Chapter 137. Sparkling Chain
Su Tang watched the two men at each other’s throats and sighed helplessly.
“Let Anse stay; as long as he doesn’t talk, it’s fine. Yasuo, let’s begin. Let’s not waste any more time.”
Too many handsome men—truly a blessing one couldn’t handle.
Su Tang gently massaged her faintly aching temples.
Although Yasuo was full of reluctance, since Su Tang had spoken, he could only sit down resentfully, shooting a fierce glare at Anse.
He didn’t know what was wrong with this guy, lacking tact so strangely today. He better know his place; if he dared make a sound and ruin his moment, Yasuo definitely wouldn’t hold back against him.
Anse acted as if he didn’t see his glare. He casually flipped open a book Su Tang had left on the nightstand, but without looking down to read it, his fingertips mindlessly rubbed the pages while his gaze locked intensely on Su Tang.
Su Tang walked up to Yasuo, took a deep breath, and as pale golden spiritual threads emanated from her fingertips, she pressed them gently against his chest.
“Relax, don’t be nervous. I’ll inspect your spiritual consciousness sea first.”
Yasuo immediately straightened his back, trying hard to ignore the stare from the corner, and focused his attention on Su Tang’s fingertips.
When the spiritual threads slowly seeped into his body, he trembled pleasantly, his eyes instantly lighting up.
The pale golden spiritual threads slowly seeped into Yasuo’s chest through Su Tang’s fingertips, spreading throughout the man’s body.
The moment they touched his spiritual barrier, Yasuo’s entire body trembled. A soft moan escaped his throat, like a long-suppressed craving finally being released.
He narrowed his eyes in comfort, his body instinctively leaning forward, almost pressing against Su Tang.
“Your spiritual sea is very active. There’s less residual pollution than Mo Xiao.”
Su Tang’s voice was gentle. The spiritual threads stretched and spread within his consciousness sea, wrapping around the heating Sentinel like a warm current of water.
As the spiritual power penetrated deeper, Yasuo’s breathing grew increasingly rapid, and his cheeks flushed.
His reaction was direct and passionate. Every gentle stir of Su Tang’s spiritual threads within his body brought him overwhelming pleasure. His body temperature rose higher and higher, tinting the surrounding air with an ambiguous vibe.
“Su Tang… mmh… a little deeper…”
Yasuo’s voice carried a heavy nasal tone, his hazy eyes staring at her, a few traces of infatuation gradually emerging in his depths.
He subconsciously grabbed Su Tang’s wrist, pressing her hand even tighter against his body. His chest heaved violently, and the veins on his neck throbbed slightly.
Su Tang’s fingertips were pressed forcefully by the man, sinking into his firm flesh. Her cheeks blossomed with a faint blush.
Yasuo’s reaction was too direct. Inside his body, Yasuo’s spiritual power clung tightly to her spiritual threads, the pleasure transmitting to her mind through the tips of the threads, causing her heartbeat to quicken.
She hadn’t realized earlier that Yasuo could be so clingy.
She steadied her mind and guided the spiritual threads to carefully clear the residual pollution in his consciousness sea.
A mix of joy and pleasure transmitted to Yasuo’s senses through the spiritual link, causing all the muscles in his body to relax, leaving only extreme comfort.
“Comfortable… so comfortable…”
Yasuo’s voice was slurred. His body slumped softly against the chair back, the corners of his eyes tinged with an alluring flush.
“Even better… than I imagined…”
His fingers absentmindedly stroked the back of Su Tang’s hand as he held it.
Su Tang could clearly feel his body’s light tremors—an instinctual reaction under ultimate euphoria.
Anse in the corner hadn’t spoken a word, but his fingertips had long since wrinkled the book’s pages.
His gaze landed on Yasuo’s euphoria-filled face, then shifted to Su Tang’s flushed cheeks. The emotions in his eyes were dark and unreadable.
Yasuo’s reaction was entirely too extroverted, virtually laying bare the Sentinel’s reliance and craving for his Guide. That foolish look made the irritation and jealousy in Anse’s heart surge once more.
“Just about done.”
Su Tang’s voice was slightly hoarse. Thanks to the thorough purification she gave him last time, there wasn’t much pollution in Yasuo’s body—only what lingered from his recent mission. After clearing it, her spiritual threads began to slowly withdraw.
Yasuo, however, refused, gripping her hand tighter, his eyes misting over.
“Don’t go… just a little longer… just a little longer…”
His body was still trembling lightly, clearly having not yet recovered from the ultimate ecstasy. His dependence on her spiritual threads made him reluctant to let go.
“It’s already completely clean. Staying any longer won’t have any extra effect.”
Su Tang gently withdrew her hand, her fingertips still holding the burning heat from his chest.
Only then did Yasuo reluctantly agree, his fingers lingeringly brushing against her fingertips.
He leaned his head back against the chair, gasping heavily. The heaving of his chest gradually slowed, but the un-faded flush and satisfied smile remained on his face. His whole body felt as if drained of all strength, limp and motionless in the chair.
Yasuo sprawled against the chair, taking a long time to recover. The flush on his chest eventually faded, but the satisfaction and infatuation in his eyes didn’t diminish in the slightest.
He watched Su Tang turn her back to pour water, while his fingers stealthily reached toward the collar of his combat uniform. When his fingertips touched the cool metal beneath the fabric, a wave of frustration washed over him.
With Anse messing things up, he had completely forgotten about the surprise he hid in his combat uniform for Su Tang.
It was a little trinket he had specially prepared: a sparkling chest chain.
This chest chain was a treasure he found after scouring the White Tower’s supply stations. The delicate silver chain was adorned with several crystals that changed color with temperature. Once pressed against the skin, they would slowly transition from cool white to a warm gold—a color exactly like Su Tang’s spiritual power.
He had planned to casually unbutton his collar after the purification, letting her catch a glimpse of the brilliance hidden beneath his clothes.
But now, Anse’s incredibly intense gaze landed on him like a searchlight, making him unable to even lift a hand to unbutton his collar.
He couldn’t help feeling somewhat depressed.
That guy Anse really had no tact today. If he wanted to examine Su Tang’s spiritual power, why did it have to be now? Did he realize what a major opportunity his stubbornness had ruined?
Yasuo stared at Su Tang’s back, his fingertips repeatedly rubbing beneath his combat uniform collar. The cold silver chain dug into his collarbone, yet did nothing to dispel the burning heat in his heart.
Those color-changing crystals had already been warmed to a golden hue by his body heat. He took a deep breath, deciding to ignore Anse’s gaze.
At worst, he’d endure a few mocking remarks. It was better than missing the opportunity entirely.
Yasuo quietly hooked his finger under the collar’s hidden button. Just as he was about to apply force, he heard the sound of Anse turning a page. The sound wasn’t loud, but it punctured his courage like a needle.
He looked up to see Anse still maintaining his reading posture, but the gaze piercing over the edge of the book clearly carried a scrutinizing intent.
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