Chapter 76: A Suppressed, Gentle Kiss
The light purple hadn’t yet deepened to violet. The wisp of smoke, having just condensed at his fingertips, immediately retreated, lying dormant and silent.
Jian Yu’s breathing was erratic, and her slender waist trembled uncontrollably.
It felt as though the only sounds were the man’s frantic heartbeat and his restrained gasps.
Her eyelashes were damp, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with a rosy blush. The deep crimson hue made Jian Yu’s skin look fair and translucent.
The man didn’t make a move for a long time. Even the hand resting on her waist was withdrawn with restraint.
Her chest rose and fell erratically. Jian Yu was growing a little impatient as she waited.
’I should give him a hand,’ she thought.
A deep pink mist spread through the bedroom, gathering and dispersing gracefully. It formed a thin veil that crept up the man’s shoulders.
A fierce kiss—searing, uncontrolled—suddenly fell upon her.
Her lips parted slightly as fragmented sounds escaped her throat, her breath catching, unable to form words.
"Ngh..."
In the silent room, the soft whimper was all the more tantalizing.
Jian Yu relaxed her limbs as a blush spread across her face.
Wisps of light pink mist vied to escape from her body, spreading outwards.
The strands gathered in mid-air, their colors intertwining, solidifying, and deepening.
They continued until they had completely swallowed the borders of the other deep pink mist, becoming one and the same with it.
"I... I’m sorry."
The man pulled away and carefully covered her with the thin blanket.
The bedroom fell silent once more.
’Is he even a man?’
’Huh!?’
Jian Yu’s dark lashes trembled. Her mouth fell slightly open as she breathed softly, her limp body sinking into the bedding.
With her vivid imagination, she simply couldn’t reconcile what had just happened with Sheng Yue’s ascetic face.
’Does this count as a nighttime assault?’
’I’d love to see if he’s wearing a different color uniform when he comes over today, instead of his usual white one.’
Her train of thought was cut short. There was another presence in the bedroom.
’Did he come back?’
’It’s a man.’
Jian Yu adjusted the rhythm of her breathing.
’I’m not so afraid anymore.’
’I should have known. Who else besides them could freely enter villas one through seven?’
’I can’t beat them anyway, so I might as well just give up and lie here.’
’Even if it’s Pei Yin, it’s not like he’d actually kill me, right?’
’Hm?’
’Why isn’t he moving?’
Jian Yu’s eyes darted back and forth beneath her closed lids.
She could sense he was still some distance away.
But in the next second, the man was right beside her bed.
"If he can do it, why should I hold back? What, am I the only one who can’t?"
His voice was low and hoarse, and the sound of Pei Yin’s Adam’s apple bobbing was clearly audible.
"He takes my medicine only to do something so gutless. Wasting my medicine and embarrassing me."
Jian Yu froze.
’It’s not Sheng Yue.’
Before she had time to process it, the blanket was thrown off her.
Compared to Sheng Yue’s reserved subtlety, Pei Yin’s actions were far more direct and decisive.
"I’ve wanted to hold you like this for a long time. You look soft, but I never imagined you’d feel this soft in my arms."
He lifted her onto his lap, his large hands easily encircling both of her ankles.
"Are you really five-foot-six? You feel so small in my arms. No wonder they like calling you ’baby’."
Pei Yin couldn’t get enough of her.
He lowered his head, sniffing her hair, kissing her cheeks, then grabbing her ankles to squeeze the soles of her feet.
"Baby? Baby? Baby?"
"Baby, baby..."
His tone shifted from confusion and bewilderment to pleasant acceptance in less than half a minute.
"They’re so annoying, watching you so closely. It gives me no chance at all."
The tips of Jian Yu’s ears turned red as she listened.
’These guys are all a little messed up.’
’I thought all this silence would make them explode. Instead, it just made them perverts.’
A domineering kiss landed on the corner of her mouth. Pei Yin cradled her head, one hand nearly covering the entire back of her skull.
He seemed to be very familiar with the little details of Jian Yu’s life.
Even though she might not be able to hear him, he explained patiently, "I washed my hands. They’re not dirty."
