If this poison can’t be forced out with spiritual power, can it really be sucked out with your mouth?
Yuan Shu had her doubts for a moment.
But seeing how anxious Ying was on her behalf, the corners of her lips curled upward, and she didn’t refuse.
She let him cradle her hand between both of his, his thin lips pressed tightly against the back of her hand. The warmth and softness brushed over her skin as a slow suction began.
Yuan Shu’s gaze gradually settled on Ying’s face.
The young man’s handsome, vibrant features were drawn into a slight frown, and concern filled his deep-green eyes.
His large, strong-knuckled hands held Yuan Shu’s slender, fair hand as though he were cradling a priceless treasure.
After sucking out a mouthful of poisoned blood, Ying turned his head and spat it onto a nearby rock. Without pausing to say a word, he lowered his head and sucked again.
He spat out the second mouthful, then drew out a third…
Only when he could no longer taste any poison did Ying’s lowered gaze tremble slightly. Yet he still didn’t release Yuan Shu’s hand.
His soft lips seemed to brush against the back of her hand, intentionally or otherwise, leaving behind a series of unusual traces.
Yuan Shu lowered her eyes to the person before her, and happened to meet Ying’s gaze as he looked up.
Their eyes locked. In his eyes, she saw a hint of shyness.
People only showed that kind of bashfulness in front of someone they liked—or when they were putting on an act.
So this fellow…
Yuan Shu narrowed her eyes. The fingers of the hand he held moved slightly, and she gently caressed Ying’s cheek with the back of one finger.
His clean, delicate skin felt cool against the back of her hand. Yuan Shu’s lips curved upward.
“It looks like my finger was bitten too. Would you like to suck it for me as well?”
Ying abruptly raised his head, staring at Yuan Shu in stunned confusion.
Yuan Shu tilted her head, meeting his dazed gaze with a faint smile.
Before he could react, she gently freed her hand from his grasp and brushed the back of her index finger against his slightly parted red lips.
The young man’s lips were beautifully shaped—thin, yet crimson and moist. Paired with Yuan Shu’s fair fingertips, they somehow complemented each other perfectly.
Yuan Shu rubbed her finger lightly over his lips. Her stunningly beautiful face wore a lazy, wanton smile.
Ying’s face instantly flushed. The red spread all the way to his ears, which burned hot.
Yet the hands holding Yuan Shu’s did not loosen. Instead, he carefully supported her wrist from beneath.
When Yuan Shu saw that he still wasn’t moving, she suddenly leaned closer and spoke in a soft, coaxing voice.
“You’ve already sucked it once. Helping your big sister suck out the poison one more time shouldn’t be too much to ask, right?”
As soon as she finished speaking, Yuan Shu moved her fingertip from between his thin lips to the hard white teeth behind them.
Acting on instinct, Ying bit down.
The corner of Yuan Shu’s lips lifted. “Good boy.”
With that, she hooked her finger inward.
“Mm.” Ying let out an involuntary, flushed moan, the corners of his eyes reddening.
His hands loosely caught hold of Yuan Shu’s wrists.
But Yuan Shu paid him no mind and continued doing exactly as she pleased.
After quite some time, under Ying’s crimson, helpless gaze, she finally withdrew her hand.
Then she carefully wiped away the traces on it with a handkerchief, bit by bit.
Ying squatted before Yuan Shu, watching her clean her hand. He neither knew whether to leave nor whether to stand.
All he could do was gaze at Yuan Shu with his deep-green eyes glistening with moisture, lightly biting his thin lips, looking as though he had been thoroughly bullied.
After a long while, he finally managed to say, “Big sister… your fingertip wasn’t bitten.”
“Mm. I just thought your lips were pretty and wanted to touch them a little longer. What’s wrong? You call me big sister, yet you’re still being so stingy. You won’t even let me touch them?”
Yuan Shu admitted it without the slightest hesitation, her fair, delicate finger once again reaching for his lips.
This time, she used her thumb, slowly tracing the corners, peaks, and soft curves of his lips.
Ying was forced to tilt his head slightly upward, and the moisture in his eyes seemed to deepen.
Damn this woman… How bold could she be?
He hadn’t even teased her yet, and somehow she was the one teasing him instead?
Ying couldn’t say what he was feeling at that moment.
He seemed a little excited, yet there was also a secret, shameful thrill beneath it.
He had always liked keeping everything within his grasp.
He disliked changes that fell outside his expectations.
But this unexpected turn of events…
It didn’t seem so bad.
If this woman truly lowered her guard of her own accord, perhaps he would find it easier to control her.
Once that thought arose, Ying didn’t resist. In fact, just as Yuan Shu’s thumb slid to the seam of his lips, he gently caught it between his pearly teeth.
Yuan Shu smiled. With her index finger, she applied a little pressure and slowly lifted his chin. Then she lowered herself, bringing her face close to his.
“Puppy, do you want to bite someone?”
The scent of pear blossoms drifting from so near filled Ying’s nose. Gazing at Yuan Shu’s breathtakingly beautiful face, his Adam’s apple bobbed uncontrollably.
His face flushed with embarrassment. Then he slowly released her thumb and murmured, “It was clearly you who put your hand there…”
With that, he stood up. But the moment he took a step, his foot landed on a small stone. He lost his balance and fell straight into Yuan Shu’s arms.
Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow. She immediately extended an arm, wrapped it around Ying’s waist, and pulled him into her embrace.
The tall, handsome young man stared at Yuan Shu in shock. Sitting on her lap, he instinctively wrapped his long arms around her neck.
Yuan Shu’s hand remained firmly clasped around his lean, powerful waist.
The two of them were pressed extremely close together.
A faint fragrance of osmanthus drifted over, intertwining with the elegant scent of pear blossoms that clung to Yuan Shu.
“Does this count as throwing yourself into my arms?”
The corner of Yuan Shu’s lips curled upward. She leaned toward the embarrassed young man, who was struggling to get up, then abruptly tightened her arm and held him firmly against her.
The young man who could smash a venomous scorpion into several pieces with a single blow now looked utterly flustered, staring at Yuan Shu with watery eyes.
That coy, half-resisting expression was enough to make anyone’s heart itch.
With his strength, could he really have slipped on a tiny piece of gravel while walking? No one would believe it.
So he had done it on purpose.
And Yuan Shu was doing the same.
She had always been unable to resist a beautiful person’s coy refusal.
Especially a bashful, youthful boy whose fresh, green vitality made one want to pluck and toy with him.
Yuan Shu raised her hand and let it fall onto the young man’s exquisite face. She caressed his brows and eyes, followed the handsome line of his jaw downward, and slid to his fair neck.
“Big sister, I—I didn’t. That’s not what I—”
His flushed Adam’s apple rolled beneath her fingertip, and the redness on his face seemed to deepen. His arms tightened around Yuan Shu’s neck as well.
“Really?” Yuan Shu repeated, staring at his embarrassed face.
This time, the young man said nothing. He merely bit his crimson lips lightly and looked at Yuan Shu with a pair of watery eyes.
His deep-green eyes trembled like crystal-clear gemstones, glittering with a radiant light—as though silently trying to entice her.
Yuan Shu slid her hand up along his spine and pressed down on the back of his head, forcing him lower.
Then she leaned in.
A dark gleam flashed through the depths of the young man’s eyes. The blush on his face spread, and he shyly turned his head away, calling out in an embarrassed voice, “Big sister…”
Taking advantage of the moment, he dodged Yuan Shu’s lips.
The smile at the corners of Yuan Shu’s mouth deepened. She simply released the arm around his waist and looked at him with an amused, knowing expression.
