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However, this time, he could finally hold 'him' in his arms.
Holding the real 'him', not just a dream.
God knows, after that incident, the Little One firmly said to leave, which left him feeling flustered.
He thought that 'he' would despise him and not want to see him. So, he planned to take some time away, using the excuse of dealing with pirates to sort out his feelings.
He knew he seemed to be losing his grip on reality.
He had thought he was still a normal man, but in truth, he was just deceiving himself.
From the moment he met the Little One, he had completely lost his normalcy.
Yet, he had no regrets.
After all those years living in darkness, he had no idea what joys this world still held.
It was 'him', the appearance of 'him', that made him realize there were still many interesting things in this time.
It also brought him happiness.
So for this Little One, he... didn't want to let go!
Thinking of this, Leng Junyu looked into Le Yao Yao's Cold Eyes, filled with a strong determination.
His embrace around Le Yao Yao tightened even more.
Like a powerful beast protecting its most precious treasure, refusing to let anyone covet it.
Nangong Junxi watched Leng Junyu's actions in stunned silence.
The Master Brother is truly...
"You all chat first."
Ignoring what the other two were thinking, Leng Junyu left behind a simple four-word statement and embraced Le Yao Yao, walking steadily towards the Elegant Breeze Pavilion, leaving Nangong Junxi, who was dumbfounded, and Dongfang Bai, who sat elegantly sipping tea.
...
Le Yao Yao felt that this sleep was the most comfortable she had ever experienced.
In her dreams, it seemed as though she was floating on a large cloud, swaying gently.
Eventually, the cloud came to a stop; however, the firm sensation beneath her felt so elastic, even more comfortable than her previous mattress at home. It made her wish she could just sleep like this forever.
But even if she wanted to continue sleeping, her stomach protested.
Thus, Le Yao Yao gave up on sleep and decided to get up to find something to eat. Only after filling her stomach would she have the energy to continue sleeping.
As was her habit, when Le Yao Yao woke up, she didn't open her eyes first but instead stretched lazily.
However, this time, while stretching as usual, she noticed something strange.
That was—
When did her bed become so small!?
She remembered that in the Elegant Breeze Pavilion, no matter how she slept—horizontally or vertically—she would never fall off the bed. It was also very spacious.
But this time, she accidentally hit something with one hand.
The object was warm and soft, incredibly elastic...
Just waking up, Le Yao Yao's mind was still in a haze, and for a moment, she couldn't figure out what this object was.
As she slightly opened her eyes, she realized that everything around her was shrouded in darkness. Even when she strained to see the object in her hands, she couldn't make out its shape.
If she couldn't see it, then she would just have to feel it!
So, Le Yao Yao opened her slightly confused and sleepy eyes, propped herself up a bit, and began to explore the object with her small hands.
First, she touched a broader area.
It felt very firm and elastic, and there seemed to be two hard little points on it.
"Uh? What are these?"
What could it be?
Le Yao Yao was puzzled. After lingering over the two points for a moment without any clue, she continued to explore further down.
The surface she touched was quite smooth until she encountered something soft.
"Eh? What is this?"
Le Yao Yao blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion but didn't stop moving her hands.
She pinched the soft thing and found that it seemed to be wrapped in some cloth, soft like a pastry.
Pastry!?
When did she have pastries on her bed?! Could it be that Little Muzi knew she hadn't eaten and left her some treats!?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt a surge of joy in her heart.
However, her delight lasted less than a moment before something strange happened.
She felt the 'pastry' in her hand suddenly shift from soft and light to somewhat heavy.
When she squeezed it again, it seemed to have hardened a bit!
Le Yao Yao was completely stunned by this bizarre object!
But since she had just woken up, her brain felt like it was stuffed with a thick paste, making it hard for her to think straight. All she could feel was curiosity and amusement.
So, Le Yao Yao became excited, like a child who had just received a new toy, continuously squeezing and poking at the object in her hand.
As that thing continued to expand, Le Yao Yao slowly began to realize something.
Because the object in her hand seemed... familiar.
