He leaned closer to her ear, his lips brushing against her auricle, causing her to tremble involuntarily. "Who do you want a kiss from?"
Her hand hadn't loosened its grip, and their distance was minimal.
Xie Jing watched her with a sideways glance, a smile playing on his lips. He could naturally feel the changes in her body, and a sense of joy bloomed within both of them, carrying them towards a higher peak.
"Xie... Jing... I want Xie Jing to kiss me..."
With a bang, like fireworks bursting, Xie Jing jolted. He looked down, his gaze fixed on the woman before him. He whispered, whether to himself or to her, "Do you like Xie... Jing?"
Qin Jiujiu seemed slightly displeased with his lingering, murmuring softly, "I like him..."
Her intonation was slurred due to her intoxication, yet Xie Jing patiently brought his ear closer to her lips, as if awaiting her answer.
Her breath, tinged with alcohol, seemed to intoxicate him as well.
He heard her say, "I like him," and his peach-blossom eyes seemed to sparkle with a smile. With a tremor in his voice, he asked cautiously, "Who does Ah Jiu like?"
"I like Xie Jing!"
This time, her voice, laced with a childlike innocence, was firm, as if coming from the depths of her heart, spoken without the slightest hesitation.
Xie Jing murmured, "If you like Xie Jing, you can never leave him! Otherwise, he'll go mad!"
Qin Jiujiu's mind was hazy. She completely missed the system's incessant alarm bells: "Host! Detected significant fluctuation in the villain's emotions! Risk of Blackening!"
To hell with blackening, she decided to just give up!
She strained her almond eyes to look at him, muttering, "Xie Jing is right here, isn't he? He's smiling... How is he blackening..."
System: The villain's self-awareness is too strong. I can't control him again. I wonder if the subsequent plot will be affected!
Her forced wakefulness began to fade. She felt sleepy. Suddenly, a warm, soft sensation brushed against her lips. She snapped her eyes open, took in the person before her, and then slowly closed them again.
It was Xie Jing. That was good.
Xie Jing relentlessly pursued her lips, breaking down her defenses one by one, moving lower, as if intending to consume her whole.
Both of them were consumed by passion, their breaths heavy and echoing through the silent room like a low hum, creating ripples of intensity.
He was like a long-suppressed beast, taking from her...
She met his ardor...
The room was filled with a sensual haze...
The next morning, Liu Jin awoke in her room to find herself lying on the floor, clutching an empty wine bottle. Qin Jiujiu was nowhere to be seen.
Had she gone back to her own room last night?
Qin Jiujiu had brought a lot of wine to her room yesterday, and they had chatted and drunk, eventually resorting to pouring directly from the bottle. She remembered Qin Jiujiu mumbling something while in a stupor, that she was going to find him and get some answers!
Her memories of last night were hazy due to the alcohol, but she recalled the flushed girl, her nose tip red from the fumes, stumbling past her.
Liu Jin felt a pang of worry. After all, Qin Jiujiu had been so drunk last night, she could barely walk straight. Would she even be able to find her own room accurately?
She tidied herself up a little and then went out.
But Qin Jiujiu's room was empty!
Bai Qianluo also heard the commotion and came over. The two began to search the General's manor for Qin Jiujiu, even checking the latrines, but found no trace of her.
Liu Qi was not present. As soon as Xie Yun heard that Qin Jiujiu was missing, he panicked. Given Jiujiu's tendency to attract trouble, what if she'd been captured by a monster?
Qin Jiujiu: I'm really speechless!
Qin Jiujiu awoke to the cold. In her sleep, it felt as though she was hugging a block of ice, with an icy chill seeping into her body.
When she opened her eyes and saw the handsome face magnified before her, she was still startled.
But this time, it seemed she had stumbled into his room in a drunken stupor and had... completely taken him.
Although she found it difficult to accept this image of herself, she had to admit that this was his room!
Qin Jiujiu gently tried to move his hand, which was resting on her waist. The hand, however, suddenly tightened its grip, pulling her body even closer to his.
Qin Jiujiu: !!!
This was too much!
Xie Jing's eyes remained closed, and his hoarse, deep voice reached her ear. "Sleep with me a little longer..."
They lay facing each other. Qin Jiujiu's gaze drifted from his face to his neck and chest. Such a captivating physique, such alluring collarbones, no wonder they had captivated her as well!
It was all the host's fault for making the villain so beautiful, and not only that, but his body was so well-endowed! It had caused her to lose control for a moment and end up sleeping with him!
Wait! What did she see!
His skin was already fair, but scattered across his neck and collarbone were marks of purple and blue.
She had seen these marks before, but only on her own body!
Could it be that the time she was drugged, someone else had...
She dared not think further. Her memories began to flood back, and the familiar scent of calming incense, just like this moment, enveloped her!
Qin Jiujiu suddenly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she deliberately avoided looking at him.
Xie Jing seemed exhausted, his eyes closed at the moment.
Was he that sleepy?
Suddenly, she recalled something – he had seemed to have been awake all night last night...
Her face suddenly flushed. Seeing that his breathing had deepened, as if he had fallen asleep, she quietly reached out to his hand, intending to remove it from her waist.
Suddenly, her hand was held fast. Qin Jiujiu felt a roaring in her head, and her ears turned red.
He sensed her movement and murmured, "Good girl! Don't move..." After speaking, he pulled her even tighter, as if afraid she would leave.
Xie Jing was not one to sleep excessively. He could often go days without closing his eyes, even from a young age. Once he slept, he might never wake up, so his sleep was extremely light.
But holding her, listening to her breathing, his heart could finally find some peace.
He whispered a threat, "If you move again, I'll assume you're too energetic and want to..."
His words were left unfinished, but they sparked endless fantasies in Qin Jiujiu's mind.
What kind of head was this, filled with such yellow connotations?
Was the person holding her now the great villain from the original novel, who was indifferent to women and naturally detached? Could this person, who casually made suggestive remarks, be the same one who was pure and ascetic, who had never even held hands with the female lead he liked?
Either she had been deceived by his persona, or he had been possessed!