flstandardbreds Chapter 124 You Let Me Touch You
Chapter 124 You Let Me Touch You
Then Zhongli Yueluo hit him a little harder, and he hissed in pain, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at her.
The flickering firelight cast shadows on her face, and he was mesmerized by it.
By the time I came to my senses, the wound had been treated and the medicine powder had been applied.
Zhongli Yueluo held the strip of cloth and tried to wrap it around his shoulders, but he grabbed her hands and said, "Princess, I can do it myself."
Zhongli Yueluo loosened the cloth strip; she wanted to see how he would do it himself.
Su Fengjun tried several times, but the package ended up being a mess.
Finally, clutching the strip of cloth in his hand, a hint of grievance even flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.
Zhongli Yueluo snatched the strip of cloth from his hand and squeezed his shoulder.
He stubbornly tried to argue back, but was met with a fierce glare from Zhongli Yueluo.
He stood there like a wooden stake, completely still.
However, he could clearly feel the coolness of Zhongli Yueluo's fingers.
It wrapped around him, starting from his lower chest and then draped over his shoulders.
Although the wrapping wasn't very aesthetically pleasing, at least it conformed to the skin.
While they were bandaging him, his breathing was slow and gentle.
She was afraid that her breath would hit Zhongli Yueluo's face.
Finally, the knot was tied and the game was over. Zhongli Yueluo's fingers inadvertently brushed across his chest, and his body trembled slightly.
His breathing faltered for a moment, but he dared not move, afraid of disturbing her: "Princess... are you done?"
Zhongli Yueluo didn't take it to heart, nodded, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands.
Seeing her nonchalant demeanor, his eyes dimmed slightly as he stared at the flickering fire, unsure of what to say.
After a moment of silence, he broke the stillness: "Is the princess tired?"
Zhongli Yueluo lowered her eyes in deep thought. She couldn't see the sun or the moon from here, and she didn't know how much time had passed.
Although it may seem like we've only been locked in combat for a short while, what if something drastic has already happened outside?
Moreover, there is no direction to guide us in this fog, so where is the Demon Petal that the ghost mentioned placed?
Thinking of this, she seemed to hear Su Fengjun's voice. She looked up, her eyes bright, and gazed into his eyes.
His heart skipped a few beats, and his heart started pounding involuntarily.
He raised his hand, his fingers gently tracing the contours of her cheek, finally resting lightly on her cheek.
Zhongli Yueluo was just about to relax and rub against his hand.
Su Fengjun then realized his lapse in composure and quickly withdrew his hand, pretending nothing had happened.
He stood up and said, "Princess, I...I'll go outside and take a look." He didn't dare look at her and left as if fleeing.
She blinked, a little confused. What was the big deal? She stood up and chased after him, grabbing his arm in two steps.
Su Fengjun was pulled by her, his body stiffened, and he turned his back to her.
Trying to calm her racing heart, she said, "Princess, it's cold outside."
She tilted her head and stared at his face: "You know it's cold outside?"
"Besides, there might be potential dangers outside. Let's go back into the cave and sit down, especially since you're still injured."
Su Fengjun turned around and his gaze fell on the hand that was holding his.
His gaze softened, but his voice remained cool: "Princess, I'm fine."
They returned to the campfire, where the little tiger sat, seemingly fast asleep. The two looked at each other.
Zhongli Yueluo squeezed next to him and leaned on his uninjured shoulder.
A delicate fragrance emanated from her, wafting into his nostrils, and he turned his head to the side.
She touched his chin, then playfully touched his prominent Adam's apple, and yawned.
Her seemingly unintentional flirting made Su Fengjun's heart flutter and his body tense instantly.
He tried to control his emotions, turning his body to the side to keep his distance from her.
“Princess…please don’t do this, I…” His voice was a little hoarse.
Zhongli Yueluo forgot that the man in front of her was an extremely innocent and naive person who could not be easily provoked.
She let go, a hint of resentment in her voice: "Alright, alright, I won't touch it then."
She gently lowered her hand and placed it on his thigh.
Even he, in his dullness, could tell that she seemed a little angry.
He licked his lips, as if he was doing some kind of mental preparation.
His fingers stealthily covered her hand, then gently lifted her hand and placed it on the contour of his jaw.
At this moment, he bit his lip, his ears were bright red in the firelight, and he dared not look at Zhongli Yueluo.
She found it amusing, and her hand traced across his Adam's apple again and again before landing on his thigh.
She could clearly feel his body stiffen and his breathing become unnatural, but she didn't stop.
Finally, Su Fengjun took a deep breath and gently took her hand.
At that moment, his eyes looked like those of a starving wolf.
His pupils were still trembling slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Princess, is it alright now?"
She smiled slightly, bringing her mouth close to his ear, her words slightly seductive: "Of course not enough."
The scorching breath hit his ear, and he wrapped one arm around her back.
She immediately pressed herself against his chest; it was soft and palpable, delicate and delightful.
She saw his chest heaving violently, and she gently stroked his chest to help him catch his breath.
His eyes revealed a deep desire.
Her hands slowly stopped moving, and she muttered under her breath, "You're the one who told me to touch you." Then she turned her body to one side.
Seeing her evasive yet slightly shy demeanor, his heart pounded even faster, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He grasped her wrist, pulled her hand away, and his voice was slightly hoarse.
"Princess, stop teasing me. It's getting late, you should rest."
"Hey~ I wasn't kidding you, I'm serious, I always have!"
She cupped his cheeks in her hands and then gave him a light peck on the cheek.
Somewhat unbelievable, what just happened?
He stared at her blankly, a blush creeping onto his usually stern face, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
He gripped his sleeves tightly with both hands. She was so close, could he really do it?
He touched her cheek with his hand, his eyes closed, not daring to look at her.
He slowly moved his head closer and gently kissed the corner of her lips.
She could feel him trembling all over, and then he slowly loosened his grip.
Her face turned bright red, and her tone was somewhat unnatural: "Princess, please rest early."
With her eyes closed, Zhongli Yueluo pursed her lips to control herself, refusing to laugh, and leaned against his thigh without moving.
He dared not move at all until a while later, when Zhongli Yueluo's breathing became even and she seemed to have really fallen asleep, he finally looked at her sleeping face lying on his lap.
He touched her hair, then moved his hand to her brows, trying to smooth out her furrowed brows.
She twitched her fingers slightly, rubbing them against his leg, as if searching for a more comfortable position.
He gently patted her back and gazed at her quietly.