Chapter 649: Who’s more wicked? (1/2)

Duanmu Yao’s voice died in her throat as she opened and closed her mouth. Though she wanted to speak, she couldn’t say a word. She didn’t want to see what was going on, but she couldn’t pull her eyes away. Like a frozen statue, she stood by the carriage door with her hands clenching the curtains.

Uncle Gao glanced inside and immediately averted his eyes, his expression painted in surprise! Although he’d heard the pair do it before, this was his first time witnessing it with his own eyes. There was a big difference between hearing and seeing!

Mu Linger was going to drag Duanmu Yao away from the carriage, but the funny expressions piqued her curiosity for a peek too. Like Uncle Gao, she immediately looked away, the tips of her ears turning red as she stood embarrassed.

Heavens, Han Yunxi and Long Feiye are right inside the carriage!

Heavens, they’re even…kissing each other!

Gods, Duanmu Yao’s already drawn the curtains but they’re still being so passionate and lost in the moment!

Long Feiye was sprawled on the couch and leaning against one of the high pillows with Han Yunxi resting on top of him. Her arms were wrapped around his neck while his circled around her waist. The two of them were literally plastered together. As they kisses and kissed, he event lifted one of his slender legs to circle around her own, completely enveloping her within his form. Duanmu Yao saw the scene with her very eyes and swore she heard her heart break into a million pieces as it shattered onto the ground.

How can this be?!

Why is it like this?!

How am I supposed to forget something like this? I won’t be able to get rid of the sight for the rest of my life!

She couldn’t see Han Yunxi’s expression, but Long Feiye’s hooded eyes and frantic kissing was all too clear. His greedy motions and air of infatuation belonged to a man who couldn’t stop even if he tried. His clear cut profile and handsome features, combined with his naturally domineering aura, made him look especially masculine in the throes of passion. The sight made it hard to imagine what it’d feel to be on the receiving end of his attacks.

But that was precisely what Han Yunxi was doing now! She took his aggression and his rough, wild ways! Heaven knows how hard he was kissing, but she was actually starting to moan in response. Her cries were a mix of protest and contentment. He loved it when she made those noises, so he only deepened their kiss.

But the sound was nothing if not strident to Duanmu Yao’s ears! Her hands shook while her heart trembled. In fact, her entire body was shaking from the sight. She knew she couldn’t look at them any longer or else she’d lose her mind. But it was impossible to look away. She was afraid that if she did, she’d miss the ways in which Han Yunxi gained his affections, and how much.

Why? Why can Han Yunxi gain all of this? Just what’s so great about her? Which part of her does Long Feiye like? Can’t I just study and copy the same things myself?

Do I still have enough time to learn?

Duanmu Yao was ready to go insane from jealousy!

As Han Yunxi’s moans grew louder, Long Feiye released her thighs, then her petite waist, and laid staring at her with hooded eyes. He was completely indifferent to the sight of Duanmu Yao standing just a few feet away. It was always so much trouble to acknowledge people compared to just avoiding them altogether. But Han Yunxi had asked him, “Why hide at all? Are you afraid of her?”

She was even ready to get off the carriage herself until Duanmu Yao opened the curtains first. Seeing that, she simply turned around and jumped him for a kiss. After they started, he didn’t want to stop! Now she was reeling from the aftereffects and gasping for breath. She laid against his chest, breathing loudly. Duanmu Yao was already shedding tears. She was about to speak when Long Feiye suddenly turned over to pin Han Yunxi beneath him.

One hand supported himself against the couch while the other brushed against her hips teasingly as he straddled her. His long legs and strong waist were the stuff of daydreams.

“No…” Han Yunxi couldn’t help but cry out.

“No…no! Senior brother, you…!” Duanmu Yao finally burst into sobs. She was about to run inside when Long Feiye snapped at her.

“Get out!”

Heaven knew how irritated Long Feiye felt at being interrupted. He’d forgotten about Duanmu Yao’s existence entirely, still lost in the depths of his passion. With a wave of his hand, he simply shoved Duanmu Yao out of the carriage until she tumbled to the ground.

As the curtains fell down, Han Yunxi burst into laughter. Of all her bouts with Duanmu Yao, this was the easiest one yet. She didn’t have to lift a finger, much less use her brains. The girl simply had no means to fight with her over her man! While she was crowing with delight over the success of their “evil plot,” Long Feiye remained serious, his gaze still hooded as he continued his ministrations. His hands had already crept up to the base of her thigh, the gentle stroking motions tickling Han Yunxi beneath the fabric of her robes until she tensed.

What does he want to do?

She was simply playacting, but he was dead serious. His gaze was dark and intense. By now, she could feel the obvious growth protruding from his lower body and realized she’d actually set him on fire. He was absolutely flaming right now! But rather than reject him, she waited expectantly. As her husband, she was perfectly willing to accept his advances.

Except, this was the wrong place and time!

Not only that, there were still people outside!

Long Feiye’s hands were about to slip inside her robes when she quickly caught them with her own. If she didn’t stop her now, she was worried that she’d lose her cool, too.

“Long Feiye!” she grumbled charmingly.

“What?” his hoarse tones carried a hint of displeasure.

“You….you…” she didn’t know what to say, so she finally settled to whisper by his ear. “Don’t.”