Volume 6: The Key to the Demonic World Chapter 02 This Love Will Never End
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone in, Ping Lili rubbed her sleepy eyes and watched the red sun breaking through the fog outside the window, dispelling the darkness in the sky. The light golden light penetrated through the layers of clouds and shone straight in. The small attic was plated with a layer of gold by the light sunlight slanting in from the window, and the room was full of soft light, which was very intoxicating.
The room was completely silent, with only the sound of gentle, shallow breathing to be heard. As her consciousness gradually returned, she realized she had been lying on her side on the couch, curled up in Mo Yi's arms, having spent the entire night there. Her entire body, wrapped in the thin blanket of the red brocade peony table, was now completely pressed against him, entwined with him.
To be honest, that posture is as ambiguous as it can be.
Fortunately, the two of them still had their undergarments on, otherwise, Ying Lili's face would have been buried in the ground.
Days of fighting and non-stop travel had exhausted him to the extreme. Last night, he had only made that domineering oath to her, and soon after, he fell asleep in her arms.
Or maybe, as he said, Mo Yi really just came here to sleep. He said that only by her side could he sleep peacefully. He said that she was the only harbor he could dock in this world.
Well, Ying Lili admitted that when he whispered these words in her ear, her heart softened beyond words and she almost blurted out, "Then you can come sleep at my place from now on."
So, his uncle felt at ease and extremely comfortable holding the beauty in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep on the beauty's bed, while the poor self-proclaimed female hooligan, Yinglili, shamefully suffered from insomnia.
Being hugged so tightly and treated so affectionately by the one I love, but not doing anything, as a 21st century female hooligan with lust but no courage, there is no way I can sleep with him.
However, she felt sorry for him and could not bear to disturb his good night's sleep, so she had to stare at him by herself in the moonlight outside the window all night, with tears streaming down her face, she silently recited "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form" a hundred times in her heart, and fell into a deep sleep when it was almost dawn.
At this moment, her body was tightly pressed against Mo Yi, curled up in his arms, feeling the warmth brought by his solid body, and an inexplicable heat suddenly flowed through her body. Suddenly realizing the ambiguous distance between the two of them, she subconsciously wanted to step back and keep some distance from him, but her mind suddenly froze. There was no one else in the attic at this moment, so why was she so embarrassed?
Besides, being able to spend such an intimate time with Mo Yi was something she had always dreamed of, so why was she being so coy? Pretending to be noble? Acting innocent? Who was she acting for?
If she continued to act so pretentiously at this moment, I'm afraid God would be unable to help but strike her down.
Reason, righteousness, integrity and shame, at this moment, passed through Ying Lili's mind like floating clouds. Forget it, forget it, let them all go to hell!
Thinking of this, she shifted slightly, allowing herself and Mo Yi to snuggle closer. However, their bodies were already tightly pressed together, unable to get any closer. Suddenly, a hint of disappointment appeared in her eyes...
I want to be closer to this man.
I want to become one with him, to melt into his blood, to be connected to his flesh and blood, to ride on his bridle across the world and across the clouds, to grow old with him overnight and be in love with him forever...
"I'm telling you, Peng Lili, you'd better not even think about those things about going our separate ways and parting ways! You, Peng Lili, will be mine, Mo Yi's, for all eternity. Even if you become a ghost, you can only be with me!"
Mo Yi's strong and almost overbearing words last night suddenly flowed back into her mind. Ping Lili's heart suddenly felt warm, soft as cashmere. She subconsciously shrank her head and curled up in Mo Yi's arms.
She sighed softly and whispered in his arms with a barely audible voice: "Mo Yi, Mo Yi, do you know how much I love you? I love you so much that I wish I could grow old with you overnight and never be separated from you for the rest of my life..."
Mo Yi's steady and long breathing could be heard above his head. It seemed that the continuous battles in the past few days had indeed made him extremely tired.
In her memory, Mo Yi had always seemed to be a very alert yet light sleeper, the slightest movement would instantly wake him, blade in hand, ready to strike. She had even wondered if Mo Yi never needed to sleep. In all the time she had known him, this was the first time she had seen him sleep so peacefully.
Could it be true as he said, that only in front of her would he feel so relaxed and at ease?
Thinking of what he said last night, a thin mist suddenly appeared in her golden brown eyes for no reason, and a strange feeling surged in her heart.
The scent on Mo Yi's body was very light, but particularly pleasant, a kind of smell of grass after rain. Ying Lili sniffed him hard, and her pointed little chin rested comfortably on his neck. It was cool, and her face was pressed against his slightly warm skin. She yawned comfortably, moved her head, rubbed it, and felt in a trance that she was about to fall asleep again.
The present world is stable, the years are quiet and good...
