NCCnovel Chapter 172
Chapter 172
But clearly, Chu Ling's mouth still hasn't developed the same thickness as his skin.
Although he finished the bowl of medicine, his lips were still slightly swollen from the heat.
Xie Yan coughed, forcibly suppressing the smirk that was about to appear on her lips. "Cough, how are you feeling?"
"You'll know once you try it."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Ling suddenly reached out and grabbed Xie Yan's head, pulling it towards him.
The distance between the two suddenly closed, so close that their noses touched, and even their warm breaths mingled together.
Chu Ling's hand slid down, his palm warm and dry, and gently caressed Xie Yan's neck.
This time, however, Chu Ling wasn't in such a hurry to kiss her. Instead, he smiled at Xie Yan, his eyes, slightly shimmering with warmth, and said—
"If you don't blow on it for me, I'm going to continue."
His gaze was focused and intense as he looked at the person in front of him, making Xie Yan's heart tremble slightly.
Then, Xie Yan slightly parted her lips.
The next second, a warm and soft touch from Chu Ling's lips stunned him instantly.
Xie Yan... actually kissed him on her own initiative?
At this moment, Chu Ling's first feeling was not joy, but a strange bittersweet feeling of bittersweet relief.
Chu Ling was only stunned for a moment before quickly regaining his senses.
His only movable arm immediately went down and hugged Xie Yan's waist tightly, pressing their chests together.
But he simply wrapped his arms around Xie Yan's waist and made no further move.
Instead, she simply watched Xie Yan kiss her with his eyes closed, waiting for him to continue.
But Xie Yan's kiss was less of a kiss and more of a somewhat awkward touch.
Chu Ling waited expectantly for a long time, but Xie Yan still didn't move.
A soft laugh escaped from her tightly pressed lips.
Chu Ling finally couldn't resist and leaned in, opening his mouth to deepen the kiss.
It seems that Chu Ling was indeed badly burned; not only were his lips still slightly hot, but his tongue was also burning badly.
Xie Yan was guided to open her lips, and her mouth was filled with the taste of medicine and the burning sensation of it.
He couldn't help but shrink back and shrink his neck.
But the warmth in his mouth was like a long-awaited dew, clinging to him relentlessly, leaving him nowhere to retreat.
Their breaths mingled on their lips.
The heat from their lips seemed to travel to Xie Yan's head, making him dizzy and disoriented. He didn't even realize when Chu Ling got up and pressed him down on the bed.
"...Have you learned it?"
Chu Ling finally raised his head, but he didn't leave Xie Yan.
Instead, she reached out and pinched Xie Yan's chin, making him look up at her.
His eyes were filled with a satisfied smile, and his gaze towards Xie Yan was full of tenderness, almost tender enough to stretch into silken threads.
So Xie Yan nodded as if possessed.
"very good."
Chu Ling chuckled softly, bent down, and used his cool fingers to wipe away the medicine stains from the corner of Xie Yan's mouth.
"Let's do it again, and let me see if you've really learned it."
Under Chu Ling's watchful gaze, Xie Yan slowly moved closer once more.
The slight trembling in his throat seemed to emit gasps of breath, making one's heart itch with desire.
Chu Ling held Xie Yan tightly around the waist, their hearts pounding as they pressed their chests together.
It was impossible to tell whose it was; all one could feel was that each sound was faster and louder than the last.
It looked as if it was about to leap out of his chest.
Xie Yan's breathing became more and more rapid, and the hand that was originally holding Chu Ling's arm changed its position and instead wrapped around Chu Ling's neck.
Inside the quiet tent, apart from two heavy breathing sounds, one could only hear the occasional words "Not good enough" or "Keep practicing."
It's unclear how much time passed before the ambiguous sounds finally stopped.
Xie Yan was breathing slightly in Chu Ling's arms, her face flushed, and even the corners of her eyes were red.
Their lips were both worn red from being repeatedly rubbed and pressed, their color dazzlingly vibrant.
Now, not only Chu Ling's mouth swelled up, but Xie Yan's mouth also became swollen.
"It seems you've really learned it this time."
Chu Ling played with a strand of Xie Yan's long hair with one hand, looking down at his own body.
"Should I check it again?"
Xie Yan: "...That's enough."
Upon hearing this, Chu Ling buried his head in Xie Yan's neck and chuckled softly.
His body was heavy and hot. Even through his clothes, Xie Yan could feel his intense heat and his scalding breath on her neck.
The two lingered there tenderly for a moment.
Until Xie Yan felt the soft warmth coming from her neck again, and a restless hand that lifted the hem of her clothes.
Xie Yan: "..."
With a dark expression, he grabbed Chu Ling's hand, then pressed down on Chu Ling's uninjured shoulder and pushed him away.
Sure enough, a faint trace of blood could be seen on Chu Ling's bandaged shoulder.
Xie Yan twitched her lips, then rubbed her forehead and said, "You really are disabled but determined, Your Highness."
He then glanced down and said speechlessly, "Even in this state, you still think you can manage?"
Chu Ling curled his lips into a smile, then reached out and put his arm around Xie Yan's waist, whispering in his ear, "Whether I'm good or not, you'll know once you try."
Then Xie Yan shoved his face away, and a cold, ruthless voice rang out—
"You'd better save it."
"I don't want your death to reach the Emperor's ears by the time it becomes a death in my bed instead of a heroic sacrifice."
Chu Ling: "..."
The smile on his face faded slightly.
This way of dying is indeed not very elegant.
Let's talk about something more in-depth later when we're better.
Chu Ling sighed regretfully, then obediently undressed and waited for Xie Yan to apply the medicine to him.
It wasn't until the gauze was removed that Xie Yan discovered that not only the wound on Chu Ling's shoulder, but also the wound on his waist and abdomen had been slightly reopened due to the exertion.
Seeing him suddenly stop moving with a serious expression, Chu Ling raised an eyebrow and teased, "What? Stunned?"
"Would you like to touch it?"
Xie Yan: "..."
Xie Yan took a deep breath and, without holding back, immediately tightened the gauze!
"hiss--"
Chu Ling gasped in pain, his handsome face contorting for a moment as he looked at Xie Yan with resentment in his eyes.
"Are you trying to murder your husband?"
Xie Yan glanced at him coldly and chuckled, "That's fine. To be honest, I've been eyeing your inheritance for a long time."
Chu Ling: "..."