The sensation of holding it was not strange; it felt as if she had touched it not long ago. Just when...
!
The moment she thought of this, Le Yao Yao's heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy stone, and her mind exploded with realization!
Because as soon as she thought of it, she immediately knew what the object in her hand really was!
Wasn't this...
"Have you had enough of touching?"
Just as Le Yao Yao was in shock, a slightly hoarse, deep, and magnetic voice rang in her ears.
The voice, tinged with an unmistakable nasal tone, indicated that its owner had just woken up.
Moreover, this voice was so familiar that upon hearing it, Le Yao Yao felt as if her heart had stopped.
Oh my god! What on earth was happening!?
Why was the living Yama in her bed?
That wasn't even the most important part; the most crucial thing was that she had actually touched the living Yama's... well, his "big bird" again!
And she had enjoyed it so much just now. Could it be that she had some sort of fate with this "big bird"?
But the most, most, most important thing was! The living Yama had woken up. After realizing she had touched him, would he think she had some peculiar hobby of liking to touch his "big bird"?
Ahhhhhhhhhhh...
She was going crazy!
The more she thought about it, the more chaotic her mind became, and her face reflected a desire to cry but no tears came.
Right now, all she wanted was to shrink herself down to the size of a speck of dust. That way, she wouldn't be seen by the living Yama.
Because, damn it, could it be that she was fated to clash with this royal residence!?
Why was it that after she arrived here, embarrassing incidents kept happening one after another, as if there was no end in sight?!
Was this some kind of trick from the heavens?!
Just as Le Yao Yao was lamenting her misfortune in her heart, a low, hoarse voice echoed in her ears once again. This time, however, there was an added tone of restraint in the voice.
"How much longer do you plan to keep touching?"
"Uh..."
Upon hearing the words, Le Yao Yao's face flushed with embarrassment.
It dawned on her that she had been so excited earlier that she completely forgot she was still holding onto the large bird of the person beside her.
With a loud 'bang,' it felt as if a thunderbolt struck above her head.
In an instant, her hand seemed to be electrocuted, and she quickly released her grip on the large bird.
Her whole body sprang backward like a coiled spring.
Unfortunately, right behind her was a wall.
As Le Yao Yao rebounded in shock, tragedy struck...
With a loud crash, Le Yao Yao suddenly felt as if stars and moons were swirling before her eyes.
She then stumbled forward and landed right into the embrace of someone who was surprisingly springy.
However, right now, with a splitting headache, Le Yao Yao couldn't care less about anything else.
She pressed her hands against the back of her head, where the pain was excruciating, her features contorted in agony as she gritted her teeth.
"Ugh, am I cursed this year? It hurts so much..."
Le Yao Yao muttered with a hint of complaint, and the pain that followed nearly brought tears to her eyes.
Moreover, the throbbing in her head, combined with the grievances she had endured over the past few days, made her feel truly pitiful at this moment.
Here, she was an orphan without parents.
She had very few friends, and given her status and position, she was often bullied by that damned Seventh Prince, not to mention the living hell she faced...
The more she thought about it, the more her nose tinged with bitterness, causing her to sniffle involuntarily.
Although she felt an overwhelming urge to cry and release all her pent-up frustrations, she managed to hold it back.
Just then, her hands covering the back of her head were suddenly enveloped by a broad and warm hand. A familiar low and charming voice reached her ears, laced with a hint of... tenderness...
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Le Yao Yao couldn't tell if it was because her head was spinning or something else entirely; at that moment, she realized that the usually fierce Living Hell was speaking so gently.
His captivating voice carried a magnetic quality mixed with warmth.
In the pitch-black night, it was like a bottle of aged wine just uncorked—so intoxicating and enchanting...
His hand slowly pulled away hers from the back of her head and began to massage it gently.
The movements of the Living Yama were surprisingly gentle.
Softly, tenderly.
Moreover, his large hand was broad and warm, almost as if it possessed a magical quality. As he gently rubbed her head, Le Yao Yao suddenly realized that the pain at the back of her head seemed to have lessened…
The ache gradually faded, and at that moment, Le Yao Yao slowly became aware that she had unexpectedly fallen into the embrace of the Living Yama.
