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Chapter 518 Senior Brother, He Pretends to Be Cool, But He Is Really Crazy (46)

Mingxuan's pupils shrank, and his body felt like it was in a thunder tribulation, with every inch of his senses trembling.

His voice was extremely hoarse, and his eyes were fixed on her, full of trance and disbelief.

"Yin'er, you are lying to me..."

Before he could even express his question, Yuanyin suddenly moved forward and used her lips instead of her hands to block his next words.

Mingxuan didn't dare to kiss back, nor did he dare to leave. He just stood there stiffly and let her kiss him.

Under her patient caress, Mingxuan finally relaxed slightly.

Carefully, tentatively respond to her.

As they kissed, big tears fell on Yuanyin's face like pearls that had broken off the string.

Yuanyin had no choice but to open her eyes.

Mingxuan hurriedly reached out to wipe the water marks on her face and kissed her even more fiercely.

Yuanyin also felt very sad.

She hugged his neck tightly and responded to his kiss passionately.

Their breath was hot and scorching, and their kiss became more intense.

It has a sense of a fight to the death.

Tears soaked between their tightly pressed lips, and the bitter taste made Yuanyin's throat choke.

Mingxuan's tears flowed silently.

In between kisses, his body trembled and he finally couldn't control his sobs.

Mingxuan quickly released her lips and buried his head in the crook of her neck.

Soon, the skin on Yuanyin's neck was soaked with tears.

The heat made her heart feel sour and bitter.

Mingxuan held her tightly in his arms, and after a long while, he spoke.

His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly utter it, and the sound of his breath burned her ears.

"Yin'er, don't lie to me, I'll go crazy..."

Tears welled up in Yuanyin's eyes and her voice was soft but serious.

"Well, I won't lie to you."

After getting the promise he had always longed for, Mingxuan's emotions that had been suppressed for many years erupted like a volcano and could no longer be suppressed.

The arms around her kept tightening, wishing he could completely melt her into his body.

Even if she lied to him, the two of them couldn't be separated.

The water marks on Yuanyin's neck were washed faster and faster, wetting the inner clothes that were hanging messily on her body.

She gently stroked the back of his neck, applying a little pressure, trying to get him to lift his head and look at him.

Mingxuan was rarely so willful as to not care about her actions, but instead buried his head deeper.

His hot thin lips kissed the skin on her neck again and again, and his big hands randomly tore off the last pieces of clothing from both of them.

Mingxuan's breathing was rapid and hot.

Every inch is intertwined with rich affection and desire that is ready to erupt.

In addition to the rich floral scent, there seemed to be something else mixed in the air.

In this atmosphere of deep affection, the two people's hearts blended quietly and their love surged.

Feeling the lingering heat and wetness on his neck, Yuanyin raised her somewhat sore arm and gently stroked his straight, taut back with trembling fingertips.

She leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Lift your head... please, I want to... kiss you."

Mingxuan paused, then raised his head which was buried deep in her neck.

The next second, he captured her lips and started another attack.

When the love reached its peak, Yuanyin's hand unconsciously fell on his heart, caressing it gently with her fingertips.

This was the place where she had stabbed it with her own hands in her previous life.

Thinking of the despair and dying look on Mingxuan's face at that time, Yuanyin's heart also began to ache.

The originally clear voice had already become hoarse, and he whispered:

"It was painful at the time, right?"

Mingxuan's emotions had been completely calmed down by her at this moment, and there was an intoxicating joy and tenderness at the corners of his bright red eyes.

However, when Mingxuan thought of the feeling when her sword pierced his chest in his previous life, his eyes couldn't help but dim.

The corners of her eyes, which were already red because of her emotions, became even redder.

He pursed his lips tightly, lowered his forehead to rest on her collarbone, and responded softly.

"It hurts, and it's cold..."

He still remembers the feeling of the coldness of the Qingshuang sword blade penetrating into his lungs and making his whole body cold.

Even though he restrained himself a lot, there was still a hint of grievance in his voice unconsciously.

"You stabbed me with a sword..."

He dared not feel resentment and could only express it through actions.

Yuanyin uttered in a muffled voice, unable to speak for a long while.

When she came back to her senses again, although it was a little inappropriate, Yuanyin still looked at him quietly.

"Now that you've stabbed me, can we call it even?"

In order to appease him, she suffered a lot.

Yuanyin deliberately emphasized the word "poke".

Mingxuan was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

When he came to his senses, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at her in shock.

In an instant, from the tips of her ears to her cheeks and neck, almost everything turned red.

The original resentment and injustice had long since dissipated.

He opened his mouth hesitantly, then closed it again.

Then, Mingxuan slowly buried his head in her neck again.

After a long while, he leaned over and whispered something in her ear.

Staring at Mingxuan's eyes, which were dark yet contained a fiery gleam, it was now Yuanyin's turn to blush.

But she no longer had the mind to think about anything else.

Mingxuan held her face with one hand, breathing rapidly, and kissed her lightly or heavily.

His other free hand tightly grasped her waist and pressed her into his arms.

Her slender waist rested against his strong arms, which gradually tightened.

The two of them were very close.

Yuanyin's eyes were blurred and her smooth, white chin was slightly raised.

The cold and aloof Immortal Venerable who was dominated by love also felt his "Red Luan Star Moving" very much, and his eyes were red with love.

There is no longer that cool and self-contained indifferent look.

The quiet moonlight passed through the barrier where spiritual energy flowed and softly sprinkled on the flower field.

From time to time, bursts of loving words could be heard from a low cluster of flowers.

And the man's hoarse voice, followed by the woman's soft and indulgent voice.