512 Pain!!!
“Bastard! Beast! Hypocrite!”
Ji Qingxuan took a long time to finally muster the strength to slightly sit up, her white and tender little feet once again touching the bed sheet. However, her calves trembled uncontrollably. Jiang Huai looked at her innocently, still baffled by her sudden change in attitude towards him.
Yet, he didn’t like to argue, so he merely blinked innocently. He didn’t expect his expression to infuriate Ji Qingxuan even more. Leaning on her renewed strength, she pushed herself against his chest, her snow-white buttocks slowly sinking down. With a gaze still filled with a dark shadow, she said, “I… will bite you to death!”
While saying this, her lips couldn’t help but slightly part, letting out soft gasps.
“I’m wronged,” Jiang Huai finally dared to argue back, “As long as the Grand Princess makes it through these two days, everything will be fine.”
“Are you saying that I’m willing to sacrifice myself to save you, but you’re not willing to help me?” Ji Qingxuan sneered, her voice trembling, beads of sweat covering her forehead.
“I’m afraid you wouldn’t want to…”
“You don’t even ask and you know that I don’t want to? You still see me as a woman you took advantage of. I’ve said it before, dual cultivation was never about you taking advantage of me, but you’re proud in your heart, thinking you’ve toyed with my body, right?”
“I’m wronged, really… If not, how about I serve you well once, and you calm down?”
Surprisingly, after Jiang Huai said those words, Ji Qingxuan didn’t retort. Instead, she turned her face away, revealing a cold demeanor. Understanding her expression, Jiang Huai suddenly seized the opportunity. In the next moment, he grasped her waist, flipping the tables on her, forcing Ji Qingxuan’s slender and delicate form beneath him.
Though he spoke of serving her, Jiang Huai was actually seeking revenge.
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Jiang Huai was always someone who kept his feelings in check.
Due to the Super Overlord Art, he often found it hard to control his desires, but he had learned to restrain himself. Small satisfactions were enough; he never indulged himself willingly. However, this time was different. The fear Ji Qingxuan instilled in him when she held a sword to his neck was unlike anything he had experienced before, even when facing those two demon princes.
Thus, all his resentment was returned to Ji Qingxuan.
Unexpectedly, at first, Ji Qingxuan did not plead for mercy, persisting for a long time, still refusing to admit defeat, even covering her lips to suppress her sounds. Unfortunately, as her body was pressed and flipped by Jiang Huai, held tightly, lifted, and pushed against walls and pillars of the room… she cursed him while enduring the torment. Just when she was about to faint, Jiang Huai would forcefully shout to wake her up. This back-and-forth cycle continued all night until dawn.
When Jiang Huai awakened to find Ji Qingxuan lying beside him, glistening with fragrant sweat, her dress in tatters, hair tousled, and drooling slightly, his head suddenly snapped.
Oh no!
Would she really chop off his head when she woke up?!
Jiang Huai’s mind raced, desperately thinking of various survival methods. He wondered if begging for mercy at lightning speed would work once she woke up.
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Ji Qingxuan slept for only three hours.
She even dreamed that the man was still bullying her fiercely. In her dream, she was like a small boat on the vast sea, struggling to break free but unable to escape, her body being controlled roughly, as though it no longer belonged to her, filled with tingling electrical sensations.
As she slowly opened her eyes, she noticed Jiang Huai sitting beside her. The moment their eyes met, Jiang Huai was tense. After a moment, he looked sorrowful, staring at her cheek, “I repent, I confess. I shouldn’t have bullied you this way. But I remind you, if you want to kill me to silence me, I’ll run. You won’t be able to catch me.”
Perhaps that was how it was when one cannot argue truthfully.
Ji Qingxuan said nothing, her cold eyes fixed on him for a few seconds.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds later, she slightly lifted her gaze, “Where is your bravado from last night?”
“Confession, repentance, and is there still room for forgiveness?” Jiang Huai asked cautiously.
Ji Qingxuan shot him a cold glance, “Give me a bath, and… rub my belly.”
“Alright.”
Seeing her tone, it seemed she didn’t plan to kill him, which let Jiang Huai breathe a sigh of relief. He leaned closer, lifting her slender body. Her broken dress was a reminder of their previous encounter in the cave. Jiang Huai patiently washed and massaged her body, with the added request of rubbing her belly.
Due to the aftermath of their activities, her formerly flat and smooth lower abdomen was slightly bulging now.
Throughout it all, Ji Qingxuan remained quiet, her cold eyes revealing a hint of disdain. Fortunately, Jiang Huai didn’t mind. After thoroughly cleaning her soft and snow-white skin, he rubbed her belly for quite some time until it seemed ineffective. He gently sat Ji Qingxuan on a nearby chair. When she tried to take out her clothes, her body felt so weak that she lacked the strength to lift her legs.
