amaotonovel Chapter 103 Western Region Saintess VS Ascetic Buddhist Disciple (33)
Chapter 103 Western Region Saintess VS Ascetic Buddhist Disciple (33)
Master Xuyun asked in a low voice, wanting to investigate how Sangyu had managed to feign death.
Sang Yu was pulled into Master Xuyun's arms, her back pressed tightly against his chest. His strong arms were a ready-made cage.
This rendered Sangyu completely immobile.
"Master, no!"
Sang Yu felt guilty and was still very weak. She instinctively wanted to escape, but Master Xuyun did not stop what he was doing.
His lips landed on Sang Yu's soft cheek, his warm breath sending a shiver down her spine.
Sang Yu instinctively opened her mouth to refuse.
Her head was spinning; she wasn't playing hard to get at all.
I'm still a little confused.
Her voice was soft and sweet, like a small hook.
It stirred up the dark and violent thoughts hidden deep within Master Xuyun's heart.
If Sang Yu were lucid at this moment, she would know just how alluring she is, and how easily she could arouse others' wicked desires to teach her a lesson in what it means to "want".
"pain."
Master Xuyun gently bit Sangyu's cheek. Her face was as white and flawless as a spring peach, and her body instinctively tried to dodge.
At this moment, she could only hide in Master Xuyun's arms, as if she were walking into a trap.
A soft laugh reached her ears, and Master Xuyun changed from biting to sucking, making Sangyu's left cheek even redder.
Master Xuyun seemed to be savoring some delicious food, chewing slowly and deliberately, which was quite tedious, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
He seems like a completely different person?
An extremely dangerous person?
Tears welled in Sang Yu's eyes. She slowly moved her body, thinking she should first check the "heartbreak level".
If he dares to back down again, she'll bite that bastard to death. Forget hugging, let's just break up.
"uh-huh."
Sang Yu's actions caused Master Xuyun to let out a low groan; his voice was extremely pleasant, both alluring and seductive.
To endure and suppress.
Sang Yu quickly looked away, not daring to meet Master Xuyun's eyes; she felt guilty.
Sang Yu clung to Master Xu Yun's arm, using the support to lift her waist.
The movement was somewhat reckless, and it accidentally grazed Master Xuyun's high, straight nose, causing it to tremble slightly.
Sang Yu had no idea that her actions had just added fuel to the fire.
Her slender, white fingers crumpled the moon-white robe.
With each breath she took, the soft white fabric in front of her pressed close to Master Xuyun's nose.
The pleasant scent of gardenias is intoxicating.
Master Xuyun lowered his eyelashes, his gaze dark and unfathomable, and the veins on his neck became increasingly prominent, seemingly capable of causing one to experience both life and death.
Unexpectedly, Master Xuyun had an emotional outburst upon hearing of his own death.
His affections were deeply hidden.
Sang Yu could feel the lines beneath his arms; Master Xuyun looked very powerful.
He seems to have great stamina; he looks like he can last a very long time.
Her memory of the last time was hazy, and this time she wanted to try again while she was fully conscious.
Knowing her current predicament, Sang Yu dared not make any rash moves.
The thin silkworm cocoon, through the gauze robe, caressed the skin of Sang Yu's waist. Master Xuyun's movements were languid and casual, yet they sent chills down Sang Yu's spine.
"looking at what?"
His voice was calm and detached, revealing no emotion.
Master Xuyun noticed that Sangyu liked to look at the top of his head, but he didn't know what she was looking at.
She really has too many secrets.
escape!
Sang Yu's instinctive reaction was to turn and run away, and that's exactly what she did.
"Uh."
With a gentle tug at her waist, Sang Yu was forced to kneel on her own calves, with Master Xuyun's forehead pressed against hers.
His high, straight nose gently brushed against Sangyu's nose tip from side to side.
His deep black eyes were fixed on Sang Yu, rubbing against her gently and tenderly.
It was so ambiguous that it made one's heart tremble.
His five fingers, placed on his waist, slowly closed, firmly grasping his prey.
Master Xuyun realized Sangyu's intentions; he could not let her escape.
She belonged to him.
Sang Yu's heart trembled. She hadn't expected Master Xuyun to be so skilled, and her eyes were blank.
Master Xuyun's eyes were extremely beautiful, pure black like black grapes, and seemed to shimmer in the light.
He stared at Sang Yu with a forceful and domineering gaze.
"No death allowed."
"I'll heal you."
With those forceful words, Master Xuyun lowered his head, his mouth opening as if to kiss Sangyu's evasive red lips.
His gaze was fixed on her; he wanted to have her.
This time, Master Xuyun finally understood his own heart. From the moment he met Sangyu, he was destined to be doomed.
He was reluctant to entrust Sangyu to anyone else.
He could not, and was unwilling to, hand over his remaining years to someone else.
Master Xuyun was adept at understanding people's hearts; if he wanted to seduce someone, he could do it without fail.
Master Xuyun pressed down on the back of Sangyu's neck, held her face, kissed her lips, and rhythmically pulled her towards him.
His lips parted slightly, taking Sang Yu's lower lip into his mouth, pursing it gently and sucking on it repeatedly.
Sang Yu knelt on her own calves, forced to tilt her head back. The scent emanating from Master Xuyun was so pleasant that she felt dizzy.
His pearly teeth were pried open, and his lips parted slightly. Master Xuyun kissed him forcefully and seductively, displaying an extremely strong possessiveness.
No!
Sang Yu frowned slightly and began to push Master Xuyun. The heartbreak level had been reached; Master Xuyun had been so steadfast, unwilling to betray his sect.
She rarely showed such kindness, so she prevented him from going astray.
Why couldn't Xu Yun understand her good intentions?
Confused!
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Master Xuyun stopped, reached out and placed his hand on Sangyu's wrist to take her pulse and treat her.
Sang Yu was breathless from the kiss; she lowered her head and breathed softly.
"I don't want you."
The voice was very soft, and trembled with sweetness.
Master Xuyun heard it clearly; his heart was breaking, and he was too painful to speak.
Her sweet voice was like the sharpest knife in the world, cutting him to pieces.
Master Xuyun recalled what Shen Lanqing had said before: "Didn't you ever think that Miss Sang might fall in love with someone else?"
"If you don't want me... then who do you want?"
"Ok?"
Master Xuyun gripped Sangyu's waist, pressing his forehead against hers with an aggressive gaze, preventing her from looking away.
"It's not you."
"Anyone can."
Sang Yu bit her lower lip. She really loved the scent of Master Xuyun—his unique fragrance and alluring pheromones.
I wanted to throw myself onto his shoulder and take a deep breath of his breath.
But she couldn't.
Master Xuyun remained silent and did not reply.
Their breaths mingled as his gaze fell on Sang Yu's face.
Feeling guilty, Sang Yu secretly raised her eyes, wanting to see Master Xuyun's reaction.
When she first woke up, she saw that Master Xuyun's eyes were very red.
It's obvious she's been crying.
When he feigned death, the water stains on his face were not raindrops, but Master Xuyun's tears.
That aloof and arrogant Buddhist monk shed tears for her several times, leaving Sangyu with mixed feelings.
However, Master Xuyun did not give Sangyu a chance to escape, nor did he give her a chance to spy on him.
Warm palms covered Sang Yu's eyes, and with a soft cry, she was turned over.