Heaven knows, she hadn’t intended to throw herself into his arms.
This bed, which felt so spacious when she slept alone, suddenly seemed pitifully small with such a large figure beside her.
At this moment, her entire upper body was resting against the Living Yama's chest. Although separated by fabric, she could still feel the warmth radiating from him.
She could also sense his steady breathing and faintly hear the rhythmic thumping of a heartbeat—she couldn’t tell if it was his or hers…
The scent that filled her nostrils was rich with the fragrance of ambergris emanating from him, causing Le Yao Yao’s heart to race and her cheeks to flush.
In truth, she should have distanced herself from his embrace.
However, his chest was so warm and broad, like a safe harbor. As long as she stayed in his arms, it felt as if nothing in the world could frighten her.
This overwhelming sense of security made a wave of attachment swell within Le Yao Yao.
Moreover, she could feel that warm, large hand gently massaging the back of her head.
For a moment, Le Yao Yao felt as if she had truly become petite.
Petite, like a little pet being lovingly stroked by its owner…
Cough, cough...
Oh my!
What on earth is she thinking?
She is not a pet, okay?!
Shaken by her strange thoughts, Le Yao Yao finally woke up completely.
Moreover, her head no longer hurt, so she decided to leave the embrace of the living Yama.
However, his large hand remained on the back of her head. Le Yao Yao first licked her slightly dry lips, intending to say something, but someone spoke before she could.
"Does it still hurt?"
Though it was just a few short words, the concern in his tone was unmistakable.
Even though Le Yao Yao still couldn't see the living Yama's face clearly at that moment, she could sense that his gaze was fixed on her face.
It was so intense and focused.
Her heart raced even faster, pounding as if it were trying to leap out of her chest like a startled deer.
Moreover, being stared at by the living Yama made her face feel as if it were on fire, burning hot.
If an egg were placed on it, it would probably be cooked...
Le Yao Yao felt somewhat unaccustomed to the living Yama's unusual tenderness tonight, leaving her nervous and shy.
After lightly biting her lower lip, Le Yao Yao took a moment to calm her racing heart. She gently shook her head and said, "Thank you, it doesn't hurt anymore..."
With that, Le Yao Yao placed her hands on the bed, intending to distance herself from the living hell that held her.
However, just as she had moved an inch away, she felt a tightening around her waist. The grip was neither too heavy nor too light, but just firm enough to pull her body back against his chest once more.
"Uh?"
Le Yao Yao was puzzled by this action and blinked her beautiful eyes, gazing at the figure of the living hell in the darkness.
It must have been early morning; the surroundings were pitch black, with only the pure moonlight streaming in through the intricately carved window. Gradually adjusting to the darkness, Le Yao Yao could make out the shapes around her with some clarity.
At that moment, she saw him lying on her bed, one hand tightly wrapped around her slender waist.
The clear moonlight gently outlined his lanky figure like liquid mercury, revealing perfect lines and a face that seemed sculpted by divine hands.
In the night, the cold aura that usually surrounded him had completely dissipated, replaced by an inexplicable air of mystery.
His proud and stern face appeared even more distinct and profound under the moonlight.
The sword-like brows slanted elegantly above deep black eyes that exuded an overwhelming dominance over all things.
Those deep black eyes resembled an ancient water pool—seemingly calm on the surface but concealing endless undercurrents beneath.
Moreover, his gaze was sharp and filled with boundless wisdom, making it difficult for anyone to meet his eyes directly for fear of being completely seen through...
As Le Yao Yao quietly observed the Hell King, who was so different from before, she was unaware that her gaze was seen by someone else as a blatant invitation.
Earlier, after carrying the peacefully sleeping figure back, she had intended to set him down and leave. However, looking at his sweetly sleeping face, with the corners of his mouth curved as if he were dreaming of something delightful, she found herself captivated.
