Quick Wear: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

The Little Princess in the Palace (25)

  "Do you remember what happened?"

  Qi Guanyao stood up calmly, his long black hair falling down as he moved.

  Ruan Ruan looked down and noticed the dried blood clots on her chest. They smelled terrible and looked like they would fall off in small pieces if she scratched them gently. She also felt a little sticky and her hair was slightly sweaty.

  She remembered that she suddenly vomited blood and then fainted...

  "Remember?" A deep and pleasant voice sounded in my ears.

  She looked up when she heard the voice, her eyes still a little confused.

  He leaned over and covered her eyes, laughing muffledly, his chest vibrating with laughter.

  "Nothing happened between us, so...you don't have to look at me like that."

  He said something else afterwards, but his voice was so soft that she couldn't hear it clearly.

  Ruan Ruan's eyes were covered, and after losing her vision, her other senses became clearer.

  The palm in front of her was dry and warm, and her body temperature ironed her thin eyelids.

  Ruan Ruan's eyelids trembled slightly, and her eyelashes brushed lightly against his palm.

  The touch on the palm of his hand felt slightly itchy, and Qi Guanyao resisted the urge to withdraw his hand.

  A light kiss fell on her lips.

  Like a breeze, it disappears before you can feel it.

  Ruan Ruan pursed her lips subconsciously, and the next second, a fierce force came from behind her head, forcing her to raise her head. Her lips were heavily blocked, and her breath was filled with the other person's rich scent.

  Her breath was robbed, and she was almost unable to breathe, as if he had full control over her. Then, she felt a sharp pain at the corner of her lips.

  Ruan Ruan pushed him away violently.

  He took a breath and lightly touched the corner of his lips with his fingertips.

  There was a big cut on it, and the fingertip was bright red.

  My vision gradually blurred again, and mist began to gather in my eyes. Physiological tears continued to overflow, falling silently.

  Ruan Ruan was angry and aggrieved, she stared at him with tearful eyes and frowned.

  But he was actually smiling!
  Qi Guanyao's face was pale, his dark eyes stared straight at her, his overly rosy lips were stained with her blood, and the smile he drew looked a little abnormal.  

  "What are you doing?!"

  There were some questions in the words, but they were spoken with a crying tone, soft and non-threatening.

  Qi Guanyao walked slowly closer and sat down beside her.

  He stroked the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye with his fingertips and sighed softly.

  "Don't cry. It's my fault. I couldn't control myself."

  He opened his clothes, revealing his neck which was as cold as jade.

  "Let you bite it back?"

  He thought he didn't dare?
  Ruan Ruan rushed forward, ripped his shirt open even wider, and bit him hard.

  The drooping hair brushed across the skin on his neck, and the tips of her teeth sank deeply into the flesh, not stopping even when she tasted blood.

  Qi Guanyao indulged her with a smile, biting his teeth until they started to ache. She felt it was boring, so she let go.

  "Are you relieved?"

  Ruan Ruan looked at him with red eyes, and felt embarrassed after she calmed down.

  After hearing what he said, Ruan Ruan, who had not yet figured out how to face him, felt a little relieved.

  Just let it be, she told herself.

  She didn't say anything, but Qi Guanyao understood what she meant.

  Knowing that she had calmed down, he put his hands on her shoulders and applied a little force.

  He pressed Ruan Ruan down on the bed and pulled the quilt over her.

  "You're not well yet, lie down for a while. Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you food."

  "I want to change my clothes first."

  Ruan Ruan couldn't stand the smell on her body anymore, she didn't know how he could bear it. He just let her lie on the bed like this, without even taking off her coat.

  (End of this chapter)