Chapter 1356 - 1353: My Beloved Ruoxi

Chapter 1356: Chapter 1353: My Beloved Ruoxi

"Dear Ruoxi, you’re so good!" Qiao Junlie kissed her forehead as a reward.

Zi Ruoxi lowered her eyelids, only feeling a slight dizziness. She knew she might be drunk.

However, just as she was about to say something, the enchanting voice sounded at her ear again, "Alright, we should head to the bridal chamber now." Qiao Junlie looked at the beauty beside him with a mischievous smile.

Sweat.

"...To the bridal chamber?" Zi Ruoxi repeated. At this moment, her mind was seriously unclear, and the person in front of her alternated between blurry and clear, becoming a double image. She truly felt exhausted, her body propped against the table, her head about to bump against it the next second.

Qiao Junlie at this moment wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into his embrace. Then, he patted her cheek, Zi Ruoxi half-drunk, half-awake, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. Qiao Junlie watched her, already "all mixed up" inside. He picked her up in his arms, gently coaxing her, "Come, let’s go to the bridal chamber."

Qiao Junlie carried Zi Ruoxi up to the second floor, and as they passed her room, Zi Ruoxi suddenly began struggling in his arms.

"This is... my ’bridal chamber’! Where are you taking me?" Zi Ruoxi’s soft voice murmured.

Your bridal chamber?

Qiao Junlie nearly burst into laughter upon hearing her; she really seemed drunk. Qiao Junlie looked down mischievously at the person in his arms.

"Baby... be good... go sleep in my ’bridal chamber’, you’re already my wife; why separate rooms or beds?" Qiao Junlie said seductively, his blue eyes igniting with an unstoppable flame.

Without further ado, they arrived at the door. With a hand on the decorative metal door handle, he pressed down, "Clack!" A soft sound, the door opened, and without even bothering to close the main door, Qiao Junlie eagerly carried her into his room, passed through the living room, and headed straight to the bedroom.

He gently placed her on his bed, the deep azure blue harmonizing perfectly with her body.

Zi Ruoxi slightly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes resembling the moon and a shuttle, her blushing face with a faint smile. When her body touched the soft bed, a sense of comfort naturally arose.

"...Oh, so comfortable..." Zi Ruoxi unknowingly murmured. Her body adjusted slightly, assuming an S-shaped posture, her hands casually placed atop her head, radiating endless languor and drunken charm, casting a mesmerizingly enchanting allure.

Qiao Junlie looked at her, cleared his throat, tugged at his throat. His blue pupils deepened and enlarged.

Love, falls here; love, is here, racing into human paradise.

The entire room was filled with the intoxicating love, nearly igniting every corner, letting love constantly overlay the paths of confusion, also resonating evocatively within the room...

...

A frail figure silently approached the door, observing the "brilliant scenery" through the unclosed door. Yet, she saw nothing, able only to imagine the intertwining of twin figures in the bedroom through the opulent foyer, making her amber eyes appear heavy. That seductive and alluring sound kept resounding from somewhere within the room. The face-reddening, heart-palpitating sensation again struck Xiao Xue’s heart, her small face also filled with the disturbing shade of turmoil, her elegant brows tightly furrowed, pulling the strings of her aching heart.

Once upon a time, she too lay there, embraced and cherished by him, so special and gentle; was it gentle? Yes, certainly it was. He loved every part of her body, that was just the truth. But, but... why did he give such tenderness to someone else?

Did he love the wrong person? He kept calling out for that Ruoxi...

No—

Why so cruel? Loved me, hurt me, only then to tell me it was a mistake! Why was he so oblivious that night, why didn’t she break away then, was it since that day’s experience, from saving Minxue, that today’s tragedy was predestined? If so, heavens, why let him save her, if knowing today, it might have been better for her to die jumping on that cold steel pipe stage!

Tears rolled down Xiao Xue’s delicate face, scalding and pained, once they start, they couldn’t stop, cascading like waves, extinguishing the face, penetrating the heart, accompanied by the room’s extraordinary heavenly sound mixture, turning into a symphony of scars. No one else could understand, except this girl squatting on the ground, who could comprehend the melody, tears silently running, ears quietly listening...

If love remains, then nothing is more heartbreaking than this scene, a heart forever irreparable, the soul and body broken. God! Take her away; it was already the beginning of sin, deeply trapped in the mire, unable to extricate herself...

...

The next morning, warm sunlight sprinkled through the window, a golden brilliance filling the nest of love.

Passionate people embraced each other in satisfied weariness, sleeping, whispering sweet nothings. All obstacles and entanglements seemed to dissolve into the clouds. The stormy days finally revealed a rainbow, welcoming a brighter future.

"Awake?" The deep magnetic voice of longing, Qiao Junlie bare-chested with his beloved in his arms, his handsome face showing four words, quite content.

A long time. Zi Ruoxi only turned slightly in his embrace, twisting gently.

"...Oh." She responded weakly, subconsciously opening her eyes, discovering the person beside her, slightly stunned. Her body shrank, feeling out of place. Her eyes turned red.

Just about to get up, but then held down by the person beside her. Zi Ruoxi instantly too ashamed to be annoyed, "Monster, you’re so annoying! Why did you get me drunk... and... and take me to your bed..."

Qiao Junlie watched her endless coquettish appearance, beginning to enjoy it with interest.

"Hey, I say Fox Immortal, such things require two to tango. You’re the one who wanted to drink with me and enter the bridal chamber and lie on my bed! You haven’t forgotten, have you? Now you’re reneging? You..." Qiao Junlie playfully teased, then looking at her blushing, adorned face, couldn’t help but want to provoke her, slyly saying, "You’re really thick-skinned!"

Ah?!

"Who do you mean? Who do you say is thick-skinned?" Zi Ruoxi said with irritation, her cheeks crimson. The hands inside the blankets had become hooks, ready at any moment.

"Are you eloquent? Let’s see if you dare say it again, let’s see if you dare bully me? I have to teach you a lesson... you monster, see how I deal with you!" Zi Ruoxi said fiercely, increasingly addicted to pinching, the strength in her hands intensifying.

Darn!

Finished! How did I not discover she’s into this?! Still hopelessly in love, loving her to death?