His sleeping visage was so sweet and youthful, it was hard to look away. For the first time in his life, he found himself foolishly staring at someone for several hours, until exhaustion finally compelled him to lie down on the bed.
He thought he would just rest for a moment. After all, he had been overwhelmed with work regarding the pirate situation over the past few days. Not wanting to let his mind wander to thoughts of him, he had not allowed himself a moment's pause.
Now, watching him sleep so sweetly, accompanied by soft snores that resembled a cute, sleepy kitten, he felt his own drowsiness creeping in.
Unknowingly, he drifted off to sleep alongside him, falling into a deep and comfortable slumber without dreams.
It is worth noting that although he was a high-ranking prince with a noble status—blessed in the eyes of the world as if he had earned it through three lifetimes of merit—few knew of the dangers lurking beneath that dazzling facade.
Thus, he maintained a sense of vigilance towards everyone around him.
However, I don’t know why there is something different about the Little One in front of me. I don't know if it's because 'him' exuded a pure and harmless aura, as gentle and innocent as a cute little white rabbit, which made him unconsciously, and his wariness towards 'him' gradually disappeared. All. Moreover, 'he' smells really good. It's not the smell of perfume, but an innate light floral fragrance, a bit like Rose, similar to Jasmine. In short, it has a fresh smell that makes people feel comfortable. With 'him' by his side, he felt as if his heart was filled with happiness. Slept very soundly! Until, when he was half asleep and half awake, he noticed a restless little hand moving around his chest. It was simply arousing his desire! However, he remained calm and motionless, letting the soft little hand move around his body playfully, until, when 'his' little hand landed on the place he was most proud of... …At that moment, he couldn’t remain calm at all. Because 'his' little hands were so soft, wherever they touched, it was like an electric current was passing through them, making all the bones in his body feel as if they were about to fall off. Moreover, as 'his' little hand moved, it seemed to be carrying handfuls of flames, leaving handfuls of fire on his body. He only felt that the blood in his body gradually began to boil. The beast that had been sleeping gradually came to life. Especially the point under the body, with the kneading of Little One's little hands, gradually began to become hard and hot, and kept screaming, wanting to be vented... Damn it!
The Little One was truly playing with fire!
Finally, he could no longer hold back and spoke up to stop him.
However, his reaction was so clumsy; upon hearing his words, he just stared blankly. After another reminder, unexpectedly, he reacted so excitedly that he accidentally bumped his head.
At that moment, he felt both amused and heartbroken.
Yet, he adored the Little One's sometimes silly and sometimes quirky personality.
Hearing the pained grunts from him made him unable to suppress his worry. He gently rubbed the sore spot on his head.
As he touched the Little One's round, fluffy head and felt him snuggling against him, the faint floral scent wafting from him made it feel like he was petting his most beloved companion. It stirred a mix of affection and desire within him.
However, he kept suppressing it.
After what happened last time, he was afraid that if he acted recklessly again, it would frighten him.
But when the Little One tried to leave his embrace, a wave of emptiness and reluctance surged within him.
Before he even realized it, his hand subconsciously reached out to wrap around the Little One's slim waist, pulling him back into his arms once more.
The scent of roses intensified, prompting Leng Junyu to take a deep breath. He noticed that this delightful fragrance sometimes had a hypnotic effect and at other times seemed to be arousing!
Leng Junyu felt an overwhelming desire building within him, growing stronger and demanding release…
His gaze towards Le Yao Yao became even more heated and sharp, like a beast lurking in the darkness, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on its chosen prey…
The night was dark, but Le Yao Yao was not without feelings.
Especially the aggressiveness of his gaze, burning and intense, made her scalp tingle, and an ominous thought immediately surged into her mind.
This is bad! On the night of the full moon, the wolf has transformed!
Realizing this, Le Yao Yao was taken aback, her face turning pale in an instant.
“Wang, Wang Ye, no…”
Before she could finish the word "no," her next words were swallowed by a cool, thin pair of lips.
Though the living hell was cold, his lips were completely opposite.
So hot, wild, and aggressive!
Like a fierce tornado, it was overwhelming.
