Song Yinghuai remained motionless, as if he had forgotten what he was about to do.
It was not until the unconscious woman let out a soft moan from her nose that he suddenly woke up from his daze.
He didn't know what kind of venomous snake it was, but there was no time to waste when it came to snake venom. Song Yinghuai completely cast aside those charming thoughts in his mind and bent down.
His thin lips pressed against the two blood holes on her chest...
...
When Caiyu woke up from her coma, she noticed a black head buried in her chest. Alarmed, she raised her hand to strike!
The next second, her weak and powerless arm was caught in mid - air.
Song Yinghuai slowly lifted his face from her chest.
Caiyu met a pair of deep black eyes. His handsome jade - like face was flushed deeply, and a trace of the evil spirit from their first meeting flashed across.
His lips curved slightly, and the bright red blood dripped down his distinct lips, making him look like a god from hell climbing out of the abyss. "You're awake."
Caiyu was momentarily stunned. She clearly heard the resentment and restraint in his voice.
"Your Highness... What happened to me?" Caiyu gasped and asked.
Her chest still felt stuffy. She wasn't really confused about what she had done before losing consciousness.
But at this moment, feigning ignorance was the best way to avoid embarrassment.
A dry laugh squeezed out from Song Yinghuai's chest.
In just a moment, he had almost completely sucked out the venom, and she had regained consciousness.
From her reaction, Song Yinghuai immediately guessed that this was not a highly venomous snake.
This girl had gone to great lengths to seduce him, using all kinds of tricks and even risking her life.
"You were poisoned." His eyes were bloodshot and a bit terrifying. His originally cold and aloof aura had turned a bit sinister and perverse. His hoarse voice carried a hint of wildness. "Don't remember, huh?"
"Oh!" Caiyu was frightened by his current appearance and quickly responded. "I... I remember now... Thank you, Your Highness... Um!"
Before she could finish speaking, Song Yinghuai suddenly reached out and pulled her close to him. His breath completely enveloped Caiyu.
Those cold peach - blossom eyes were no longer clear, gentle, or affectionate.
The fire reflected in his eyes turned dark, like an abyss full of quicksand, so dark that not a single ray of light could be seen, pulling Caiyu into the darkest depths!
Song Yinghuai bit and crushed her lips like a fierce beast. His hot fingertips caressed her cheeks, carrying a humid breath.
Caiyu was startled by his sudden ferocity.
The next moment, ecstasy welled up in her heart, and she immediately responded whole - heartedly.
She didn't expect that this trick could really arouse Song Yinghuai's desire!
Was she really going to succeed this time?
The sound of their breathing echoed between their lips and teeth. Caiyu was lost in it. She could even feel Song Yinghuai's breath, the faint sandalwood scent that was originally cold and abstinent but now was as intoxicating as aged wine, gently caressing her face.
The air was filled with a sticky and chaotic atmosphere.
Caiyu's poisoned mind began to waver. Her five senses rose and fell with Song Yinghuai's fingertips, feeling as helpless as a small boat in the vast ocean.
Song Yinghuai's fingertips slid down her cheek, slowly exploring the way, bypassing the almost healed wound, and continuing downward.
Two soft mounds popped out playfully but were quickly grasped by the man.
Like a strong electric shock, Caiyu was so nervous that she almost cried out.
His eyebrows were sharp and proud, unruly. All the cold and abstinent demeanor he showed in front of the world had faded away, leaving only the rebellious bone beneath his skin.
It was nakedly displayed in front of Caiyu.
Caiyu was intoxicated but also a bit frightened. The ferocious appearance of the young Prince of Yan was still fresh in her memory.
Especially at this moment, Song Yinghuai exuded an unprecedentedly wild and unfamiliar energy, as if he was going to devour her in the next moment.
His fingers lingered at the most mysterious part of Caiyu. His forehead pressed against hers, his pupils deeply reflecting into Caiyu's. His eyes were full of desire, and the corners of his eyes were tinged with spring. He let out a small series of fragmented and ambiguous chuckles.
"You often see me twirling the Buddhist beads in my hand. Have you ever wondered how it feels when my fingers touch your body?"
Caiyu trembled all over and gasped.
She didn't expect such words to come from the mouth of Song Yinghuai, who was like a gentleman.
But she didn't feel ashamed or lewd.
On the contrary, the more a cold and noble gentleman said such things, the more fascinating and alluring it seemed.
At this moment, Song Yinghuai didn't seem to be the one being seduced.
And she didn't seem to be the one taking the initiative.
As Song Yinghuai's finger that had twirled the Buddhist beads moved nimbly and stirred, she felt herself being gradually devoured, without the slightest thought of resistance.
She was even a bit willing.
Caiyu was in a daze. In her gradually hazy consciousness, she tasted the taste of being seduced by a man for the first time in her life.
A physiological tear rolled down from the corner of Caiyu's eye, sliding along her cheek to her rosy cheek. Her body trembled constantly.
She had never endured such lewd play before. For a moment, she didn't know whether it was shame or indulgence.
Song Yinghuai didn't stop his hand. He pressed against her extremely beautiful face at this moment, licking the teardrop into his mouth. His burning lips pressed against her delicate nose and slid down along the trace of the teardrop.
Caiyu almost jumped up as if she had been burned by a branding iron. However, before she could react violently again, Song Yinghuai had already wrapped his arm around her waist and almost barbarically pressed her down on the haystack.
Kisses fell heavily on every part of her body.
It was out of control.
The fire in the cave flickered, and the clear and ambiguous sound of entanglement echoed.
The trace of blood on Song Yinghuai's lips was swallowed by Caiyu again. The faint smell of blood spread between their lips and tongues.
However, this not only didn't affect their kiss but also further stimulated Song Yinghuai's animal nature.
Caiyu felt that she couldn't breathe. The air in her mouth was completely sucked out by the man. Especially his finger that had twirled the Buddhist beads was like a flame, circling inside her body, making her body extremely soft. She could only keep clinging to him, soft as a boneless red - chain snake.
She heard Song Yinghuai's voice, low and seductive like a devil:
"Yuer, do you want more?"
Her two long and weak legs instinctively curled up, and she subconsciously tensed up. Caiyu nodded randomly, and the tears in her eyes flowed even more fiercely.
"Your Highness, this servant wants..."
However, all the passion suddenly came to a halt -
Song Yinghuai suddenly withdrew his finger, stopped kissing, sat up straight, and looked at her coldly.
His extremely beautiful face was now full of intense and indelible coquettishness. His black hair was spread out under him, like blooming rosebay willowherb. His clothes were loose and almost couldn't cover his charm.
A sudden and intense emptiness welled up in her heart.
Lying on the ground, Caiyu's eyes were full of moisture. She gasped rapidly and stared blankly at the man who had suddenly changed his expression, unable to react for a moment.
"Your Highness?" Caiyu looked blankly at the man looking down at her. Suddenly, she felt extremely embarrassed.
At this moment, she was almost naked, while Song Yinghuai's clothes were intact except for his flushed cheeks.
She seemed to realize Song Yinghuai's intention. Embarrassed, she tugged at her torn clothes and tried to sit up from the ground.
Song Yinghuai turned around and no longer looked at her. His voice was as cold as ice:
"This is just a lesson for you today. If you keep using these little tricks, I have plenty of ways to teach you a lesson!"