Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 40

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It was late at night, and the walnut and the night mammy were sleeping soundly in the next ear room, snoring.

Yu Lingxi even forgot to put on her shoes, and the slender white plain socks stepped on the wooden corridor without making a sound.

Such a heavy dose of Anshen Decoction could not suppress the toxicity at all. She was dizzy and dry, as if stepping on a cloud, stumbled and couldn’t tell the direction, and only groped forward by instinct.

The road that can be walked with half a cup of tea on weekdays seems to have no end in sight.

Her feet softened, and Yu Lingxi fell to the ground while holding the moon gate. The dark tide came from all directions, dragging her down like a vortex.

She hated the feeling, but her body was out of control.

In the distance, the neat footsteps of the night patrol guards could be heard, and the lanterns of the night patrol were looming, approaching here.

Yu Lingxi didn’t have the strength to get up at all, and her plain white nightgown and skirt stood out in the night.

She pinched her palms to pieces, and even thought to herself: Anyone is fine, as long as they can help her get out of the sea of misery…

In the confused and distorted vision, a pair of very familiar leather boots appeared.

Yu Lingxi was stunned for a moment, followed the dark hem and saw a very familiar face. https://m.biqiudu.com Biquge

The shadow of the moon was extremely pale, and it fell on him like a layer of frost.

Facing her stray gaze, Ning Yin gave a very soft “tsk”, squatted down for a while and said, “What are you holding back, miss?”

His voice was deep, and he seemed unhappy.

The patrolling guards had already walked to the corridor, as if they would come over with a lantern at any time, seeing the embarrassment of her poisoning.

Yu Lingxi bit her lip and used her last strength to tighten the hem of Ning Yin’s clothes.

Ning Yin leisurely did not move, until the patrol’s footsteps reached the corner separated by a wall, and the dark hem was wrinkled, and he did not move.

He stretched out his arms and took Yu Lingxi into his arms, hiding in the cramped space behind the rockery in the corner.

Shadows shrouded, the dry smell on Ning Yin’s body was undoubtedly a fatal temptation, reminding her of the previous two addictions.

She made an uncontrollable “woo” sound, very softly, and then she was pressed into her arms by covering her mouth.

Ning Yin’s lowered voice sounded from the top of his head, causing a vibration in his chest: “Silence.”

The fabric was against the fabric, Yu Lingxi was on fire, biting her lower lip.

Almost at the same time, the guard took a lantern and took a picture under the moon gate. The moon was quiet and the stone road was white.

“Strange, I heard a movement just now.” The voice was less than ten feet away.

“Maybe it’s the cat.” Another person said.

The guard stood for a while and walked away.

Yu Lingxi’s body was stretched to the extreme, and immediately softened weakly, and was caught by Ning Yin in time.

The slender waist is full of a grip, as if there are no bones. Ning Yin tightened her arms and looked into her eyes and said in a low voice, “The dormitory is not very safe. Miss Wronged to go to my place?”

Yu Lingxi was so burned out that he took a deep breath, and he could only nod his head in agreement with what he said.

A large crow-colored robe came down, covering Yu Lingxi.

Immediately, she fell lightly, and she was picked up lazily by strong arms. The warm palm pressed against her leg, and she subconsciously shrank into Ning Yin’s arms.

Entering the room, Ning Yin closed the door with her toes hooked.

The sound of falling bolt made Yu Lingxi’s shoulder tremble.

“I’m used to sleeping on a hard bed, so please make use of it.”

With steady steps, he placed the single-clothed girl in his arms on the only bed, then got up and fetched water, wiping her dirty palms that had been leaning against the wall all the way.

The wet cotton pad was wiped from the delicate fingers, then the palm, and then extended along the back of the hand to the abnormally hot forearm.

The wiped area experienced a brief coolness, then a hotter scorching heat.

“Wei… Wei Qi?”

The hoarse voice was fast, without a trace of strength.

“Um.”

Ning Yin responded lightly, neither hurried nor slow.

Yu Lingxi’s eyes were full of weirdness, and he couldn’t tell whether it was in a dream or reality. He only held Ning Yin’s hand by instinct. The man’s hand was slender, with beautiful sinews protruding slightly, and he was born suitable for controlling everything.

