Chapter 1169 - Kill Him and You Can Reunite With Your Daughter (1/2)
Xuan Ying froze.
He couldn’t recall her ever taking the initiative.
Feng Lingxue kissed his cold lips, her hands wrapping around his neck. As she pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, it hooked onto his tongue, twisting and dancing around like a relentless tease.
Under her passion, Xuan Ying seemed to melt. He placed both hands on her slim waist and pushed her backwards. The two of them tumbled onto her cold, hard, wooden bed.
She was burning up.
He could feel that there was something wrong with her. Pushing her away gently, he asked, “What’s wrong?”
His deep voice was rough.
In the dark, Feng Lingxue’s misty eyes gazed at him. She placed both hands on his chest and pushed him away.
Xuan Ying was unprepared for this and he fell onto the bed. He wanted to move, but Feng Lingxue climbed over and sat on him.
As someone who was used to being in control over others’ fates, a person like Xuan Ying usually dealt with any situation like a force to be reckoned with. This included matters in the bedroom. But now he lay on the bed while she straddled him audaciously.
His glassy eyes were bloodshot and both his hands straddled her waist. “What’s your relationship with Xuan Mu? How do the two of you know each other? Has he ever slept with you, huh?”
He hadn’t lost his wits to her seduction yet and still maintained his calm and control.
Feng Lingxue didn’t say anything. Her red lips slowly moved downwards and she bit down on his protruding Adam’s apple.
Xuan Ying’s muscles tensed from the pain as his eyes shifted as he groaned.
In an instant, he lost his calm and control at once. He thought about how she must have honed her skills through dozens of men. Xuan Mu might have even been one of them.
His heart ached. He needed an outlet for his feelings immediately. His thin lips went to her ear as he scolded her in a rough voice, “Sl*t!”
Feng Lingxue’s beautiful face was cold and expressionless. She reached out to undo his belt. Closing her eyes gently, two bright tears fell from them.
…
After a long time, with no one gazing at the clock, the rain pattered outside as things heated up inside.
Their clothes were strewn around the room. Several buttons on Xuan Ying’s expensive clothes had popped. Two figures slept on the cheap, hard bed and she was wrapped in his arms.
Despite being soaked in sweat and being sticky and clammy, the two of them were too lazy to get up to shower. He reached out to hug her, then lowered his head to kiss her.
The heat of what they had just done lingered in the air. He didn’t leave and only continued to kiss her.
Feng Lingxue lifted her red face which was buried in his chest to respond to him obediently. He was in a good mood and passed something to her.
“For you.”
It was a luminescent pearl. The pearl flashed brilliantly for a second in the dark, illuminating the room.
He had gotten it from the treasure chest of the bandits when he went to suppress them and had heard that it was absolutely priceless.
“Do you like it?”
Feng Lingxue, who was wrapped in his embrace, didn’t lift her head. Her face was buried in his naked chest. She held the pearl and nodded.
“This room isn’t good. I’ll get Mo Mo to change your room tomorrow.”
She nodded again and hummed in agreement.
“I heard that you haven’t spent a cent on the card I gave you the last time. Why don’t you love money anymore?” He laughed in a low voice.
Feng Lingxue’s eyelashes fluttered as she remained silent.
Hugging her close, Xuan Ying kissed her hair. “You did a good job servicing me today. Do the same in the future and I’ll treat you well.”
This was the best time for a man to speak in bed.
Again, Feng Lingxue hummed quietly in agreement. He hugged her as his mind raced. He covered her with his body again, pressing onto her.
At this moment, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away gently. “Master, where is my little stone?”
Little stone?
The little stone again.
He had already gifted her with a luminescent pearl, yet she was still fixated on her little stone.
Who knew which man had given her that stone. He reached out and flicked something onto the floor.
There was no carpet on the floor, and the little stone bounced off the hard floor with a loud thud.
It was as though Feng Lingxue had been triggered. She jumped up from the bed, wanting to crawl down.
But he pressed on her beautiful shoulders, pressing her back into the bed. “Are you trying to anger me on purpose?”
He bent down to kiss her red lips.
But the tiny figure under his body had already started to stiffen. There was none of the softness of just now. Her burning temperature cooled until there was only coldness left.
He frowned as he felt his spirits dampen. His large palms patted her face. “You’d better be obedient when I’m treating you well. Don’t take what you have for granted. Bring back the energy you had when you are servicing me!”
He had smacked her cheeks hard and half of her face reddened from his blows.
But Feng Lingxue didn’t look at him. Her gaze was fixed on the little stone.
Within seconds, the mood in the room soured. Xuan Ying could feel his temper rising. Before he lost control, he humphed coldly and left.
He went to take a shower in the toilet. He didn’t want to take another look at her. He was afraid of harming her again.
They had just had a wonderful time together, so he would let her keep some of her dignity.
…
After he left, Feng Lingxue quickly scrambled off the bed. She bent down and picked up the little stone, enclosing it in her palm.
The little stone was not broken.
Thank god, thank god.
Dragging her numb body back into the bed, Feng Lingxue brought the stone to her lips, kissing it softly. Mu Mu…
Mu Mu, do you miss Mommy?
Mommy misses you.
Really misses you.
After a short while, the door to the toilet was flung open with a bang and Xuan Ying came out after a bath. He looked at the woman on the bed. Her back was facing him and a thin woolen blanket covered her.
At one glance, he could tell that her white skin was marred with scars. They were from all the lashes he had given her, the kicks and the slaps he had given her. He had only focused on venting himself just now and had given her even more bruises. The sight of her injured only hurt his eyes.
His black, glassy eyes froze. How did he manage to hurt her like that?
Now she lay there alone, unmoving, like a lifeless puppet. She had been burning with passion just now, but now she was cold again.
He walked forward, pressing his lips together. “Go and take a shower.”
Like a soulless puppet, Feng Lingxue shifted on the bed and got up. She stepped into the toilet with her bare feet.
Xuan Ying sat on the bed. He suddenly felt very sullen.
Just moments earlier, he had felt so fulfilled. But now… He felt so empty.
He felt that she was not being honest.
He felt as though he couldn’t hold her down.
He felt like she was going to leave at any time
After a few minutes, the door to the toilet opened. A freshly-bathed Feng Lingxue emerged and got into the bed. She slept at the edge of the bed and didn’t go near him. She stayed far away from him.
They were both in the same bed but the distance between them as far as between the sky and the sea.
Xuan Ying opened his eyes in the dark and he reached out and said, “Come here.”