Jiang Mi was a little aggrieved and slowly retracted the hand holding her. The emotions that had just disappeared resurfaced in his heart, and his thin lips were pressed tightly without saying a word.
Seeing this, the teasing she had prepared reached the tip of her tongue, and she quickly swallowed it back. She put her hands around his waist and leaned closer.
"Are you angry?"
"No."
Looking up, a pair of misty eyes were close at hand, and his lips were still pursed lightly, but the corners of his lips were lower than before, as if he were remembering something even more sad.
"It's been three months since the last time we met. Why didn't I see you drinking to drown your sorrows like this?"
Jiang Mi lowered his eyes and looked at her intently.
"Because at that time, I didn't have any delusions."
At that time, he was self-aware and did not dare ask for mercy from the fairy. Even in his dream, he was careful and never showed the slightest disrespect.
She is the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, elusive and out of reach.
But the bright moon seemed to have heard his prayer and fell into his arms, so he tried his best to hold on to that ray of moonlight—even if the dream would wake up and be broken, he would drink poison to quench his thirst.
Yao Yue was stunned for a moment. These familiar eyes were filled with a strong emotion that she couldn't understand. The next moment, Jiang Mi suddenly lowered his head and kissed her hair gently, and a faint but clear voice floated in her ears, like a drunken murmur.
"I only like you. Please..."
Although the voice was low, every word hit her heart, and she was suddenly wrapped softly in a warm and poignant emotion. It seemed that there was a soft spot in the deepest part of her heart that was collapsing at an uncontrollable speed. But she didn't want Jiang Mi to be too proud, so she suppressed the smile that was about to overflow and pretended to hesitate.
"Oh, I'm reluctant to do it, so I will promise you."
Like a spell, all the anxiety, jealousy, and irritability that were weighing heavily on his heart disappeared with her words. It felt like the tension he had been feeling could finally be let go, and it felt like all the pent-up grievances in his heart finally had rest.
Jiang Mi seemed to have come back to his senses, remembering the words he just said and smelling the fragrance of her body. His cheeks were hot, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
"Yao Yue…"
His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are intimidating when his expression is cold, but as long as he softens a little, he appears to be very masculine and charming, making it easy for people to have an infinite affection for him.
"Are you happy?"
She rubbed the man's waist.
"You've lost weight because of jealousy. Do you still have the strength for the sect's assessment in three days?"
He suddenly sat up straight.
"You’re coming?"
"Of course, I came here to see you."
Jiang Mi's breathing was stagnant, his heart was beating hard, his muscles were as tight as rocks, and he was speechless.
Yao Yue couldn't help but laugh and then helped him brush the fallen leaves off his shoulders.
"Okay, go back and have a rest."
How could he bear it? He hugged her tightly and refused to let go.
"I don't need to rest!"
She originally wanted to kissed him to comfort him, but she didn't expect that he suddenly kissed her hard, as if he had failed to enjoy himself just now and now wanted to make up for it with even greater intensity. The strong smell of alcohol entered her mouth, as if her internal organs had been doused with kerosene, and a spark gently dripped, instantly igniting a violent fire in her limbs.
The man's big tongue rolled around her soft tongue, causing her to subconsciously moan softly. At the end, a slender silver thread was pulled out.
She put her hand on the bulging tent under his crotch and pressed it lightly. Her smiling eyes shone like pearls in the moonlight.
"Is this why you won't let me go?"
Her thin, red lips looked very moist and soft because of the kiss just now. Jiang Mi was heartbroken when he saw it, and he started to speak incoherently.
"It's not..."
"Is that true?"
She stroked the erect length through his pants with her soft hand, lightly like a feather.
"How many times have you masturbated in the past three months?"
He felt that the blood circulation in his body had stopped, and he was breathing rapidly.
"No—I didn't—"
"I don't believe it."
This fool had a frighteningly strong sexual desire after he started eating meat. Those who didn't know it thought he had practiced some kind of Hehuan technique. Even though she is stronger, he had weakened her several times. It was as if all the effects of his spiritual roots that day were reflected in his infinite energy during s*x.
"Really not," he muttered, suddenly with infinite resentment in his eyes.
"I heard that you and Xing Yuan are having sex every day. I can't even think about it at all."
Occasionally he would dream about her at night, but when he wake up and see that she was not around, he automatically became uninterested, so he usually took a cold shower to get rid of the problem.
Hearing this, Yaoyue looked slightly startled and felt a little guilty in her heart. She took the initiative to untie his belt and release the ferocious c*ck. The extremely thick and long rod, the red body, and the pink glans did not reduce its aggressiveness. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"I believe it."
Her white fingers slid down, fell straight to the bottom, and weighed the two plump eggs in her hands.
"It's heavy. I can see that you haven't ejac*lated at all."
She started to knead again. She tapped the balls a few times, and the sem*n that oozed out was thick, leaving a salty, wet mark on her fingers.
"Uh—Yao Yue, help me..."
Jiang Mi's eyes were red, and a few overly restrained veins appeared on his strong and beautiful abdominal muscles. With a rough gasp, he held her hand and rubbed it on his c*ck. His movements were fierce and ruthless, and the temperature was like a branding iron, making her palms red and painful.
"It's so rude of you to let go."
He was obedient and looked at her eagerly.
Her hands were soft and smooth, and she moved lightly and quickly strokes.
It had shaken him to his core.
"Uh-huh-ah..."
His body was sensitive after being exposed for too long, and it didn't take long for the young man to growl from his throat, and his c*ck trembled wildly, and c*mmed with thick semen. She slowly smeared her hands full of sticky s*men on his twitching lower abdomen and finally placed a kiss on his lips.
"Okay, let's go back. After the assessment, I will come find you."