A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 647 A proper first kiss.
Jiang Xinli rested her chin on her hand, her brows furrowed, lost in her own thoughts.

Yu Hanche looked at her quietly, his heart filled with ripples.

The girl appears delicate and fragile on the surface, but she is actually resilient and incredibly capable.

She may seem naive and innocent, but her insight is sharper than anyone else's.

It's just about feelings.
Yu Hanche couldn't understand it.

She was ultimately unaware of her own feelings.

It was because I cared about certain things that I chose to deceive myself.

Perhaps she had too many beastly husbands around her, so much so that she couldn't see any other men besides her beastly husband.

But no matter what, he still has to wait and try harder.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on her hand.

Jiang Xinli came to her senses and then noticed that her hand was still being held tightly by Yu Hanche.

She tried to pull away, but the other person gently pulled her into their arms.

He lifted her body with his arms, leaned down, and pressed his lips to hers.
"you--"

The remaining words were all swallowed up.

This time, she didn't struggle much.

Fearing that his wound would be torn open again, I could only reach out to push his shoulder, but it felt like pushing against a hard, solid wall.

She didn't bite him again.

The man, as if encouraged, picked her up and placed her on the table.

Jiang Xinli's eyes widened, and she subconsciously raised her hand to support herself on the table.

The man held the back of her head with one hand, and covered the back of her hand with the other.

His well-defined fingers slipped between her fingers one by one, gently imprisoning her.

He started kissing very gently.

Gradually, I used some force.

It carries the connotation of conquest and possession.

The wound on my lips, which had previously scabbed over, was torn open again due to the force of the pressure.

Jiang Xinli smelled a faint scent of blood.

She reached out and continued to pat him, but he ignored her and hit her even harder.

The man had his eyes closed, his long, thick eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he were intently indulging in the sweet act of taking.

Jiang Xinli was so dizzy from his kisses that she gradually gave up resisting.

The girl's body became softer and softer, and so did his heart.

He forcibly kissed her so many times.

This was the only time, and the first time, that she didn't resist so fiercely.

It was so gentle and beautiful, like a genuine first kiss.

He released his grip on her and embraced her increasingly limp waist.

The knuckles turned white from the force and restraint.

He really wanted to continue doing something.

But he knew the time wasn't right.

He feared that such beauty and grace would be suddenly shattered by his greed and desire.

All they could do was kiss her again and again, with restraint and greed, driven by their own impulses.

My lips felt numb.

I'm suffocating.

The girl who had been so prickly in front of him was now completely defenseless and slumped into his arms.

Fragrant and soft.

It makes you want to completely fall for it.

He then kissed her chin.

His lips slid down to her neck, and he felt the throbbing of her carotid artery.

Then, the collarbone.

Looking at the four icy blue teardrops with dragon scale patterns on his fair collarbone, his fiery heart instantly turned mostly cold.

That is a mark that can only be left by the first male beast of a female.

And the person behind leaving this mark was actually him.

A feeling of regret and jealousy welled up inside me.

Yu Hanche felt that he had been incredibly stupid back then.

Jiang Xinli snapped out of her daze, panting as she held his head, "Yu Hanche, let me go."

He was reluctant, but he still let go of her.

It wasn't that he was particularly obedient, but he was worried that if they continued kissing, all his restrained rationality would crumble. He raised his hand, his fingertips gently wiping away the moisture from the corner of the girl's lips, his voice low and husky, "Go wash up, and then, rest?"

Seeing the girl's misty, innocent eyes gradually clear and become alert, he quickly said:

"I promise I won't bother you."

Jiang Xinli glanced at the surveillance screen that followed him like a shadow, but didn't say anything.

She didn't know why she had let him kiss her.

It was as if all vigilance had vanished into thin air.

She was even somewhat captivated by it.
Something just felt off.

He escorted the girl into the hot spring room, then closed the door behind him. He whipped up a gust of cold wind with his fingers and swept it over his body from head to toe.

His superpower CD was far more powerful than she had imagined.

Moreover, with danger lurking all around and her by his side, how could he allow his superpowers to be exhausted?

He said he would protect her with his life.

He does what he says.

He was used to being assertive and in control; the word "weakness" had never existed in his life.

But in front of her, he had to show weakness.

As it turns out, she was just as stubborn as she seemed, but soft-hearted.

When Jiang Xinli came out after washing up, the man, as usual, reached out and helped her dry her wet hair.

This time, she didn't dodge either.

It was as if they had become accustomed to it.

She looked at the warm air flowing from his palm, "Your ability cooldown has recovered?"

It happened much faster than she had imagined.

Yu Hanche's expression stiffened slightly. "Yes, but it's not fully recovered."

"Isn't it supposed to be restored all at once?" she asked, puzzled.

He replied, "Yes, dark orcs and light orcs are different."

Jiang Xinli always felt that he was playing a trick on her: "Don't lie to me."

He gently tucked her dry, long hair behind her shoulder, and chuckled softly.

"I actually hope I can fool Dark Lord."

He did tell a few small lies along the way.

However, it's insignificant.

He looked at her meaningfully, "Either deceive her body, or deceive her heart. Or, deceive her for a title."

The implication is that he neither deceived her physically nor emotionally.

As for official recognition, that's even further out of reach.

Jiang Xinli was speechless and glanced at the bedroom.

She was a little sleepy, but the thought of the kiss she had just shared made her afraid that he might do something else.

Yu Hanche saw the concern in her eyes, pretended to raise his hand, smelled his arm, and frowned in disgust. "Dark Lord, I'm going to wash up."

"Goodnight." He said with a smile, then turned and left.

Jiang Xinli subconsciously said, "Don't let the wound get wet."

The man paused, suppressing the flutter in his heart, and without turning around, simply said, "Okay."

Sure enough, she still cared about him.

Jiang Xinli returned to the room, which was filled with a stark pink amidst the black and gold tones, sat on the edge of the bed, and rubbed the little golden dragon on her wrist.

Although the little golden dragon had its eyes closed, she could feel its slight but powerful heartbeat.

Aze, Ayao, you must stay safe and wait for me to come back.
After a while, footsteps came from outside the door.

Jiang Xinli clenched her fingers and sat up straight.

That night, she insisted on waiting for him to enter his bedroom before going to sleep.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Dark Lord, are you asleep?"

Before she could speak, he continued, "I accidentally tore my wound while washing up."

"Could you apply some more medicine for me?"

Jiang Xinli was speechless. "Don't you have your own medicine?"

"Run out."

She took a deep breath. "Come in."

Upon entering the room, he saw her sitting on the edge of the bed and frowned slightly. "Aren't you sleepy?"

Jiang Xinli ignored him, took out a brand new hemostatic gel and handed it to him, "Apply it yourself."

"Okay." He reached out and took it.

Then, he knelt down on one knee in front of her.