The Villain Is The True Beauty [Quick Transmigration] 14

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Yan Chao said nothing. When she was hit too hard, she would slap Xiao Yun’s butt. The slap was preceded not by the crisp sound of flesh on flesh, but by Xiao Yun’s suddenly hitched breath and trembling body.

“You… you…”

She “you-ed” for a long time but couldn’t get the next word out.

The breath by her ear grew hotter, tickling her skin. Yan Chao quickened her pace, reaching the bed in a few steps and putting the person on her shoulder down. She then squatted in front of her like a puppy.

Xiao Yun’s face was indeed beet red. Her brows were tightly knitted, her thick lashes fluttered, and a thin layer of mist covered her eyes.

The moment their eyes met, she raised her hand and slapped her, without a shred of hesitation.

Smack!

The slap was late, but it arrived. The crisp sound echoed, and Yan Chao instantly felt at ease.

If she were truly angry, she probably wouldn’t want to talk to her. The fact that she could still slap her meant she hadn’t reached that point yet. There was still room for discussion.

“A-Yun.”

“Don’t call me that.”

Xiao Yun glared at her and turned her face away. Her long, dark hair swept across Yan Chao’s face, and a unique fragrance drilled into her nose, making her heart flutter lightly.

Yan Chao’s breathing hitched. The hand on Xiao Yun’s leg unconsciously tightened, leaving a few faint red marks on her pale skin.

Xiao Yun flinched her leg. Just as she was about to brush her hand away, she saw Yan Chao staring at her with a flushed face. Although there was no desire in her eyes, they were very aggressive, making her heart pound.

“Is your heat not over yet?”

“What heat?”

Xiao Yun had only asked tentatively. Hearing her answer, she was stunned. Only then did she realize that she had no idea her heat had arrived.

Seeing her expression, something flashed in Yan Chao’s mind, and her mouth fell open.

“You mean…”

Xiao Yun took a deep, exasperated breath. “Move. I’m going back to the sea.”

Not only did Yan Chao not move, but she also rested her head on her lap and looked up at her, her eyes blinking, like a puppy vying for affection.

“Don’t go back to the sea, okay? Stay with me.”

Without waiting for Xiao Yun’s reply, she got up and pushed her down, making her lie on her side on the bed.

“What are…”

Yan Chao took a tissue and wiped the blood from her waist, blowing on the wound as she did, as if coaxing a child. Xiao Yun’s words were stuck on the tip of her tongue, and after a long moment, they turned into a sigh.

After wiping the blood clean, Yan Chao disinfected the wound with iodine and roughly bandaged it. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

She looked at Xiao Yun expectantly, her face screaming “Praise me,” which made Xiao Yun feel strange. She silently averted her gaze.

Yan Chao wouldn’t have it. She brought her face close to hers and asked, “Why aren’t you praising me?”

Xiao Yun pushed her face away and said coolly, “This? What’s there to praise?”

She seemed cold and indifferent, but in reality, Yan Chao was too close, which made her flustered. That’s why she had said it without thinking. But the moment the words left her mouth, she regretted it.

She had never properly interacted with anyone before and didn’t know what to do in this situation. When she was nervous, she tended to say the opposite of what she meant, ruining any good atmosphere.

Sure enough, Yan Chao fell silent. She didn’t dare to look at her expression. In the dead silence, time seemed to stand still, and awkwardness quietly spread.

Xiao Yun’s chest felt tight. She tried several times but couldn’t open her mouth to break the stalemate. So she wanted to escape again. She pushed Yan Chao away and was about to run, but Yan Chao took the opportunity to hug her, burying her face in the back of her neck and nuzzling her.

“It’s my first time bandaging someone. I don’t have any experience. I’ll get better at it by changing your dressing every day.”

Xiao Yun was silent. Feeling her heartbeat through her chest, her own breathing became unsteady. Slowly, their heartbeats seemed to synchronize.

Thump, thump, thump. The sound of her chest being pounded grew louder. Xiao Yun squirmed uncomfortably, trying to put some distance between them.

She didn’t want Yan Chao to hear her abnormal heartbeat.

But Yan Chao wouldn’t let her go. Her hand was on her slender waist, the soft flesh spilling from between her fingers, adding a touch of sensuality to the ambiguous atmosphere.

Xiao Yun pried at her hand and raised her voice. “Still not letting go?”

Blood seeped through the gauze. Seeing this, Yan Chao immediately lifted her onto her lap, putting her in a dominant position.

Xiao Yun only felt her waist tighten. In a flash, she was sitting on Yan Chao’s lap. Before she could steady herself, the scoundrel shark buried her face in her chest, suckling and biting the scales like a thief.

“What… are you doing?”

Xiao Yun pressed her hands against her shoulders and pushed hard. Yan Chao’s body was pushed back, but her face was still firmly pressed against her, grinding against the scale with her lips and teeth.

The bite sent a numbing sensation through Xiao Yun’s chest. She shrank back and covered Yan Chao’s mouth.

Only then did Yan Chao look up at her and say shamelessly, “If you promise to stay here, I’ll stop biting.”

“Playing dirty?” Xiao Yun looked at her coldly.

Yan Chao didn’t care if she was cold or not. She looked at her with a sly smile, her hand caressing her smooth waist and back, her face resting on the rising and falling soft scales. When she spoke, her hot breath fanned across her chest.

“You’re always calling me a pervert and a scoundrel. I’m just doing what you said.”

Xiao Yun’s entire upper body was stiff. She held her breath to keep her chest from rising and falling too quickly, only looking at her out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing her disgusted expression and actions, Yan Chao felt an inexplicable sense of loss. Fortunately, she was thick-skinned. If the mountain won’t come to her, she’ll go to the mountain. She refused to believe she couldn’t warm this heart of stone.

After a long moment, Xiao Yun said, “When did I ‘always’ call you that?”

She emphasized the word “always,” and the meaning of the sentence changed accordingly.

Yan Chao’s lips curled up. “When we were making love,” she said softly. “That night, you called me a scoundrel ten times and a pervert seven times.”

“…”

Xiao Yun manually muted her, pinching her mouth shut to stop her from speaking, only to have her finger bitten. She retracted her hand as if electrocuted, speechless.

If this wasn’t a pervert, what was?

The two were at a stalemate. In the blink of an eye, it was almost dawn. Yan Chao had a special talent for patience and could wear someone down until they had no energy left and had to agree to her demands.

“Really? You promise? Don’t lie to me.”

Xiao Yun looked at her sparkling eyes, her heart fluttering for a moment. She suppressed the strange feeling and nodded almost imperceptibly.

“Wifey, kissy~”

Yan Chao got carried away and leaned in, only to be kicked to the floor. With a muffled thud, she lay on the ground, sucking in a cold breath, her lust instantly cured.

Xiao Yun glanced at her without a word and turned her back to get under the covers. After catching her breath, Yan Chao climbed onto the bed. Just as she put one leg up, Li Ting’s voice came from the door.

“Little Chao, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”