Si Jiangchen was like a hungry wolf. Although I had satiated him just the night before, he suddenly grabbed me and threw me onto the big bed in the master bedroom on the first floor.
"Xiao He, I'm really sorry," he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. "I failed to recognize you at first sight."
Back then, Si Tong's soul had led me to exorcise evil spirits from his father. In that luxurious guest room on the sixth floor of the grand feast, I had smashed Si Jiangchen's head with the ancestral compass from my family, while he had torn my clothes...
"I didn't recognize you either," I stammered.
I was filled with fear at that time, worried that this lecherous man under the influence of aphrodisiacs would take advantage of me.
"Do you know why I didn't chase after you immediately?" Si Jiangchen's cool hand cupped my chin and gently stroked my lips, sending shivers down my spine.
"Because there were paparazzi sent by Wei Wenzhao at that time, trying to catch evidence of my debauchery and murder," he said, his lips brushing against my neck. "I had to deal with them, so I was late."
"You weren't late at all," I replied.
I had never seen anyone search so quickly. It was as if I had a tracking device on me. I thought I had escaped thoroughly, but I was found within a single night!
"If I had found you earlier, you wouldn't have suffered so much," Si Jiangchen said. His cool lips were like a flame, igniting a fire within me. I was deeply buried in the soft quilt, my mind floating in the clouds.
His passion was overwhelming, and I couldn't resist. I could only follow his lead and make embarrassing sounds. He seemed to enjoy teasing me, even when I was so exhausted that I couldn't even lift my fingers, he still stirred up waves of desire within me.
"Stop... please..." my voice was hoarse, and my body was like a fish out of water, parched and desperate.
"Xiao He, we've missed a century of our wedding night. Do you really want me to stop?" he whispered in my ear, deliberately misunderstanding my words. I was so ashamed and angry that I bit his arm.
"Does it taste good?" he chuckled softly. He seemed to be in pain, so he retaliated against me fiercely, forcing me to let go and scream for mercy.
"Stop... stop, Si Jiangchen... I'm so tired..." I tried to move away from him, but he held my waist tightly, preventing me from escaping...
I don't know how long it took, but I finally felt like a small boat drifting onto a soft beach after a long and rough journey.
A cool sensation on my lips made me lazily open my eyes. Si Jiangchen's long fingers were holding a water cup against my mouth.
"Ugh..." I was like a desert, greedy for the cool water. I swallowed it hungrily, but some of it spilled out of my lips. Si Jiangchen's voice sounded in my ear, "You're such a big girl, and you still can't drink water properly?"
Then, the water cup was taken away from me.
"Ugh..." my throat was on fire, and I didn't want to say a word. But I was so thirsty!
Si Jiangchen leaned over and kissed away the water on my lips. Then, he took a sip of the remaining water and forcefully poured it into my mouth.
"Hey!!!" I was so angry that I wanted to scold him, but he grabbed my lips again. The cool water rushed into my mouth, and I almost choked.
A long kiss almost rekindled Si Jiangchen's desire. I was on the verge of tears as I pulled his hair, trying to escape.
A gentle breeze blew through the half-open window. A few birds were startled by the fluttering curtain and flew away chirping.
The door creaked open, and then came the sound of a child's crying and running footsteps.
"Dad! Dad..." Si Tong rushed in barefoot and lifted the quilt, trying to climb onto the bed.
Si Jiangchen was tall and had long arms. He grabbed Si Tong's pajama collar and lifted him up. "Tongtong, what's wrong?"
Si Tong was hanging in the air, his face covered in tears and snot. He stretched out his little hand towards me and cried, "Sister Xiao He, I had a nightmare... wuwuwu!!"
I felt so embarrassed when Si Tong caught me and Si Jiangchen in bed. But seeing Si Tong's pale face, I had to put aside my shame. I grabbed the quilt and covered my chest, then sat up with difficulty and motioned for Si Jiangchen to let Si Tong sit in front of me.
I touched Si Tong's head and found that the fontanel was throbbing violently.
"Si Tong's soul is unstable! Maybe it's too remote here, and there are evil spirits trying to bully him," I said. My throat was still very dry, even though I had drunk some water.
I only said a few words, and my voice was already hoarse.
"Sister Xiao He, are you sick?" Si Tong tried to sit up despite his discomfort and reached out to touch my forehead. "Your face is so red."
"I'm fine," I replied, feeling extremely embarrassed.
My talismans were all in my backpack, and I couldn't get up to calm Si Tong's soul. I bit my lips and glared at Si Jiangchen angrily. It was all his fault. He had been insatiable all night, and now we had been caught by this little guy in the morning.
Si Jiangchen glanced at me out of the corner of his eye and mouthed the word "beg me".
I was so angry that I wanted to kill this shameless lecher. This was his son, and he actually asked me to beg him!
I tightened my grip on the quilt, imagining that it was Si Jiangchen's flesh!
"Please, Si Jiangchen, help me," I said, knowing what he wanted me to beg for. He could draw talismans in the air, and his Taoism was much higher than mine.
"Okay," Si Jiangchen said with a half-smile. Then he waved to Si Tong and said, "Tongtong, come here."
Si Jiangchen had been half-lying on the headboard, but now he sat up, revealing his well-built body.
Si Tong crawled obediently in front of him. From my perspective, I could see two small phantoms floating above the child's head, like balloons about to break away from his body.
This was a sign that the child's soul was about to leave his body after being frightened. After Si Tong's soul had been revived by me, I had used the soul-calming spell to soothe him, which was why this situation had occurred.
"Calm the soul and strengthen the spirit..." I had just said four words when Si Jiangchen's long fingers had already formed a sword finger and drawn a talisman in the air in front of Si Tong. I could faintly see a wisp of pale blue light forming a complex and gorgeous rune, covering Si Tong's head like a small hat of flowing light, pressing the cute little shadow back into Si Tong's body...
So amazing... No matter how many times I saw it, I couldn't help but sigh. If Si Jiangchen were still in the Taoist tradition, he would probably have been a grandmaster by now...