Like a wild beast, it left her powerless to resist!
She was not unfamiliar with the kiss of the living hell. However, she still felt fear and panic.
After all, she was currently a man. Did the living hell see her as a man when he kissed her? Or was it something else?
She didn’t know but was terrified. If the living hell dared to go too far and discovered her true identity as a woman, he might kill her in a fit of rage!
The more she thought about it, the more flustered she became. Thus, she kept pushing against the living hell pressing down on her.
“No, Wang Ye, don’t…”
“Little One, the desire within me was ignited by you. Is it too late to say no now? Hmm?”
For Le Yao Yao's desperate struggle, it was nothing more than a tickle for Leng Junyu, and it only served to ignite his desire.
He extended his Ape Arm, his large hand grasping tightly onto Le Yao Yao's small hands that were pushing against his chest, and then he pressed them firmly against her head.
His hot lips slowly moved away from Le Yao Yao's sweet Small Mouth and landed on her smooth, delicate neck. With one bite, he clamped down on her tender neck.
The strength of the living hell was not heavy, but it still made Le Yao Yao gasp in surprise, leaving her feeling helpless and on the verge of tears.
Heavens!
Was he a vampire, intending to suck her blood!?
Moreover, upon hearing Leng Junyu's words, Le Yao Yao realized he was referring to the incident where she had grabbed his manhood earlier.
God knows she hadn't meant to do it. In a panic, Le Yao Yao desperately tried to explain herself.
"Your Highness, I didn't mean it! I was half-asleep earlier and was so hungry that I accidentally touched your... I thought it was the pastries Little Muzi brought me! Your Highness, I'm telling the truth; please let me go..."
Le Yao Yao pleaded earnestly, thinking that if she explained herself this way, Leng Junyu would let her off the hook. However, when he heard her words, it seemed as if he had caught onto something and murmured.
"Little Muzi!? You seem to have a good relationship with Little Muzi!"
Though his tone was calm, there was a hint of sourness in it.
He knew that little eunuch was quite handsome and seemed to have a good rapport with this Little One.
Even though he was just a little eunuch, the thought that this Little One treated others better than she treated him made Leng Junyu feel quite uncomfortable.
After all, no one was allowed to covet the person Leng Junyu had set his sights on, not even a eunuch!
Unfortunately, over there, Le Yao Yao remained completely unaware of the jealousy in Leng Junyu's tone. Thinking that her explanation had been understood by the living Yama, she felt a surge of joy and immediately continued speaking.
"Yes, Little Muzi is the best friend of this servant, and Little Muzi treats me very well! That's why I thought Little Muzi knew I hadn't eaten and came to find food for me. So, what happened earlier was purely a misunderstanding. Your Highness, please forgive this servant!"
Le Yao Yao's hands were tightly held by the living Yama, leaving her no choice but to plead desperately, hoping he would spare her.
However, she did not realize that as Leng Junyu listened to her repeatedly mention Little Muzi, his heart was filled with bitterness.
He heard that Little Muzi treated her well, which was why she liked him so much. But wasn't he good enough to her?
He knew she was hungry and had his Shadow Guard bring her food. When she fell ill, he had called for the best Imperial Physician to treat her.
He let her stay in the Elegant Breeze Pavilion, providing her with the best accommodations.
Even just now, when she almost fell into the lake, it was he who had saved her.
Yet this damned Little Servant acted as if she had no heart at all.
She kept mentioning someone else's name, driving him to the brink of fury!
The more he thought about it, the angrier Leng Junyu became; it felt as if waves were crashing against his heart, each one higher than the last!
Finally, unable to bear hearing any more names from her lips, he resorted to the most practical method—he sealed that sweet yet infuriating Small Mouth of hers with his own lips!
He had to admit, her Small Mouth was truly sweet!
Sweeter than honey, it was a taste that lingered on his palate! It made him yearn for more, and before he knew it, he was deeply entranced…
Moreover, although she was petite, it felt as if she had been crafted just for him; holding her was incredibly comfortable—soft and fragrant.
