After dinner, Yun Xiao chatted with her mother-in-law and Wan Wan for a while before they each went their separate ways, some to sleep, others to attend to their tasks.
As the medicinal pills were nearly depleted, Yun Xiao, under the lamplight, made some more pills with Wan Wan, then washed up and retired to bed.
Just as she lay down and before she had fallen asleep, a faint, hidden fragrance wafted through the air. Her pupils suddenly dimmed, and she quickly moved to the other side of the bed, her movements as swift as lightning. This caused the other person's hands to grasp at empty air, their gaze fixed on the person standing on the large bed.
Her ink-black hair cascaded down like three thousand waterfalls. Her white undergarments, made of soft material, fit her body naturally. Her figure was petite and delicate, but not voluptuous.
Compared to a woman, she was more childlike. Yet, it was this childlike nature that he desired.
Murong Chong's deep, clear, jade-green eyes were fixed immovably on the girl standing on the large bed, hands on her hips, incredibly arrogant and unrestrained. He spoke softly.
"Come here."
"No, I absolutely refuse this inhumane behavior. Why do you always want to hug me? You, I need to maintain a distance."
Yun Xiao pointed to herself, then pointed her little nose at Murong Chong, looking incredibly cute.
The man standing by the bed, his tall frame erect and domineering, his handsome peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, filled with a dangerous glint.
Hearing her current resistance, he felt uncomfortable, and quite uncomfortable at that. The reason he was here was because he missed her, wanted to hug her, to alleviate the suffering of his unseen longing. This girl dared to pick a fight and even clamor. Good, very good.
Since gaining thirty years of internal energy, Yun Xiao's confidence had soared. She thus believed she could evade Murong Chong's control, which was the reason for her arrogance tonight. While protesting, she kept a close eye on this guy.
Murong Chong remained motionless, yet his robes fluttered as if caught in a nonexistent wind, his ink-black hair flying wildly, resembling splashed ink flowers. A misty vapor rose from him, a vast expanse of white.
This white mist permeated the bed, eventually forming a white gaseous barrier, like a protective shield, encompassing them both.
Yun Xiao felt a powerful force pulling her directly towards him.
A pleasing, magnetic laugh spilled from Murong Chong's lips. A radiant glow flashed across his face until Yun Xiao tumbled into his arms. With a wave of his hand, the mist vanished in an instant, leaving no trace.
She landed steadily in his embrace, her face a picture of misery. With finely drawn eyebrows, she spoke with feigned seriousness.
"Actually, I think it's better to be serious when two people are discussing important matters. This way, it's easier to reach an agreement. Don't you think this is going a bit too far?"
She wriggled slightly, but the arm around her waist was like wrought iron, unmoving. Murong Chong's deep, serene eyes held a dazzling, shimmering brilliance. The corner of his lips curved into an enchanting smile, and he softly whispered by Yun Xiao's ear.
"I've decided. From now on, I'll sleep with you every night so you can get used to my presence."
Yes, he would absolutely not allow this girl to resist him. She had to realize that he would not give her the slightest opportunity to experience goodness from others. She could only be his.
Yun Xiao was utterly shocked by this statement, not overjoyed, but covered in a cold sweat. She desperately imagined how ungraceful she would look sleeping, whether she snored, whether she sprawled with her limbs askew, how unsightly that would be. Thus, this girl immediately put on a fawning smile.
"How about this, don't sleep with me. From now on, I'll let you hug me, is that okay?"
She was filled with resentment. Was this offering herself up? Throwing herself into his arms, perhaps that's what it was like. Poor herself, she grieved inwardly for a moment, then blinked her eyes, waiting for this great hero to speak.
"Are you sure?"
Murong Chong's cheeks showed undisguised amusement, but he asked with a rare seriousness, as if afraid Yun Xiao wasn't certain.
Yun Xiao was so angry she felt like spitting blood. If she refused to be hugged, he'd offer to sleep with her. Who decided this anyway? Why was she so unlucky? Every time she encountered this man, she was completely defeated. Was there no sunlight in her future?
Yun Xiao slumped her head powerlessly, feeling sparks fly before her eyes. She had thought she had finally escaped his clutches, that she was free. She hadn't expected her martial arts to be so vulnerable before him.
Considering that this guy was still waiting for her answer, she dared not be careless and immediately nodded vigorously.
"Yes, absolutely. Hug me, hug me. Hugging is better than sleeping."
At least she wouldn't have to worry about snoring in the middle of the night, picking her nose, or flailing her limbs around. That would completely ruin a woman's image, and she was a lady.
"Alright, then as a reward, we'll give our Xiao'er a kiss."
Murong Chong looked utterly satisfied, his distinctive features graced by a perfectly straight nose, incredibly handsome. His sensual thin lips curved upward, forming a beautiful line. The depths of his pupils clearly held blazing flames.
Before Yun Xiao could react, the man kissed her completely, pressing down on her soft, adorable lips. A beastly sigh escaped his chest, a satisfied sigh of a lion.
The person behind her suddenly opened her eyes wide, staring at this face. The warm, fragrant breath reached her face. She was so startled that she forgot everything else, her small mouth slightly agape.
Her heart was filled with surging passion. Then, the slow-to-react Yun Xiao finally came to her senses. She suddenly pushed him away forcefully, breathing heavily, pointing at Murong Chong with a look of shock, and stammering for a long time before she could speak.
"You kissed me! You actually kissed me! This is too much, too much! This was my first kiss, my first kiss!"
In the end, anger caused mist to gather in her eyes. She patted her chest with her small hands, her chest rising and falling, showing how greatly she was angered. She knew she liked this guy, but she wasn't sure if it was love. How could he just kiss her forcefully?
This was her first kiss, something she had cherished from her past life to this one. Now it had been stolen by this guy, it was too detestable! She wanted to break off relations with him, though of course, she didn't dare say it aloud.
Murong Chong looked at her slight resistance, his pupils deepening for a moment. However, soon a smile emerged, his gaze shimmering with ripples of light, his smile spreading. Because of a kiss, his voice became as magnetic as centuries-old Huadiao wine, mellow and fragrant.
Yun Xiao's lips were swollen from the kiss, rosy and even more alluring. Her large eyes, filled with rising passion, were darker and even more captivating. Her cheeks flushed, like a newly bloomed peony, making one unable to resist the urge to take a bite.
However, Murong Chong suppressed his impulses well. This matter could only proceed step by step; one could not be too hasty. If this girl truly got agitated, she might fight him to the death, ruining everything.
In any case, there had been significant progress since now. She had resigned herself to letting him hug her, and in the future, she would also resign herself to letting him kiss her, slowly entering her heart step by step.
"Didn't I tell you? You are mine. Your person is mine, and your kiss is also mine."
He didn't dare to say her body was also his, for fear of provoking a backlash. And Yun Xiao, distracted by his words, paused. Was that so?
She thought seriously, her head feeling a bit dizzy because she had been deprived of oxygen for a bit too long. However, she didn't notice it herself. In fact, she didn't really object to the kiss, and in her mind, it seemed like there was no one else she was willing to lean on besides him.
She nestled in his arms, her mind peacefully blank. It wasn't until she felt a cool sensation around her ankle that she snapped back to reality. She focused her gaze and saw a jade ornament hanging on her fair, small, slender foot. A circle of silkworm thread held a jade ornament that glowed with a green light.
As this object touched her skin, it brought a refreshing coolness, and her whole body felt cool. Without a doubt, this jade was priceless and perhaps even more valuable as it was difficult to obtain, impossible to buy. Therefore, Yun Xiao struggled.
"What are you doing? Why did you hang something on my foot again?"