightgown, he smiled and said, "You are weak, you should rest well."

Chu Yun was indeed tired, but she was still shaken by her previous rudeness and made several sincere requests, all of which were rejected by Qi Jingheng.

The last time was when Eunuch Gao came in and heard what she said. This time, considering that there were other people present and afraid that saying too much would annoy Qi Jingheng, Chu Yun stopped talking. However, when she heard Qi Jingheng's teasing words, she couldn't help but pull over the brocade quilt next to her and cover her face slightly.

Qi Jingheng chuckled softly, his voice full of pleasure.