As light pecks deepened into passionate kisses, he gradually found his fun.
But he soon grew dissatisfied.
"Why aren’t you making a sound, baby? You weren’t this cold when they were bullying you."
Pei Yin pulled away from the kiss and fell silent.
He probably wasn’t wearing his usual chain ornaments; his signature jingle of bells was absent.
’It was less fun this way.’
"Were you like this when Sheng Yue kissed you?"
Pei Yin’s voice was low, his tone strange.
Jian Yu felt a bit helpless.
’My guard is too high around Pei Yin. With our relationship suddenly becoming so complicated, I can’t really get into it.’
’If I could just open my eyes and look at his handsome face while we kissed, I might be able to get more invested.’
’Or if he’d worn those chains of his, the ones with the little bells?’
’After all, no matter how nice his voice is, I’m too used to hearing him curse and seeing him give everyone the cold shoulder...’
’Wait a minute... that anklet from this morning... it couldn’t have been Pei Yin’s doing, could it?’
Her train of thought was forcibly cut short.
Pei Yin grabbed her limp limbs and kissed her mouth, which was slightly agape as she panted.
Clearly, he had his methods.
If she didn’t make a sound, he would press on her waist, tickle her armpits, blow in her ear, and gently pinch and rub her sides.
Her loose, light-blue pajamas were baggy, with the knee-length shorts barely reaching above her knees.
His hand slipped under the hem of her top, leaving finger marks of varying intensity on the pale skin of her waist.
Her chest heaved, and her exposed skin grew flushed and hot.
"Why aren’t you breathing, baby? You’re puffing up your cheeks while we kiss."
He poked her cheek with a finger. With a look of fascination, Pei Yin pinched her chin, making her soft cheeks puff out slightly.
"So endearing. No wonder they like you."
He wrapped an arm around her waist, tightening his hold, and lowered his head to continue kissing her.
With all his little torments, a breathy, trembling sound escaped Jian Yu’s throat uncontrollably.
The pink mist trembled as it clung to Pei Yin’s back. It drifted past his long neck, swept over his half-lidded, aquamarine eyes, and finally kissed the red mole on the bridge of his nose.
’Isn’t this a bit too extravagant for a late-night snack?’
Mortified, Jian Yu wished she could cover her ears and block out her own breathy, muffled moans.
The sound she made trembled at the end, full of helplessness.
"Pei, have you forgotten what you said?"
Ling Yanzhi’s figure materialized in a flash, appearing in a black and red whirlwind.
A tentacle shot out from behind Xi Yu, wrapped around Pei Yin’s neck, and yanked him backward.
Ting Ying tore the tentacle apart, pulling Pei Yin away to safety.
Pei Yin held Jian Yu with one arm looped under her legs, his other hand carefully cradling the back of her head.
He frowned. "Be careful. I won’t be the only one heartbroken if she falls."
Xi Yu’s expression was chilling. "Don’t worry. I’ll make sure Yang Zhang only kills you."
"Where’s Sheng Yue?" Ling Yanzhi asked, glancing around.
Xi Yu reined in his hostility as his tentacle began to tear the room apart. "Come on out, Sheng Yue, you homewrecker."
Jian Yu squeezed her eyes shut.
’An intensely satisfying chaotic scene. I can’t believe I’m living through one.’
’But the spectacle is a little too much. It makes me feel like I’m the one having an affair.’
Pei Yin kindly corrected him, "You three are already a love triangle. If you’re going to call him something, it should be Xiao Si."
Xi Yu realized Sheng Yue’s presence was no longer in the bedroom.
He turned his head, his expression sinister.
The Beast Soul suppressed Ting Ying.
Spiritual power suppressed Pei Yin.
Ling Yanzhi swept Jian Yu into his arms.
He looked down to check on her, his wild, arrogant features softening remarkably.
Glancing at the two men now fighting bare-fisted, the corners of Ling Yanzhi’s eyes lifted in slight annoyance.
"Little Three, Little Five, stop fighting. Come over here and take a look. Why isn’t she awake yet?"