[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 25

Chapter 25: Yuan’an Gets a Kiss

In the paintings Dugu Yuan’an had seen, the women were depicted with expressions of joy, shyness, and comfort. Hearing Xue Mu say “consummating is torture,” she was half surprised and half doubtful. “Is that so?”

Xue Mu rolled her eyes and told Dugu Yuan’an everything Mu Ruo had said to her. “Yes, some of the sisters in the Xue Star Tower had been married before coming to Hanfeng Town and had performed the Rites of Duke Zhou.”

Dugu Yuan’an said, “What you said isn’t quite right either. Some sisters in the Xue Star Tower enjoyed it, while for others it was torture.”

“Yes, but if you and I consummate, it will definitely be more torture than enjoyment,” Xue Mu said. “Look, doesn’t Dual Cultivation require hugging each other and transmitting one’s internal energy to the other? Consummation is Dual Cultivation. Dual Cultivation means I transmit Fire Poison to you, and you transmit Cold Poison to me—that would be terrible, Yuan’er!”

Dugu Yuan’an pondered for a moment and nodded. “Perhaps it is really so. A-Mu, what should we do then?”

Xue Mu said anxiously, “Naturally, we cannot consummate!”

Dugu Yuan’an smiled. The heat from Xue Mu’s body had already wrapped around her, warm and very comfortable. Being in a good mood, she deliberately lied to tease her. “Do you know? After you left the Xue Star Tower, Mother asked me if we had consummated the marriage.”

Xue Mu turned pale with fright. “How did you answer?!”

Dugu Yuan’an smiled. “I said my leg ailment recurred, and you were afraid of hurting me, so we didn’t consummate. Mother was very disappointed and said we should consummate soon.”

Xue Mu was speechless. Knocking her own head, she was secretly nervous, thinking: Could it be that Madam Dugu also wants to know whether consummation is enjoyment or torture for them?

Dugu Yuan’an whispered, “A-Mu, are you afraid?”

Without thinking, Xue Mu blurted out, “Yes! If it’s torture, why should you and I consummate!”

Dugu Yuan’an chuckled softly. “Then I’ll just hold you like this.”

Xue Mu was delighted. “Okay, then I’ll hold you too. Although we can’t consummate, I can make you warmer when you sleep at night!”

True to her word, she turned on her side and extended her arms to hug Dugu Yuan’an directly. Her hot breath brushed against Dugu Yuan’an’s lips. “Holding you, I can feel the coldness. Holding me, you can feel the heat. It seems you insisted on marrying me back just for this day, right?”

Dugu Yuan’an parted her lips, her eyes seeming to hold back something. She quietly moved her right hand up, stroking Xue Mu’s smooth hair that had been dried by the wind, her fingers gently massaging the back of Xue Mu’s head.

Xue Mu narrowed her eyes from the massage, laughing cheerfully. “It tickles, stop pressing.”

But Dugu Yuan’an said softly, “This is a person’s weak point. Madam, knowing my finger technique is highly skilled, do you have no guard against me at all?”

Xue Mu said, “If you wanted to kill me, I couldn’t stop you at all.”

Staring at her lips, a wave of soft heat rose from Dugu Yuan’an’s lower abdomen. Unable to suppress it, she said, “Then haven’t you thought about why I don’t kill you?”

Xue Mu said sincerely, “After you fell unconscious last night, how could I still think of you like that? Yuan’er, you treat me well, so naturally I can’t be a villain. I want to treat you well too.”

Dugu Yuan’an stared at her fixedly, her body suddenly trembling. Xue Mu hurriedly stroked her back to smooth her breath. “What’s wrong? Are you in pain again? Yuan’er, has your Cold Poison flared up again?”