She squeezed her five fingers between his fingers and intertwined with his five fingers, revealing a faint smile like a peach blossom.

Ning Yin wiped his hands a little slower and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He knew that the third poisonous hair would outline hallucinations, like a dream, until the consciousness of the person was completely consumed and he fell into the abyss of bliss.

“Last time the lady said that my relative’s skills were too poor, so I read some books to learn.”

While speaking, Ning Yin threw the cotton handkerchief into the copper basin, and her lacquer eyes dazzled with a smile, “Miss, do you want to check your homework?”

He knew that Yu Lingxi couldn’t hold it anymore, but he still sat viciously, waiting for her to speak.

Sure enough, Yu Lingxi came closer, leaning on his shoulders, kissed the tip of his nose familiarly, and then went down to place a feather-light kiss on his indifferent thin lips.

Ning Yin bent her elbows and placed her wet hands on the table on the couch to dry, her slightly raised eyes half-squinting.

Until she was wronged and dissatisfied, Fang raised his head slightly and opened his lips in obedience.

When her lips hurt, Yu Lingxi frowned, and before she could say anything, she was all blocked back into her stomach.

“Miss thin-skinned, be quiet.”

His voice was hoarse and deep, and he stretched out his fingers to gently wipe away the pinkish red on her lips, like a smudge of fresh rouge.

The familiar movement made Yu Lingxi tremble, and the whole figure seemed to be suddenly pulled away from the beautiful and wet dream.

“With such a thin skin, what are you crawling on…”

He seemed to hear a familiar chuckle in his ears, and the dim candlelight also dazzled the spot and turned into a floor-standing flower lantern.

Her chest heaved and she stepped back a little, her misty eyes fell on Ning Yin without blinking.

Ning Yin was quite dissatisfied with her distraction, the hand resting on her side finally moved, she lifted the back of her head, and pressed her head sideways.

Yu Lingxi still kept her eyes wide open, her eyelashes twitching.

On Ning Yin’s clothes, she saw a large number of splashed flowers, the flowers were black and red, dripping wet.

Ning Yin’s ghostly pale face overlapped with the young man in front of him, Yu Lingxi clenched the mattress tightly, and her scattered pupils began to vibrate violently.

Ning Yin noticed her strangeness and paused for a while.

His gloomy eyes rolled like an undercurrent, looking at Yu Lingxi whose teeth were trembling, he asked dumbly, “Miss is dying, do you still want to endure it?”

“Feel sorry……”

Yu Lingxi felt sick, but she couldn’t control herself and posted it.

Her eyes were full of fear, but she was still bewitching, and placed her trembling lips on Ning Yin’s pale lips.

Ning Yin looked down at her trembling pupils, but did not move.

He knew that the third time the poison was the most powerful, it would make people see hallucinations and sink deeper and deeper. But most people can see extremely beautiful things, and there are few like Yu Lingxi…

“What did you see, miss, eh?”

Ning Yin’s clothes were loose, she raised her finger and pinched Yu Lingxi’s chin, forbid her to move, forcing her to look at his face.

Yu Lingxi’s eyes burst into tears, bringing with them a gorgeous and painful wet red, and only murmured the word “sorry” repeatedly.

Ning Yin’s eyes darkened and asked, “Don’t want to?”

Blood oozes from the gap between Yu Lingxi’s teeth, and tremblingly, he put his hand on his neck, as if to grab the last piece of driftwood, or as if he was afraid of dragging this innocent piece of driftwood into the abyss.

Ning Yin thought it was Yu Lingxi’s stubbornness at first, but soon found out that it wasn’t.

The first two times, Yu Lingxi’s eyes were full of stubborn struggle, but this time, there was only fear and pain in her eyes.

“I didn’t intend to… harm you…”

Ning Yin leaned over, only to hear such a vague sentence.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sneered: What is this?

With this filthy body, even he himself doesn’t mind stabbing a few more knives, what should she be afraid of?

“It’s so uncomfortable…” Yu Lingxi cried and rubbed over, even her neck was red hot, full of warm fragrance.

