Inside a room at the Joyful Mortal Realm, the space was lavishly decorated, the soft lighting carrying a lazy, intimate feel.
Bai Jinghong tossed Zi Yue onto the large bed and couldn’t help but admire her for a moment.
“What a stunner. It would be a real shame to let trash like Chen Lin have her.”
For a true villain, there’s no need for so much talk. He acted when the time was right. Bai Jinghong shed his clothes, revealing his muscular physique. His imposing strength was on full display.
Bai Jinghong was already getting worked up. His palm slid over her smooth, silky leg, then began to peel away…
After a rustling sound of things being undone, he quickly removed Zi Yue’s long dress. In just a moment, Zi Yue was bare. Her tender, luminous skin seemed even more impossibly beautiful under the lamplight. Her high peaks stood proud, as if challenging him.
Bai Jinghong pulled the blanket over both of them. Soon, soft, rapturous moans suddenly filled the air. Zi Yue’s body quivered. Bai Jinghong held her slender waist and grew increasingly wild in his movements. Zi Yue, even in her deep slumber, responded unconsciously, a flicker of passion stirring within her.
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The next day, sunlight streamed through the window. Zi Yue slowly awoke. She rubbed her aching forehead; her mind was foggy, as if she couldn’t remember the previous evening.
She shifted slightly but felt a sharp pain down there. Glancing around, she saw it—her dress and underthings tossed aside, the bedsheet beneath her stained with a vivid crimson. Her proud peaks were also marked with red, unmistakably love bites.
“What the…” Zi Yue’s mind exploded with a roaring sound.
She turned her head and saw Bai Jinghong lying naked beside her. Not a stitch of clothing, his perfect physique laid bare, his magnificent pillar standing tall and intimidating.
Zi Yue’s mind went blank, her face pale. She was completely stunned. It was glaringly obvious what Bai Jinghong had done to her last night. Her brain was a chaotic mess, struggling for a long time with nothing but white noise.
Finally, consciousness won. Everything from last night came flooding back. She looked at the man next to her, and murderous intent surged. As an expert in poisons, her physical skills were also formidable. She grabbed a hard object from the nightstand and aimed it at Bai Jinghong’s throat. To an ordinary person, piercing skin with a blunt object might be difficult, but not for her. This single strike was meant to end Bai Jinghong’s life!
Just as the object was inches from his throat, a large hand shot up and seized Zi Yue’s wrist. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t move an inch! How was this possible? Bai Jinghong was just a useless, pampered young master! She was a Yellow Rank Martial Artist!
“Baby girl, you’re ruthless. They say a day as husband and wife creates a hundred days of affection. We’ve had a night together, and you wake up wanting your husband dead?” Bai Jinghong slowly opened his eyes, a wicked grin still on his lips.
“You beast! I’ll kill you!” Zi Yue went berserk. Her body, given to Bai Jinghong just like that, without any clarity or consent.
With a simple move, Bai Jinghong pinned her down, rendering her immobile.
Both were naked. With this skin-to-skin contact, Bai Jinghong felt his flames igniting again. He urgently needed to put out the fire.
“Bai Jinghong, you bastard! I’ll kill you!” Zi Yue struggled frantically, but she simply couldn’t move. She was shocked, furious, and helpless.
Bai Jinghong lowered his head and, without ceremony, took one of her proud peaks into his mouth, sucking at it like slurping a snail.
“Ah~~” Zi Yue cried out in surprise, her body trembling. “You bastard, let go of me! You bastard!”
Bai Jinghong raised his head and tilted his chin toward his phone on the side. “I recorded everything from last night. You don’t want that video getting into certain hands, do you?”
Zi Yue’s body trembled again. This bastard had actually recorded it. Could it be that Bai Jinghong knew her identity?
“Baby, should I call you Baby, or Yue’er, or should I say… Datura?” Bai Jinghong spoke slowly, a smile never leaving his face.
That was it. Zi Yue accepted defeat. She couldn’t believe Bai Jinghong really knew everything about her. From the very beginning, he had been baiting her to show herself. But how could he possibly know? Zi Yue simply couldn’t understand. Bai Jinghong naturally had no interest in explaining. He loosened his grip, then lifted Zi Yue up.
“Yue’er, last night wasn’t satisfying at all. Probably the same for you, since I was doing all the work. Now, let’s have a fair and square match.” As he spoke, he positioned her, found his target, and thrust his waist forward.
“Mmm~ ngh…” Zi Yue felt herself being filled as humiliation overwhelmed her. She tried to struggle, but Bai Jinghong didn’t give her the chance. His hands and mouth were everywhere, and he captured her lips in a kiss. His little snake slipped inside, conquering new territory.
“Mmph~~ mmm~~ ngh…” Zi Yue was deeply ashamed, yet she had absolutely no strength to resist. She couldn’t fight him.
All she could do was withstand his repeated assaults. She felt like she was melting, turning into a puddle of water, clinging to Bai Jinghong for support.
What she couldn’t accept most of all was her own heart. Deep inside, she was filled with an overwhelming sense of fulfillment.
After who knows how long, Bai Jinghong finally finished. Zi Yue was already drenched in fragrant sweat. The lock of purple hair at her forehead was plastered to her skin, unbelievably alluring.
Even without strength, Zi Yue remained defiant. “Bai Jinghong, I’ll kill you sooner or later!”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m not at a loss here. Being able to die under your skirt… worth it!” Bai Jinghong lit a cigarette, took a drag, and exhaled. Then he wrapped an arm around Zi Yue’s neck, pulled her close, and rested her face against his chest.
Zi Yue had given up resisting. She was too exhausted.
“How did you discover my identity?” she asked, leaning against his chest.
“Don’t know. Just guessed.”
Zi Yue snorted. Like she’d believe that nonsense.
“Since I’ve fallen into your hands, do whatever you want. Kill me or cut me up.”
“Are you tired to the point of stupidity? Why would I kill you? Honestly, you fascinate me. I can’t bear to kill you.”
“Bastard…” Zi Yue cursed.
“Bai Jinghong, I still want to know. How did you see through me, and how did you know I’d target you?” Not getting an answer clearly unsettled her greatly.
“Hmm… because I’m also well-versed in medicine. Those little tricks of yours couldn’t escape my eyes. Of course, even if you hadn’t drunk my wine, I had plenty of other ways to make you succumb. Now it’s my turn. The drug you gave me wasn’t lethal, was it? Tell me, what was its effect?”
Bai Jinghong had poured the wine straight onto the floor yesterday without bothering to check what it was.
Zi Yue let out a cold huff. “I won’t hide it from you. I brewed that poison myself. It’s colorless and odorless, and it wouldn’t kill you. But… that part of yours would slowly wither, rot, and in the end, have to be cut off.” She spoke with vicious satisfaction.
“Damn! That vicious?” Even hearing it now sent a chill down Bai Jinghong’s spine. That dog Chen Lin was truly sinister. He’d actually targeted that place… talk about knowing exactly where to strike. If he hadn’t had the Nirvana Medical Scripture, he would have undoubtedly fallen victim without knowing it. That would indeed have been a fate worse than death. What would be the point of all the money and power in the world if that thing was ruined? Bai Jinghong gritted his teeth and flipped Zi Yue onto her back.
“You… you’re going again? How do you have so much energy?” Zi Yue was a little scared.
“Of course, this one’s for revenge! I can’t believe you’re such a vicious woman!” With that, he kissed her again. Zi Yue could no longer resist and could only endure. Soon, the room was once again filled with soft moans and heavy breathing.