Such a petite and delicate figure, so cute and spirited, made him want nothing more than to deeply embed 'him' into his own body.
Because only then would 'he' completely belong to him, never to be coveted by anyone else!
As Leng Junyu once again covered her with fervent kisses, Le Yao Yao felt as if she might faint from the overwhelming sensation.
Damn it, had she really talked for so long just for it to be in vain!?
Hadn't she just explained everything? Why was the living Yama still kissing her!?
Could it be that today he couldn't hold back and wanted to take her!?
Oh my god!?
What was she supposed to do now?!
Run away!
That was impossible! She was already pinned beneath him, unable to move.
Knock him out!
That was nothing but a foolish dream. Just based on her own strength!?
It wasn't that she was undermining her own authority; it was simply that their power dynamics were too evident. Even though the living Yama was injured, one hand from him could easily choke the life out of her. Trying to fight him would be like striking a rock with an egg.
Perhaps it would only provoke him further, leading to even harsher torment for her!
Le Yao Yao quickly thought of ways to escape.
However, Living Yama's kiss made her almost unable to withstand it, and his big hands continued to move around her body along with his kiss, causing her to tremble. Le Yao Yao's brain was gradually kissed until it fainted from the living Yama's kiss. At this moment, Living Yama's big hand slowly pulled down her belt... "No--" After noticing Living Yama's actions, her mind gradually became cloudy Le Yao Yao. Suddenly awakened, Eyes was stunned and exclaimed. However, what responded to her was that Huo Yanluo deliberately used the hardness under his body to hit her inner thigh hard, making Le Yao Yao's whole body stiffen, making her feel shy and nervous, and she even wanted to die. . Woohoo... That was the big bird of Living Yama hitting her! The big bird of Living Yama, she had personally touched it last time. That size is so inhuman... She doesn't want to be dismembered! Just as Le Yao Yao was howling in her heart, Living Yama's chin was buried in the crook of her neck with attachment, and then he used the tip of his moist tongue to lick it provocatively Le Yao Yao earlobe. Le Yao Yao's whole body trembled, and he felt a numb current running through his whole body from his earlobes. Immediately, all the strength in the body seemed to be drained from the whole body, and even the bones became crispy. The whole person was just short of turning into a puddle of spring water. And at the right time, Living Yama's voice, full of lust and charm, sounded low in her ears, with a charming magnetism, challenging her limits.
"Do you feel it? It has become firm because of you..."
"Uh..."
Hearing such ambiguous and straightforward words from the living Yama, Le Yao Yao's face flushed, a wave of heat rushing to her head. Her cheeks burned like boiling water, continuously simmering.
And oh my!
The person pressing down on her was truly the cold and ruthless figure she usually knew, the one who always wore a face as if someone owed him millions, with a sour and icy demeanor!
Why would someone so frigid say such enticing words!?
Could it be that he was the legendary brooding type who surprises everyone when he finally speaks!?
(Little Drunk: Ahem, hey...)
Just as Le Yao Yao was internally screaming in confusion, the living Yama's strong hands once again wandered restlessly toward her waist.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao panicked.
This time, tears finally burst forth from her eyes in fright.
"Woo woo, Your Highness, please don’t! Just let me go! With your charm, how could you not have countless men? I’m just a eunuch, neither man nor woman; I would only tarnish your reputation..."
Well, for the sake of her life, Le Yao Yao decided to ruin her own image.
Moreover, she was reminding him that she was a eunuch; if anyone found out, it would be a huge scandal!
A dignified Prince Rui of the Celestial Yuan Dynasty actually took a eunuch as his favorite. If this got out, not only would it shock the citizens of the Celestial Yuan Dynasty, but it might also spread to other countries. How humiliating that would be!
When Leng Junyu heard Le Yao Yao's words, he knew exactly what she meant.
However, for some reason, hearing it from his lips made Leng Junyu's mouth twitch involuntarily.
It turned out that in his mind, he was someone with a penchant for men...
But now, it seemed to be true!
Although he was somewhat reluctant to admit it.
