White Snake Husband

Chapter 12: Desire

After coming out of the bathroom, Xu Xuancao came back to bid farewell to Bai Sijin wearing a green Taoist robe, clean and fresh.

The flowers bloomed in the courtyard. Bai Sijin set up a table of food and wine in the quiet room, and smiled at Xu Xuancao who came forward: “You go after eating.”

Xu Xuancao looked at the table full of eight treasures, already salivating.

In the past few days, she has enjoyed Bai Sijin’s superb cooking skills, and she was afraid that she would be uncomfortable for a long time after returning to the sect.

Xu Xuancao glanced at the wine jar hidden on the nanmu cabinet*, picked it up happily, and sniffed it: “There is still wine here, it smells so good.”

*nanmu cabinet
When she was practicing on the mountain, she would drink with her uncle when she had nothing to do. Her self-proclaimed alcohol capacity is excellent.

“Don’t drink, this is not ordinary sake.” Bai Sijin said slowly, “It will arouse people’s deepest desires, and they will do whatever they want.”

Xu Xuancao was aroused by curiosity, and said with a smile: “Desire? What desire would I have?”

She knew in her heart that she was a cold-hearted person, and apart from her emotional bond with her master and uncle, she was relatively indifferent to other people. When she was with Bai Sijin, she consciously kept a distance, for fear that her feelings would disturb her heart of cultivation.

Master once said that one must be ruthless and desireless in order to reach the road of cultivating immortals, and then she will pass on her ruthless way of practice. After she succeeds, she will become truly ruthless and heartless. As the future master, she will protect the Guiyun sect forever.

However, she is really curious, does she really have desires?

Xu Xuancao shook the wine jar: “Would you mind if I have a drink? Just a drink.”

Bai Sijin said, “If you are a person who has no desires and desires, you can do it.”

Xu Xuancao hummed, quite confident I poured myself a glass, and took a sip: “Well, good wine!”

For some reason, she felt more and more hungry, and she gorged herself with delicious food, like a gluttonous wind.

It seemed as if she hadn’t eaten for many days, and her stomach kept growling, and she wanted to finish the table with all her heart.

Bai Sijin took out a soft silk handkerchief, and wiped the corners of her mouth with residues: “Eat slowly, be careful of choking.”

Xu Xuancao smelled the refreshing fragrance and looked down at his hand.

The ten fingertips of that hand are like bamboo shoots, the knuckles are clear, and the whiteness is like jade carvings of lotus root.

She had tasted his finger before, what was it like, it seemed very sweet…

As if she was drunk, she gently cupped that hand, just like that time, opened her mouth to enclose his fingertip.

Bai Sijin felt his fingers wrapped around her soft lips, and the tongue in her lips greedily rolled up his fingertips.

Rubbing and licking, the humidity and heat made his heart numb.

With her eyes closed, her face flushed, she acted according to her desire.

This move was beyond his expectation, but within reason. He quickly withdrew his hand and sighed: “You’re drunk.”

She was still stubborn: “I’m not drunk!”

Feeling full, her rational thinking is completely wrapped up, her body is burning like fire, and she just wants to vent it.

She opened her eyes, stared at his jade face in a trance, and smiled idiotically: “You are so beautiful.”

In her eyes, he was always pure and clean, unable to be contaminated by any filth, like a fairy left in the world.

How can such a person exist in the world?

She cupped his face with desecration intentionally, and gently outlined his eyebrows and eyes with her fingers, and slid down the high bridge of the nose to reach his thin, light red lips.

Rubbing the skin of his lips with her fingertips, she was a bit ambiguous and confused.

She licked the corner of her lips: “I really want to eat you.”

His thick black pupils trembled slightly, as if shocked by her words.

She stood up with a whimper, and bit his lip as if colliding with him.

The skin of his lips was slightly cool, soft as if inconceivable.

Her two lips contained his lips, and the cusps of the teeth were biting lightly, almost intoxicated. Tasting, she got unexpected satisfaction.

Wrapping her hands and feet around him, as if preventing him from escaping, she clung to the young man’s body wantonly.

She hugged his waist tightly, and could feel his stiffness, which seemed uncomfortable to her touch.

Or maybe suppressing a certain emotion…