Ji Qingxuan preferred long skirts that reached her ankles. However, among the clothes she retrieved, there were also thin, transparent black stockings—an ultra-thin style. Jiang Huai thought Ziyun Pavilion was truly evil; only he could understand the seductive nature of selling such dresses. Ji Qingxuan tossed a purple dress, black stockings, and even underwear into his embrace. After casting him a disdainful glance, he quickly dressed her piece by piece.
Ji Qingxuan’s gaze was fixed ahead when she suddenly spoke coldly, “At first, I thought Mu Yao said those things out of jealousy and envy.”
“Huh?”
“Now that I think about it, you aren’t a righteous gentleman; you’re a bastard.”
Jiang Huai’s eyes twitched slightly.
“It’s fine; I’m not surprised by the fact that you’re a bastard; I knew that already.”
Jiang Huai never let himself fall into the trap of self-justification. If she insulted him, he would simply embrace it; he would show her just how much of a bastard he could be!
Ji Qingxuan shot him a side glance, staring at him for several seconds before suddenly laughing.
Even she didn’t know why she was laughing. Perhaps it was out of anger.
Turning her face away, she said lightly, “There’s still half of the Dragon Heart power left in my body.”
“Shall I help you refine it tonight?” Jiang Huai replied casually, lacking any embarrassment, speaking as if it were trivial. On the contrary, Ji Qingxuan felt an unusual awkwardness rising within her.
She quickly turned her head, glaring at him fiercely, “If you dare to play with my… with your fingers again from behind, I’ll chop off your head!”
“Oh…” Jiang Huai elongated the syllable, looking up at the sky and acting as if he were dead.
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Noon.
After a night of fatigue, Jiang Huai decided to cook a hot pot to treat himself.
On the Spirit Boat’s deck, he admired the view of the clouds while watching the bubbling pots of tomato and beef broth. He neatly arranged plates of ingredients—beef, fish, and various vegetables.
At that moment, Ji Qingxuan was lying on a lounge chair, gazing at the distant clouds. The chair was moved out by Jiang Huai since he noticed she seemed to struggle to walk steadily.
“Do you want to eat?”
Jiang Huai was always warm and hospitable, believing that sharing food was a big secret to making it delicious.
Ji Qingxuan glanced at him; the aroma of the hot pot wafted to her nose. She briefly considered it but then turned her face away, saying faintly, “I don’t have the strength.”
However, as soon as she turned her cheek towards him, Jiang Huai had already moved the entire table beside her lounge chair. Sitting next to her, he picked up a slice of cooked lamb, and without hesitation, he tossed it into his mouth after Ji Qingxuan slightly opened hers.
Ji Qingxuan’s eyes suddenly burned with murderous intent.
Fortunately, Jiang Huai quickly switched chopsticks and prepared another piece of lamb. He brought it to her lips, and despite her initial resistance, Ji Qingxuan reluctantly bit down after a moment.
She suddenly went blank.
It seemed she had realized something.
“You seem… very skilled at playing with women,” Ji Qingxuan chewed and swallowed the lamb, then added. After a moment, Jiang Huai looked at her in confusion, “Huh?”
His expression was genuinely perplexed.
Ji Qingxuan gazed at his face for several seconds before coldly saying, “A natural-born bastard.”
“Yes, yes, yes, good, good,” Jiang Huai didn’t care, switching back to his chopsticks and eating for himself. As he ate, he fed Ji Qingxuan a piece. Soon, all the ingredients on the table disappeared between the two of them. Once Ji Qingxuan casually remarked that he didn’t need to switch chopsticks anymore, Jiang Huai obliged and stopped changing them.
He took out a handkerchief to clean her lips and suddenly recalled last night… He had a habit of doing bad things while kissing; it was a good habit instilled by Wanwan. She loved resting in his embrace while they kissed, and they would… But now, his memories were a bit hazy, so he asked, “Did I kiss you yesterday?”
Ji Qingxuan shot him a cold look, “You bit me.”
“No, I meant… Did I kiss your lips?”
“You mean, biting my ( )( ) is something trivial, right?” Ji Qingxuan hadn’t thought of that at first, but upon remembering, she couldn’t help but grit her teeth, her body trembling lightly as if electrified.
“I’m apologizing, and I could bite you back if you’d like?” Jiang Huai wore an expression of someone unafraid of consequences, looking at her innocently, “So… did I kiss you?”
“No.” Ji Qingxuan replied coldly.
In the next moment, she noticed Jiang Huai breathe a sigh of relief, as if a weight had been lifted. For some inexplicable reason, an unnameable anger ignited in her chest. Just moments ago, she claimed to be weak and powerless, but now she reached out, tugged at Jiang Huai’s collar, leaned in, and then… bit down hard.
“Pain!!!”
Jiang Huai’s voice trembled with a hint of a whimper.