Dugu Yuan’an clutched a small lock of her hair, her breathing already rapid and heavy, murmuring, “A-Mu…”

Anxious, Xue Mu reached down to press on her knees. “Does it hurt very much? If you feel too uncomfortable, I’ll call someone—”

“No.” Dugu Yuan’an’s right palm was already covering the back of her head, preventing her from lowering her body. “Look at me, A-Mu.”

Staring at the red corners of her eyes, Xue Mu thought it was from pain and said helplessly, “If I use the Yang energy of my family’s palm technique to alleviate the Cold Poison in your knees, would that be okay?”

“No, no…” Dugu Yuan’an pressed the back of her head, her voice having become husky. “Come here, A-Mu, come here…”

While speaking, she exerted force with her right palm. Xue Mu leaned forward a bit and said anxiously, “Yuan’er, what’s wrong with you—”

A touch of cool softness covered Xue Mu’s lips. Before she could react, she was dumbfoundedly pried open by Dugu Yuan’an.

A faint fragrance overwhelmed her. Xue Mu instantly felt dizzy, her whole body light as if she were about to fly. Then came a wave of weakness and numbness; she couldn’t even move a finger. She had been swallowed by the pitch-black abyss in Dugu Yuan’an’s eyes.

Dugu Yuan’an clasped the back of her head tightly, kissing more urgently and deeply. Xue Mu made two muffled sounds, feeling that Dugu Yuan’an’s breath was too long. Why hadn’t she let go yet?

Dugu Yuan’an kissed recklessly and inexperiencedly at first, but soon became skilled, gently guiding Xue Mu to linger with her. Only when both of them reached the limit of their breath did Dugu Yuan’an let go of Xue Mu, looking at her panting heavily with an unsatisfied expression, her face red as a peach.

Xue Mu was both shy and annoyed, feeling aggrieved as if deceived by Dugu Yuan’an. “You… you… how could you do this?”

Dugu Yuan’an calmed down faster than her. At this moment, she had returned to her calm and indifferent appearance. “What’s wrong, Madam?” She emphasized the word “Madam.” Xue Mu secretly scolded herself for being stupid, not seeing that Dugu Yuan’an wanted to kiss her!

It’s over. Isn’t hugging and kissing consummating the marriage!

Thinking this, Xue Mu was also a bit surprised. She felt that the kiss just now made her whole body feel as comfortable and airy as lying on a cloud. There was no pain, so where did the torture come from?

Right, we are still wearing inner garments, so hugging and kissing each other doesn’t count as consummating!

Dugu Yuan’an watched composedly as Xue Mu struggled with herself. When Xue Mu came back to her senses and planned to question her, she frowned again and cried out softly, “A-Mu, my knees hurt so much!”

Xue Mu ignored the forced kiss just now and hurriedly burrowed into the quilt to touch Dugu Yuan’an’s knees. “Does it hurt here? Or here?”

Feeling the heat in the quilt, Dugu Yuan’an’s gaze involuntarily fell on the cabinet where the medical texts were kept. Charming thoughts arose; she was extremely reluctant to let go of the kiss just now and only wanted to kiss Xue Mu again.

Seeing Dugu Yuan’an silent, Xue Mu thought she had suddenly fainted from pain. She popped her head out and found that Dugu Yuan’an had indeed closed her eyes. She shouted in panic, “Yuan’er!”

Suddenly, there was a banging sound at the door, followed by Zi’ang’s voice: “Master! What happened?”

Dugu Yuan’an opened her eyes, wiped Xue Mu’s slightly swollen lips hard with her thumb, sat up, and said loudly towards the door, “I’m fine. You go rest. I’m going to sleep with Madam.”

She lay down again, but seeing Xue Mu blushing and stammering, she was amused. “What’s wrong with Madam?”

This woman Dugu Yuan’an indeed had a purpose in marrying me. Xue Mu thought to herself, still finding it hard to speak. She lowered her eyes shyly, avoiding looking at Dugu Yuan’an, and stuttered out a question.

“Yuan’er, have you… have you long… secretly given your heart to me?”