These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Is this weakness? If so, she feels that she is weak by nature.

If not, she is already a remarkably strong woman.

Because she believed that few women in the world could resist the sight of this boy approaching her with a roguish smile.

"Hey...why aren't you saying anything?"

Wei Tu smiled and said that Bai Youwei could even feel his breath on her face.

She felt a little itchy, unsure if it was the messy strands of hair causing it. Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the firelight, they shone with an alluring glow, like a silent invitation.

She invited the handsome young man to kiss her.

"say what……"

Wei Tu didn't act rashly or recklessly towards the girl... but he was always quite bold, and he found the moment amusing.

So he reached out and lifted Bai Youwei's chin, looking into the hazy look in her eyes.

Why didn't you say anything or push me away when I hugged you just now?

Bai Youwei was stunned, her face flushed red, but she felt as if she couldn't muster any strength to push away the boy who had lifted her chin, as if he were mocking and desecrating her.

She bit her thin lips.

In a final act of resistance, she cried, "I...I'm not awake..."

Wei Tu smiled and turned his head away, his breathing unusually heavy, his breath hitting her cheek and earlobe.

Bai Youwei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her body trembled even more. Strangely, even though she was holding the blanket so tightly, she seemed to have no strength to push away his chest.

"Oh... I see. But I did speak... and you reacted, so why did you deliberately remain silent and not let me realize it was you sooner?"

"I……"

Bai Youwei seemed to have her secret thoughts exposed, unable to offer any explanation, her face showing only shame and indignation.

But how could Wei Tu let her die?

She tried to avoid him, but the boy grabbed her chin, forcing her to look only at him.

He could kiss her at any time, and freely caress this aloof and beautiful girl.

But he deliberately didn't do that; he hovered on the edge, using his presence and his gaze to evoke more of her emotions.

"You don't want me to know... that you're Bai Youwei, right?"

Bai Youwei shook her head vigorously, her eyes glistening with tears.

She didn't know why the other person did this, or why they said such things, stripping away all her pretense.

She was clearly wronged, but she couldn't even express her grievances because what the other person said was the truth, and she wasn't allowed to refute it.

Why say these things...? I clearly didn't want this to happen... Did he have to embarrass me like this...?

"No...I didn't...I didn't want this...please don't..."

Bai Youwei had to exert a lot of effort to let her tears overflow. She didn't know why she was crying. Perhaps it was because the boy's emotions were becoming increasingly strange, and her stance was gradually being pushed back by his actions.

Just when she felt her weakness had nowhere to go and was about to be exposed.

Wei Tu narrowed his eyes, then opened them.

He leaned in close and pressed his lips against hers.

Almost instantly upon contact, Bai Youwei closed her eyes as if burying her head in the sand; she didn't want to face any of this.

This is something I find irresistible, yet I always outwardly dismiss it.

The person you should hate is kissing you, and you are powerless to reciprocate.

But Wei Tu slightly separated and spoke in a low voice.

"open one's eyes."

Bai Youwei opened her eyes in confusion, looking at him up close.

With a frown, he said in a deep voice, "Watch how I kiss you."

"Well……!"

Bai Youwei, who was kissed again, wanted to close her eyes, but the other person stared at her intently. The girl seemed to be bewitched and couldn't close her eyes no matter what she did.

She could only watch as he kissed her.

Feel how he ravaged her lips.

He easily pulled open her thin clothes, and before she could even stop him, he grabbed her hand.

Unable to resist... or rather, preferring to succumb. P.S.: I'll update another chapter tomorrow since I'm going home early!

105 Where did this stray dog ​​come from?

The night is ending and the night is cold.

The disheveled bedding seemed to attest to the chaos of the night, while the wind and snow raged outside the house, their roars sounding like the howls of snow beasts.

"When my father was young, he was the best archer among the Garan people. It was because of this that he shot down two snow eagles with a single arrow at the annual Spring Festival in the Northern Desert, winning my mother's heart. Later... his fame grew, leading his people on the frontier to resist the cultivators from the Central Plains, earning him numerous military exploits. Finally, as the third son of the Northern Desert Demon Lord, he defeated his two brothers and ascended the throne..."