What he really wanted to say was that he liked the person he liked, regardless of their gender.
If only that person were a woman! Even though they were a eunuch now, who could blame him for falling for them? He accepted it!
Yet, he could also see the panic and reluctance in their demeanor.
Perhaps, in their eyes, he had already been placed among the ranks of beasts.
Thinking of this, Leng Junyu felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
He knew he should let go of them, not because he feared being ridiculed for having feelings for a eunuch.
After all, there were countless rumors about him in the world; he had long stopped caring about others' opinions.
Life was his to live—why should he be overly concerned about what others thought!?
But if he truly let go of them... the desire stirring within him was growing more intense, making him feel incredibly uncomfortable!
It felt as if he might explode!
However, since he was unwilling, she decided not to push him further.
Thinking of this, Leng Junyu could only continue to suppress his desires beneath him, tightly holding back.
Yet the person beneath him was simply too sweet and enticing, like a delicious pastry that made one drool.
Controlling himself from showing his beastly nature towards him required immense willpower!
So, in less than a moment, a layer of sweat the size of beans quickly covered Leng Junyu's forehead. His nostrils flared as he breathed heavily, trying to restrain himself.
The warm sweat trickled down his chiseled cheek, slowly sliding to his chin before dripping onto Le Yao Yao's small face.
Le Yao Yao felt the warm droplets falling on her face and her heart skipped a beat. She immediately realized what it was.
Because the living Yama was merely pressing down on her without going any further, Le Yao Yao understood that he was currently enduring and holding back.
Although he was very bad, often disregarding her wishes to kiss her forcefully and almost taking her against her will, every time at the most critical moment, as long as she was unwilling, he would always restrain his desires.
This aspect truly surprised Le Yao Yao.
After all, who was the living Yama? Was there anything he couldn't do if he wanted to?
Yet now, because of her unwillingness, he respected her wishes and did not force her, choosing instead to endure tightly.
Though she didn't know what it felt like for a man to hold back his desires, seeing how he was already sweating profusely suggested that he must be struggling and suffering right now!
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but feel a bit sympathetic.
Her brows furrowed lightly; without thinking much, a sentence slipped out of her mouth.
"Is there anything I can help with, Your Highness!?"
Le Yao Yao's voice was filled with seven parts anxiety and three parts worry, clear and crisp, especially piercing through the stillness of the moment.
However, as soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately regretted them!
Oh my!
Was she a fool!?
After all the trouble the living hell had gone through to not mess with her, now she was digging a pit for herself to jump into!
What could she possibly do to help with writing!?
Realizing this, Le Yao Yao's pretty face flushed, and in a panic, she hurriedly added, "Uh, I was just saying that casually. You don't have to take it seriously, Your Highness! Haha..."
Le Yao Yao chuckled nervously, hoping to brush it off.
Unfortunately, as soon as her words were out, someone was already paying attention.
Le Yao Yao felt the world spin once more. Before she could react, she found herself flipped over, now pinned beneath the living hell instead of being on top.
From being dominated by him to now being the one on top.
At this moment, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but twitch her lips in disbelief.
She had just realized that those with strength were truly impressive; they always tossed her around like a pancake.
However, right now, it wasn't about whether she was studying pancakes or not, but rather what the living Yama truly meant!?
Le Yao Yao was puzzled and blinked her beautiful eyes, staring directly at the face of the living Yama.
Due to the enchanting night, she couldn't see the expression on his face, but she could feel his burning gaze never leaving her from start to finish.
At this moment, his gaze made her feel a bit flustered, and an unsettling thought quickly surged in her mind.
After all, this situation was not unfamiliar to her. Could it be that the living Yama was imagining something like last time, wanting her to use her hand...
Just as Le Yao Yao was anxiously thinking about this, the living Yama's voice suddenly rang out—
"No, this time you won't need your hand."
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao let out a sigh of relief.
Phew, as long as I don't have to use my hand...
Just as she was feeling grateful, the next words from the living Yama completely stunned Le Yao Yao—
"This time, you'll use your small mouth to please it!"
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