amaotonovel Chapter 104 Western Region Saintess VS Ascetic Buddhist Disciple (33)
Chapter 104 Western Region Saintess VS Ascetic Buddhist Disciple (33)
They were gently locked to the stone bed, unable to move.
The stone bed was cool, and the contrast between the snowy white and black was striking. The rounded curves were gently pressed.
A flurry of kisses fell, as if marking their mark, restrained and patient.
Sang Yu was too weak, so Master Xuyun dared not act recklessly; he had to heal her first.
There is ample time.
"No one can."
"It can only be me."
Master Xuyun tore open Sangyu's left shoulder and kissed her, his voice both indistinct and clear.
Having provoked him, how can I run away?
Sang Yu was reckless and headstrong, and she was also the one who deserted in the face of battle.
Sang Yu wanted to flirt and then run away.
He wouldn't allow it.
Sang Yu felt dizzy and lightheaded; the coolness of the stone bed caused small goosebumps to appear on her fair skin.
The aura of Master Xuyun enveloped her, his pleasant pheromones constantly tempting her.
"cold."
Sang Yu complained softly, trying to calm Master Xuyun down. The emotional torment had reached its limit; she decided to run away and let everyone go their separate ways.
Sang Yu initially planned to take advantage of him, get pregnant, and then run away. After giving birth, she would abandon him to Master Xuyun and then feign death.
To avenge the first encounter.
Given the extreme heartbreak and the fact that Master Xuyun likes her so much, Sangyu is now planning to run away.
She was afraid that if she really finished eating, Master Xuyun would chase her to the ends of the earth. The thought was truly pitiful; once she left this world, Master Xuyun would never be able to find her again.
To spend one's entire life searching for someone who doesn't exist, forever plagued by anxiety and uncertainty—this is the greatest suffering in life.
Sang Yu propped himself up on the stone bed with his elbows and tried to get up, wanting to push Master Xuyun away.
However, the other party seized the opportunity to kiss her on the lips, which was undoubtedly a move that led her into a trap.
The rhythmic kisses were forceful and brooked no refusal.
Master Xuyun had a distinct jawline as he lowered his head to kiss her. His large, warm hands rested on Sang Yu's slender waist, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.
His high, straight nose, with each movement, poked into Sang Yu's soft cheek, leaving a faint mark.
His amber eyes reflected Sang Yu's figure, radiant with deep affection, his gaze possessively fixed on her soft lips.
At this moment, he was distracted and determined to do it.
Their lips intertwined, relentlessly conquering and seducing each other within her red lips, leaving no room for refusal.
Master Xuyun had an extremely pleasant scent that was so captivating that one couldn't help but become engrossed in it.
Sang Yu was forced to endure his kiss; her red lips were slightly swollen, and the lip rouge on the corners of her lips was faintly stained.
With long, slender fingers, she slowly and deliberately untied the belt around Sang Yu's waist, pulling out a pink gauze ribbon.
With such a disparity in strength, Sangyu was completely unable to move and could only be manipulated at will.
During the struggle, all the white embroidered shoes were kicked off, revealing delicate and adorable little feet inside the white soft socks.
The kiss landed on Sangyu's cheek. Master Xuyun seemed to particularly enjoy kissing Sangyu's face, which was soft and supple, and her cheeks turned blush from the kiss.
Sang Yu supported herself on the stone bed with both hands, her body like a fish with a tail. She tilted her head and tried to avoid Master Xuyun.
The continuous kissing stopped.
Sang Yu braced her hands on the stone bed, feeling sore and tired. With a determined heart, she gave up and lay down on the stone bed.
Huh, why is there no sound behind me?
Sang Yu blinked, looking somewhat confused and guilty, and wanted to glance back to check the situation.
Suddenly, her waist was grabbed and gently lifted up. A large palm covered her soft belly and pulled her into an embrace.
"You are not allowed to refuse me."
Master Xuyun's voice was low and hoarse, tinged with a faint sense of powerlessness.
He knew he had fallen for a heartless little liar, and he watched himself sink deeper into depravity, unable to break free.
He lost completely.
Master Xuyun rested his chin on Sangyu's shoulder, couldn't help but turn his head and kiss Sangyu's face again.
I only hope that the elderly will have mercy on him.
He sensed that Sang Yu wanted to leave him, but he was completely powerless to stop her.
Sang Yu knelt before Master Xu Yun, her white socks parted on either side, falling onto her moon-white robe.
Before Sang Yu could respond, Master Xuyun grabbed her hands and used the pink gauze ribbon he had just taken off to tie her wrists.
"you……"
Just as Sang Yu was about to retort, Master Xuyun kissed her lips, preventing her from speaking.
Her words always hurt so much.
Like tiny blades, they wound silently, drawing out bright red blood.
Long, dark blue eyelashes brushed against Sang Yu's cheeks. Master Xuyun's brows furrowed with worry, his eyes misty, amber veiled by a thin layer of light gray.
After a moment's thought, he simply cast a binding spell on Sang Yu, rendering her unable to move or make a sound.
"Be good this time."
"Let me heal you."
Master Xuyun turned Sangyu around, pressed his forehead against hers, and spoke in a low voice, as if pleading.
Sang Yu was speechless; she was unable to move, unable to disobey. The desperate sorrow in Master Xuyun's eyes stung her.
She never imagined that the Buddhist disciple who had stood by and watched her die would now be heartbroken because of her.
Sang Yu really liked the scent of Master Xuyun; it was as if it were her own pheromones.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
After saying this, Master Xuyun gave a bitter smile, as even he himself did not believe his own words.
He is clearly causing harm right now.
Sang Yu fell in love with someone else, but he refused to let her go.
Greed, anger, ignorance, and hatred—all those forbidden emotions—were being manifested in him at this moment.
"Let me fall into the deepest hell from now on."
Master Xuyun devoutly kissed Sangyu's lips, her apricot-pink gauze skirt scattered on the ground, and tears slid down her cheeks.
He did something that he himself found utterly contemptible and shameful.
Sang Yu didn't love him, but he loved her very much.
To love to the point of betraying one's own soul.
Sang Yu looked at Master Xuyun, tears welling up in his eyes, glistening and slowly sliding down.
Broken, patient.
The tears fell onto her face, and for a moment, it was impossible to tell who was crying.
A moon-white robe was layered over an apricot-pink dress. Master Xuyun had a slender figure, the kind who looked slim in clothes but muscular when undressed.
Sang Yu felt dizzy from looking at him; his pheromones smelled so good that they made her feel dizzy again and again.
Sang Yu's brows were furrowed deeply, her red lips trembled slightly, and her breathing was somewhat heavy.
Master Xuyun had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He helped Sangyu break the binding spell and untied the pink gauze ribbon from her hands.
"luck."
A husky, languid voice, deep and magnetic.
Who is this person? Asking her for luck at a time like this.
She's almost out of breath.
Sang Yu tilted her head, and her beautiful, rounded toes twitched.
Master Xuyun sighed helplessly; he was powerless to do anything about Sang Yu. Freed from the restraining spell, she refrained from uttering any hurtful words.
That would be the greatest fortune.
He would rather Sang Yu stab him a few times than hear those hurtful words from her mouth.
"Sangsang, why are you so delicate, hmm?"
Master Xuyun sighed softly, causing Sangyu to shrink her shoulders. She was already very weak, and now she was even weaker.
I'm too lazy to even think about luck.
"Slow down, then you won't be so delicate."