For no reason, a sentence like this popped up in her mind: if she could be so affectionate with him for the rest of her life, she would be willing to exchange everything she had for it.
Just as Ping Lili was still immersed in her own lingering thoughts, a low and charming whisper suddenly echoed in her ears: "If you keep dawdling like this, I can't guarantee that I won't do what I didn't do last night."
The embarrassment of being caught red-handed again left Yinglili in tears, wondering how she hadn't known before that Mo Yi was such a scheming person. How could he never tire of playing these tricks, pretending to sleep and teasing her? Most infuriating of all was her pathetic self-control, which was so disappointing that she always fell for it.
"Shameless! Hooligan! You're pretending to sleep again!" Her fist was about to land on him when she suddenly stopped. Damn rationality always came to the fore at the most critical moment. Seeing her embarrassed look as she reluctantly withdrew her fist, Mo Yi suddenly felt better. He lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, but his lips bit hers fiercely and said with a smile, "Who said I have no teeth? I have very good teeth."
Then, the arm that was around her suddenly tightened . She looked up and saw a playful smile slowly spreading across his lips.
The feeling of being teased suddenly became extremely strong, and her face turned red with anger. This bastard always liked to tease her like this.
But who was Ying Lili? She was a fierce, shrewd woman, no less capable than any man. How could she let Mo Yi get the upper hand every time? Even in a verbal argument, it wouldn't work!
A hint of the same playful amusement suddenly flashed across her golden-brown eyes. She quickly lifted his gracefully curved chin with her finger and teased him in an extremely frivolous tone, "My beauty, you have to understand. Last night, it was clearly me, your master, who could not bear to ruthlessly kill you because you were injured and exhausted from days of fighting. I reluctantly let you go. Don't refuse a toast and then drink a penalty!"
Mo Yi was slightly startled by her bold and shameless words, as if he had not expected that this girl had made progress. She would be so nervous when she was alone with him before, but now she could fight back so boldly, and what's more, she did it quite well. He laughed secretly in his heart, but did not resist. He just let her hold her chin frivolously, and stared at her expression which became more and more stiff because she was uncomfortable with being stared at by him. After a while, he burst into bursts of overwhelming laughter.
As far as she could remember, this was the first time that Gong Lili had seen Mo Yi laugh so unrestrainedly. Suddenly, a touch of tenderness filled her heart. However, that tenderness didn't last long. Seeing Mo Yi's laughter getting louder and louder, she suddenly felt a sense of frustration that her conspiracy had failed. Her face flushed and she frowned at him, "What are you laughing at? I'm teasing you. You need to cooperate."
Mo Yi hugged her tightly, laughing until he almost got a stitch in his side. He then leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Then don't bear it. I'll bite my teeth and hold on for a while, and fulfill your wish."
Ping Lili's brows twitched involuntarily, and the corners of her lips twitched suddenly. What does it mean to shoot oneself in the foot?
She clearly just wanted to show off her eloquence and tease him, so why did she end up being teased back?
Mo Yi was indeed a very well-hidden rogue. The enemy was too powerful, and she took him too lightly and underestimated him!
Moreover, the enemy was not only powerful but also cunning. He suddenly turned over and pressed her under him, trapping her in that small world with his arms. He looked down at her with a pair of deep eyes that made her scalp tingle.
She quickly avoided his burning gaze, and her eyes moved down a little involuntarily. It was not a big deal, but she almost had a nosebleed. Oh my God, he can't be so seductive!
Mo Yi's thin robe was now untied, revealing his bare chest. Although it still bore traces of scars, for Ying Lili, such a handsome man, half naked, still held a deadly allure. She suddenly felt her mouth dry, and a surge of desire, deep within her body, rushed straight to her head.
Someone please save her! Ying Lili screamed frantically in her heart. She felt like she was going crazy just by watching. She seemed to hear a sinful villain in her heart shouting at her: "Push him down! Strip him! Eat him!"
However, the initiative was no longer in her hands. Although she called herself a female hooligan, for the inexperienced Ying Lili, she was even more clueless than a young man. Although she had seen a lot of porn movies, she now sadly discovered that practice is the hard truth that leads to success. It was in vain that she had ambitions, but her practical application index was basically zero. Just when she was still struggling in her mind whether to strip him or herself first, Mo Yi's hot lips had already fallen...
He licked and sucked her lips until her pink lips became red and swollen, then let go. His hot lips and tongue moved down along her ear, biting and kissing her, and then landed on her neck, tossing and turning again. The unfamiliar pleasure made her intoxicated, and she had long forgotten her original intention.
It turns out that these days, being a female hooligan is also a technical job. There are 360 professions, and none of them is easy... This was the last bit of pitiful consciousness that remained in Ying Lili.