But many people don't know how cruel the Northern Desert royal family's method of choosing a ruler is. Many believe that having sons is solely for procreation, and those brothers who seem to share the same bloodline ultimately engage in a life-or-death struggle for the throne. Any means are used to ensure that the Demon Lord who ascends the throne is the most outstanding, the strongest, and the most intelligent… In my memory, there lies the pain my father preserved for many years.”

The candlelight had gone out, and it seemed as if nothing could be seen.

No one would open the windows and let the cold wind rage in this kind of weather; the room was quiet.

It was so quiet that you could hear only their heartbeats.

Her clothes were disheveled... no, it should be said that she was completely naked. Her fair skin shone like gleaming jade.

Every inch of skin is glowing.

Her body, lying on her side, had curves that were unimaginably beautiful, like a winding, beautiful serpent. Only her black hair fell over her shoulders, offering no real concealment.

Her body was being held.

Her delicate skin was pressed against his chest.

An arm was embedded in the deep cleavage of her chest, not intentionally, but as if she were holding it tightly in her arms.

A slight blush appeared on her snow-white, soft flesh, like marks left by pressure, which seemed so glaring against her silky, shimmering skin.

Bai Youwei's cheeks were flushed, but she didn't seem to show much shyness at this moment, as if she was used to it, or perhaps she had opened her honest heart.

She likes this feeling.

There is no tomorrow, no future, and we may be separated soon, but it doesn't matter, at least we are still embracing each other now.

She knew he had things to do, and she had her own distant destination to reach. They would inevitably part ways in the future, but she wanted to kiss him with all her might, like a final kiss before the end of the world.

Whether it's pleasure or mischief...

Humans can't truly live without being obsessed.

So she held on tightly, but she also knew that even if she was willing to give everything here without any reservations, this young man would not touch her, because... the person in his arms at this moment was Bai Youwei, not Su Mi.

She knew this very well, and she knew it a long time ago.

But now, I don't cry anymore.

I'm not a crybaby by nature, but I've become a crybaby because I met a bad guy.

It's not about getting candy, nor about getting love, it's just about getting that irresistible hurt.

Insignificant people can kill you, but they can't pierce your heart.

His words were like a tiny blade in my hand, scraping away at my heart little by little.

It hurt a lot, but it was also very interesting.

Because it seems that only in this way can it appear profound.

"Will remembering these things have any impact on you?"

Wei Tu asked softly.

On her shoulder, her fragrant skin was dazzling to the eye. It was obvious what his hand was touching; the soft, comfortable touch seemed to reach her heartbeat.

Is it a resonance of souls?

They were just two bored souls.

Bai Youwei, with her back to the boy, shifted slightly, seemingly adjusting her position to make herself more comfortable...

Actually, it makes both of them more comfortable.

The girl's pert buttocks... it was indeed deliberately described as a masterpiece of nature, because Wei Tu had never seen a girl of that age with such a naturally endowed shape as Bai Youwei.

How to describe it? Wei Tu seemed to be at a loss for words. At this moment, his most honest thought was probably... it was pretty vulgar.

People who cultivate immortality should have very strong bodies, but why are this woman's buttocks so soft?

Wei Tu didn't know, but at this moment he felt as if his blood was flowing backwards, converging in some direction.

As a result, the girl's coyness seemed to come across as malicious.

"At first I thought it had no effect...maybe it was just a memory left behind by my father out of boredom...but then I realized, um...why are you moving around like that?"

Wei Tu was stunned for a moment, then gently rubbed the back of his hand, and finally grasped it with his palm.

Her cheeks flushed even more, but she felt his other hand touching her cheek.

So Bai Youwei took the hand and gently rubbed it, seemingly oblivious to the hand that was causing trouble on her chest.

It seems there's nothing to care about.

She gently rubbed against him, and after a brief moment of surprise, the boy whispered.

"It's nothing, just a change of seats. Please continue."

"Oh...it's so hot..." Her voice was soft, but she squeezed her legs together.

Wei Tu let out a soft sigh of relief, then grinned wickedly and bit the girl's earlobe, tearing at her ear as he spoke in a tone that sounded like he was exasperated.

"You say that, but every move you make is seducing me, Bai Youwei... It's just not your turn yet, why are you being so arrogant?"