Cold tears traced a path down her fair neck, sliding into her clothes.
Ye Luan’s breath hitched, her entire body stiffening.
A numb pain bloomed on her lips.
She licked her lips slightly, her eyes dimming. An indescribable emotion surged within her, complex and subtly spreading to her fingertips, causing them to tremble and turn pale.
"What must I do for you to forgive me?"
His hoarse, almost inaudible whisper echoed in the dim tent, laden with a deep bitterness.
Though his voice was extremely low and soft, Ye Luan still heard it.
She remained silent, not uttering a word.
Since her resolute fall into the icy abyss, she hadn't expected to return alive, let alone see him again!
The air was thick with a deathly, indifferent silence.
After a long pause.
He began to kiss her earlobes, her collarbone, lick her skin, his touch fierce and brutal, as if he were using this aggressive invasion to mask his fear and panic.
Ye Luan felt every pore on her body scream and roar. She wanted to escape but was held captive tightly.
"Why are you hiding? I've already been inside you, what's wrong with kissing you a few times?"
Anger, shamelessness, mixed with despicable jealousy.
Ye Luan knew he was impersonating Xie Beihan, using these vulgar words to provoke her, to test if her words were true or false.
She couldn't help but frown. This lunatic was possessed.
Given his nature, he should have long ago cursed her for her shamelessness and stormed out. Yet, he was still entwined with her in bed.
"What? Are you not satisfied with me today?"
Ye Luan simply couldn't endure his probing with such filthy words. How had she not known this crazy fellow was so lewd in bed?
She directly hooked her arms around his neck, initiated a kiss, and purred, "Indeed, you're not as potent as last time."
The man’s body on top of her visibly stiffened.
She continued, "Should I have the wet nurse brew you some nourishing soup to boost your vitality?"
As the words fell, Xiao Chizhan's face turned ashen. In an instant, rage surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his eyes turning crimson and blazing with murderous intent, terrifying.
Fierce killing intent intertwined with his red eyes, flickering with demonic ferocity.
They had actually done it!
Ye Luan could clearly feel his gaze, sharp as blades, lingering and appraising her profile, carrying a bone-chilling ruthlessness.
"Say that again!"
Had he stopped pretending?
She blinked her innocent eyes and deliberately reminded him, "Brother Beihan, what's wrong with you today? Why are you still wearing a mask?"
Saying this, she reached out to remove the cold fox mask.
Xiao Chizhan’s body paused slightly. He immediately brushed her hand away, grabbed her wrist, his grip so strong it felt as if he would crush it.
"Hiss, it hurts."
He stared at her intently, his hand trembling as he held hers.
Before Ye Luan could say anything, he suddenly leaned in, grabbed her jaw, and bit her fiercely, tearing at her as if to vent his fury.
She watched him rant and rage with a calm expression. The moment he released her mouth, she provoked him again with a nonchalant tone.
Xiao Chizhan was so enraged he felt like spitting blood.
The night wind was cold. The windows were wide open, and the frigid breeze rushed in with a rustling sound.
He had been angered away by her!
Ye Luan stared fixedly at his departing back as it disappeared into the darkness. After exhaling, she picked up her clothes from the floor and put them on.
After this whole commotion, he must have thoroughly loathed her now.
"Meow~"
Suddenly, Xueqiu's meow echoed from the window.
Ye Luan startled, quickly tying her sash and getting off the bed.
She saw the plump, fluffy furball leap down from the windowsill and trot towards her on its little legs.
She squatted down, caught it, and held it in her arms.
"Xueqiu."
"Meow~"
Xueqiu stretched out its two small paws, pawing at her hair, nestling affectionately against her.
Ye Luan bounced the noticeably plumper Xueqiu in her arms and laughed, "How did you get so fat?"
The night wind blew in through the wide-open windows, leaving the room feeling frigid.
She quickly carried Xueqiu to close the window. After closing it, she paused on her way back and couldn't help but look down at the little cat, which was acting cute and coquettish.
He didn't leave you behind deliberately, did he?
"Why didn't he take you with him?"
Ye Luan sat by the bed, stroking the fluffy cat in her embrace.
Xueqiu's eyes welled up from her petting, its pitiable appearance breaking Ye Luan's heart. She laughed and rolled around with it on the bed.
"He's fed you so plump, you can barely see with your eyes."
So heavy.
Xueqiu seemed to understand, giggling and revealing its little milk teeth as it snuggled and rolled in her arms.
Ye Luan was also getting sleepy. She pulled the quilt over herself, holding Xueqiu and murmuring to it for a while before falling asleep.
While she slept soundly, Xiao Chizhan, who had been infuriated to the point of spitting blood, did not sleep all night. Even Tantai Ye couldn't sleep, accompanying him in a fight in the courtyard.
The next day, as the sun rose, the entire earth was bathed in golden light.
The two sat back-to-back in the training grounds, their bodies drenched in sweat.
Tantai Ye was covered in injuries. He spat in pain and fiercely shoved backward with his elbow.
"You went easy on me, I'm truly unlucky to have run into you."
Xiao Chizhan ignored him, his face cold. He lowered his head, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertip, his expression gradually calming.
He had been driven mad by her, losing his reason for a moment.
A person of her disposition wouldn't say those things or do those things with Xie Beihan in bed, even if she didn't remember him.
Last night, she had done it on purpose.
Had she recognized him!
Had she not forgotten everything about their past, still remembering him!
Thinking this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, a cold, sinister, and wicked glint flashing across them. Could she be acting with that dog, Xie Beihan, to avoid him?
"Damn it, I'm talking to you."
His lower back was nudged by him, and Xiao Chizhan returned to his senses. He licked the sweetish blood from his lips and asked in a low voice, "What were you saying?"
"If it weren't for you, I'd be lying in bed sleeping with a soft, beautiful woman. What got into you to drag me into fighting all night?"
Seeing his silence, Tantai Ye gossiped, "Is it Ye Luan again? Did she hit you?"
Being spoken to like that by his own brother, Xiao Chizhan didn't feel ashamed. He merely frowned irritably.
"No, you wouldn't be this angry just from her hitting you. Could it be that she's really hooked up with Xie Beihan--"
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Chizhan kicked him again.
He staggered back a few steps in pain and yelled, "So you took out all your anger towards Xie Beihan on me?"
"No!"
"What do you mean no?"
Xiao Chizhan said coldly, "She was probably pretending."
Tantai Ye looked confused, "Pretending what?"
Xiao Chizhan remained silent, slowly standing up. His thin lips were pressed together, and a cold, gloomy light flickered in his eyes, revealing no discernible emotion.
"What are you guys doing?"
Not far away, Li Qiongyu ambled towards them, a piece of burnt toast in his mouth.
Tantai Ye, hungry and tired, rested one arm on Li Qiongyu's shoulder as he approached and complained, "He went crazy again and beat me up all night."
Li Qiongyu chuckled, "Serves you right."
"Damn it."