Chapter 28
On the attic, the reflection of a person's shadow on the clean floor slowly stretched out with gentle footsteps. The white silk robe was lightly lifted by the wind as it moved, and the pleasant sound of the guqin covered up the sound of the approaching footsteps. After a long time, Zǐér stood aside and caught sight of someone standing at the side out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head, her face suddenly shocked.
"King——"
Mo Yunxuan's gentle movement stopped him, then he raised his hand, indicating for him to withdraw.
Zi'er nodded lightly and was about to leave when she looked back at Xia Ziyu, who was engrossed in playing the zither and oblivious to his surroundings.
Her slender fingers, like jade, still plucked the strings in the chilly air. Suddenly, a large hand reached out from behind and lifted hers off the strings, silencing the music. The warmth of his palm enveloped her hand instantly. At the same time, his other arm wrapped around her slender waist, holding a thick sable fur cloak tightly around her.
Her back suddenly warmed up, Xia Zi Li didn't struggle or even bother to turn her head around, letting him hold her like that, with eyes as clear as autumn water filled with dense floral fragrance.
"Are you still resentful of this king?"
He held her tightly, pressing her small body close to his chest, as if he wanted to merge it into his own. His head rested on her shoulder and his face gently touched her ear.
Xia Zi Li still didn't speak, her expression was desolate and her eyes were sorrowful.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's all my fault, I shouldn't have been so forceful—"
He gently lifted her body and held it in his arms, with gentle eyes gazing into her bright and shining eyes.
Gently stroking her body.
"Does it still hurt?"
Soft words, full of tenderness and pity.
Xia Zi Li suddenly shed a crystal tear
"Okay, don't cry."
He bent down and kissed away her tears with his thin lips, lifted up her absolutely beautiful small face, and a deep and lingering kiss fell on her small and delicate cherry lips.
Soft lips, fragrant and intoxicating, he slowly savored back and forth, that soft and sweet tactile sensation, as if it was never enough, until Xia Ziwei let out a protesting whimper, only then did he slowly release, his lips already red and swollen from the ravaging invasion.
She didn't want to talk and she didn't want to resist him either, she knew it was all pointless, she couldn't fight him.
If she resisted, it would only invite his more brutal treatment. He was the King of Yan, one man below, and millions of people above him.
She will be at a disadvantage if they go head-to-head.
It's better to pretend to go along with him than to do so sincerely.
He can beat her like that when he's furious, so as long as he's provoked.
He could give her a second helping.
Anyway, what he wants is always her gentleness and obedience.
Since he wants her to obey, she might as well pretend to obey then.
"Hmm..."
The man's strong and robust body couldn't withstand such temptation, her soft fragrance, the smooth touch of her skin deeply stimulated his irrepressible desire, heaven knows how long he had endured, heaven knows, for so many days, how much he wanted her.
Gently, he placed her body on the soft cushion, his arm cradling her head, his robust body leaning against hers, and with one large hand, he untied the cloak that was tied around her, and the soft fur spread out on the ground.
Liu Er
He gently called out to her, his eyes hazy with desire, soft kisses falling from his lips onto hers, tracing a path down the smooth, elegant curve of her neck.
"Uh... don't... don't..." His ferocity was still unbearable for her, she thought she could treat herself as a puppet and let him do whatever he wanted, but the feeling when he touched her made her feel disgusted. Maybe it was the shadow of the first time, or maybe she had an innate rejection of him. She couldn't help but start to resist, but how could the man who had already been aroused at this moment be willing to let go?