Ning Yin hesitated, raised his hand slowly, and touched her soft hair soothingly.

But it couldn’t ease her pain.

If this goes on, even if the detoxification is successful, the pain will outweigh the pleasure.

Long silence, breaths overlapping.

Ning Yin opened the drawer in the low bedside cabinet and took out the white jade bottle given by the halberd.

“Open your mouth.” His voice was hoarse and indifferent.

Where could Yu Lingxi still hear what he said, he just cried while looking for comfort in him regardless.

Ning Yin snorted softly, suppressed the dry pain, pushed her biting mouth away from the side of her neck, pinched her cheeks and fed the pills.

The indescribable pain exploded on the tip of the tongue.

Yu Lingxi didn’t care about the discomfort of her body, and threw herself to the edge of the bed with a “woo”.

“Don’t vomit.”

Ning Yin grabbed her round and thin shoulders and pressed her back on the couch, “If you don’t want to die, just swallow it.”

Yu Lingxi wriggled disobediently, Ning Yin’s eyes darkened, she simply suppressed her wiggly wrist, bent over to seal her lips, and pushed back the pill that was spit out of her mouth with the tip of her tongue.

Yu Lingxi hummed twice, kicking her legs desperately, but under the absolute suppression of the young man, it was like a mighty cricket shaking a tree, not moving at all.

Gradually, the “woo woo” resistance disappeared, and there was only a thin sob.

Ning Yin carefully “fed” the medicine clean, Fang opened his ink-colored eyes and slowly withdrew from her lips.

“Bitter.” Yu Lingxi pursed her lips, her eyes turning red from crying.

Ning Yin licked her red lips and laughed softly: “Where is the pain?”

Clearly, it’s very sweet.

The shadow of the moon moved westward, and the shadows of the trees outside the window swirled.

Before the candles could be cut, the light of the fire gradually dimmed.

Yu Lingxi’s breathing was hot, and she was quiet without a cup of tea. After regaining some strength, she arched back into Ning Yin’s arms and rubbed gently.

The antidote for the incense of bliss has been lost. He asked Zhe Ji to hold the formula of the incense of bliss. as painful.

It was because he was afraid that his inexperience might make a mistake, so he made second-hand preparations.

After all, he is a little bit rare about Yu Lingxi right now, and he doesn’t want her to fall ill or die because of it.

Unexpectedly, she cried so fiercely, saying that she didn’t want to hurt him, and every move poked into his heart…

Ning Yin rarely made a loss-making business, and felt unhappy in his heart.

He played with her hair one after another, glanced coolly at the head rubbing against his chest, and said unmoved: “Miss, don’t be too aggressive.”

After taking his medicine and asking him to take care of the aftermath, how could there be such a good thing?

Yu Lingxi spent a moment alone, and when he saw that he was ignoring, he raised his eyes in confusion.

The tail of the eyes is red, fragile and beautiful, the flesh and bones of the arms are well-proportioned like frost and snow, and the raw silk outlines the slender waist.

Ning Yin’s hand playing with her hair slowed down, hesitating for a moment between knocking her out and asking for interest…

He finally lowered his eyes, opened his mouth like anger, bit her delicate fingertips, and ground them with canine teeth.

The candle on the table burned to the end, and the wax tears accumulated in a thick pool on the candlestick.

Ning Yin’s lips were also dyed a bit crimson. Sitting on the edge of the couch, half of her handsome face was hidden in the dim light, and she slowly wiped the water stains from her fingers on her skirt.

After the poison broke out, Yu Lingxi was extremely tired and sleepy, opened her eyes dazedly, and glanced at the man sitting by the bed in clothes.

Her thoughts were chaotic, thinking that she was still in a dream, and subconsciously blurted out: “My lord…”

The voice was too low, Ning Yin didn’t pay much attention to it, and asked casually, “What’s it called?”

Yu Lingxi’s curled eyelashes slowly closed, and her rapid breathing was gentle.

After a long while, he mumbled, “Ning Yin.”

Ning Yin’s wiping hand suddenly stopped, and he slowly raised his eyes.

[End of This Chapter]