18. Two Men
Mo Xiao’s reminder sounded again, and Su Tang nodded in response.
It was simply too dark here. Su Tang leaked out a bit of spiritual power slightly, and then, a little golden light shone in the pitch darkness.
No way. Could all this darkness be the pollution Zhan Ye was enduring?
Thinking of this, Su Tang increased her spiritual power, exploring unscrupulously in the darkness. Wherever the golden light went, the darkness dissipated. Watching the range of darkness shrinking bit by bit, a wave of satisfaction welled up in Su Tang’s heart.
Not bad! Su Xiaotang.
It seemed she was quite amazing. She wanted to mobilize her spiritual power again to discover new territories but found she couldn’t draw any more out.
“Enough.”
“Your spiritual power can’t hold out anymore.”
Su Tang snapped back to reality, retracting her leaked spiritual power bit by bit into her body.
“Don’t… don’t withdraw…”
Su Tang opened her eyes, meeting Zhan Ye’s gaze looking at her.
Zhan Ye’s voice was hoarse as if ground by sandpaper. Although his gaze was misty, it held a trace of clarity. A hint of that slightly loose smile hung on the corner of his lips. Su Tang understood; Zhan Ye had truly recovered.
Being this intimately close to Zhan Ye during his chaotic period was one feeling, but now that he was awake, it felt strange no matter how she looked at it.
“Big Sister, what’s wrong? Did I make you uncomfortable somewhere?”
With that bad smile hanging on his lips and eyes staring dead at her, refusing to move even a fraction, Su Tang understood that this person was using this title to deliberately tease her.
Her heart panicked somewhat, and the speed of withdrawing her leaked spiritual power involuntarily accelerated.
Her spiritual threads were originally attached to Zhan Ye’s spiritual power. Suddenly withdrawing them caused Zhan Ye’s whole body to lean backward.
“Ngh~”
A low groan spilled from Zhan Ye’s throat.
Thinking she hadn’t done something right and accidentally hurt him, Su Tang hurriedly reached out, supporting Zhan Ye’s backward-leaning head to bring it back, wanting to see his expression clearly.
Unexpectedly, this action gave Zhan Ye an opportunity.
The man smoothly rested his head on Su Tang’s shoulder, the bridge of his nose rubbing against her collarbone, the force light yet urgent.
Zhan Ye felt he was about to die of pleasure right now. That scorching, suppressible violence was being smoothed out bit by bit by a cool and gentle power. What was more fatal was the fragrance coming from the little Guide, drilling into the tip of his nose wave after wave.
The spiritual threads brought an unimaginably maddening pleasure to his body, making him desperately want to crumble the little Guide into his embrace.
“So comfortable, feels so light.”
“Big Sister, don’t be in a hurry to take the spiritual power back. Stay with me a while longer, okay?”
“Just a while longer… just a little while…”
Zhan Ye buried his head madly into the side of Su Tang’s neck, forcefully inhaling the scent on the little Guide, his entire body actually beginning to tremble slightly.
Su Tang wasn’t used to being treated like this. She twisted her body slightly, but unexpectedly heard an even more lewd sound spill from the man’s mouth beside her ear. For a moment, she didn’t dare move recklessly.
Mo Xiao watched from the side, his brows furrowed tight, the air pressure around him cold as if tempered in ice.
“Stop while you’re ahead.”
Mo Xiao’s voice brought Zhan Ye back a few points of rationality.
“She’s about to be drained dry by you.”
Zhan Ye’s strength loosened somewhat. Su Tang seized the opportunity to break free from Zhan Ye’s embrace. Just as she stood straight on the ground, her whole body was forcibly pulled over by another force.
Already physically exhausted due to the lack of spiritual power, how could she withstand the man’s pulling? Her entire body went incredibly soft, pouncing straight to one side. A pulling sensation came from her waist, and then Su Tang was fully embraced by Mo Xiao.
“Let the Golden Eagle handle the purification later.”
Finishing his words without even looking at Zhan Ye collapsed on the sofa, he picked Su Tang up and walked into Su Tang’s bedroom.
Bam—
That door was shut thoroughly, cutting off the man’s gaze fixed on the little Guide.
After a long while, Zhan Ye let out a light chuckle.
Feeling the soul-eroding numbness transmitting wave after wave over his body, Zhan Ye lay paralyzed on the sofa, surrounded entirely by the little Guide’s scent. The trembling of his body didn’t subside so quickly.
Damn, this feeling was truly fatal.
Even more thrilling than destroying all those disgusting pollutants heartily on the battlefield.
…
Su Tang was laid onto the bed by Mo Xiao, her eyelids drooping halfway from drowsiness.
“Mo… Captain Mo, I’m so tired…”
The little Guide clung fragilely to his arm, eyes confused, a broken voice spilling from her throat. She had no idea what kind of temptation her appearance was to a Sentinel.
“If you’re tired, close your eyes and sleep.”
The man’s words were full of guiding implications. Su Tang had performed deep purification for the first time, and her entire spiritual power was almost sucked clean by Zhan Ye. The extreme physical exhaustion was relieved the moment she completely closed her eyes.
Feeling the girl’s breathing under his palm gradually become steady, Mo Xiao could no longer control the possessiveness rising in his heart.
This was his little Guide. He brought her back; she should belong to him.
Thinking of the scene of those two entangled on the sofa when he just pushed open the door, Mo Xiao truly wanted to kill that person at that moment. If he hadn’t sensed Zhan Ye’s uncontrolled spiritual power fluctuations, he really dared not imagine what he would have done next.
He reached out, his fingertips hovering over her cheek. Stopping for a moment, they slowly descended.
First landing on the spot between the woman’s eyebrows, the delicate touch from his fingertips calmed his mood slightly. His fingertips traveled all the way down, arriving at the corner of the woman’s eye. The girl seemed to be sleeping extremely uneasily; the light trembling of her eyelashes brought a bit of itchiness to his fingertips.
Then, his fingertips followed the jawline to the corner of her lips. Thinking of the scene he saw of the two kissing just now, a sense of brutality rose in his heart. Applying slightly force, the soft touch attacked him. The red lips opened a tiny crack under the external force.
Mo Xiao manipulated his fingertips to slide along the gentle depression, his movements becoming more and more urgent.
Mo Xiao’s breathing became rapid, his fingers deftly prying open the barrier, reaching further inside.
With the wave-after-wave movements of his fingers, ambiguous factors acted up bit by bit in the air.
Unknown how long passed, the irritability in Mo Xiao’s heart was smoothed out bit by bit, and he finally could bear to withdraw his fingers.
The girl slept deeply, red lips slightly parted, her face gradually flushing red.
Mo Xiao covered the girl with the blanket using his dry hand, then sat by the bed staring at his right hand just like that.
Fine, dense sunlight sprinkled in, falling on his fingertips, seemingly coating them with a layer of fragmented shimmer.
Looking at his fingertips, Mo Xiao only felt waves of dryness in his throat. He was like a fish in the desert, urgently wanting to drink some water to relieve his thirst.
Reason was crushed into a routed army under the repeated blows of thirst.
Under the sunlight, sitting by the girl’s bed, Mo Xiao’s gaze was heavy.
His fingertips approached his lips bit by bit, opening…
Finally, the fish dying of thirst drank water at the last moment.
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