Chapter 596: Purple Death’s Strange Feeling (5)

Chapter 596: Chapter 596: Purple Death’s Strange Feeling (5)

Purple Death’s purple eyes widened for a brief instant.

Then her expression cooled again, as if she refused to give him the satisfaction of surprise.

"Hmph... is this all you ever think about—"

Li Feng did not let her finish.

He leaned in and kissed her forehead

"...!"

The gesture was so sudden, and so gentle, that Purple Death trembled slightly.

Before she could prevent it, her cold demeanor softened, and the sharpness in her eyes lessened.

For a moment she simply lay there beneath him, caught off guard by a warmth that had nothing to do with lust.

Purple Death’s beautiful face even flushed slightly as she bit her lower lip, but then she saw the smug look on his face.

"...Hmph."

She scoffed at once and turned her face away.

Seeing such adorableness, Li Feng could not help but chuckle.

He was beginning to understand Purple Death a little.

She was cold and deadly on the outside.

But inside... she was quite soft.

Perhaps it was because she had never experienced warmth in her past.

The moment he gave it to her, even something as simple as a kiss on the forehead, Purple Death seemed to melt... just a little, and only for him.

Li Feng did not let her hide for long.

He reached out and touched her cheek.

His fingers were warm, tracing the faint flush she had tried to turn away from him.

He turned her face back toward him with unhurried ease, thumb brushing just beneath her eye as if he were admiring something rare.

"So this is what you look like when you melt," he teased softly.

Purple Death’s purple eyes glared at him.

"...Don’t get carried away."

But she did not slap his hand aside.

And Li Feng’s smile deepened at this.

He leaned closer, his breath brushing her lips, his thumb still stroking her cheek in slow, lazy circles.

He then whispered more quietly, almost tenderly,

"You’re even prettier when you pretend to dislike it."

Purple Death trembled.

The words were only praise, yet they struck deeper than his hands ever had.

Her cold expression loosened again, and that same softness returned to her eyes before she could hide it.

Her face reddened, blooming from her cheeks all the way to the tips of her ears.

Li Feng watched her closely.

Then he understood that she was weak to praise.

It should not be forced or done with teasing.

It should be spoken with warmth.

His thumb lingered on her flushed cheek as that quiet realization settled in his chest.

This deadly woman, who could swallow him whole without blinking and speak of killing her own father without fear, grew helpless the moment he told her she was pretty.

Sensing the strange, intoxicating fragrance rising from the woman beneath him, Li Feng’s smile deepened.

"I see," he murmured. "So that’s how it is." He leaned down and kissed her neck.

"My Purple Death is not just beautiful," he continued, kissing her again, more gently, just beneath her ear,

"but also very soft."

She gasped in response.

"...Uhh...Y-You..."

His lips lingered there as he kept praising her in a low voice, each word pressed into her skin like a secret.

Purple Death’s resistance seem to melted with every one of them.

Slowly, the tension in her shoulders eased.

Her head tilted slightly, giving him more of her delicate neck even as she refused to admit she had done so.

She simply let him kiss her while avoiding his gaze.

Sensing that Purple Death no longer had any resistance, Li Feng released her wrists.

At the same time, his hands were not kept idle.

Taking advantage of that rare, cute state, Li Feng slowly began to undo her robe around her chest.

His fingers found the clasp first, then the inner fold of her dark robes.

Slowly... he parted the fabric with unhurried care, drawing it open one layer at a time until the swell of her breasts was no longer hidden.

Lifting his head from her neck, Li Feng’s eyes lit up as he gazed at her large breasts, which were much fuller than her stern expression had implied.

It was pale, heavy, and beautifully shaped, rising and falling with each uneven breath, the peaks already slightly stiffened from his earlier kisses.

’How cute,’ he mused.

Meanwhile, Purple Death covered her face with one forearm, trying to ignore his gaze.

Even so, she could feel the cool air touching her skin as her breasts were once again exposed in front of this... this man.

Initially, a wave of shame washed over her, followed by a reluctant sense of anticipation.

These two emotions intertwined, causing her thoughts to become jumbled and confused.

’What am I doing...’

Her ears burned.

’This is supposed to be disgusting and stupid...’

At first, Purple Death had only told herself that this was part of their deal.

That she should take the initiative, get pregnant as quickly as possible, and feel nothing.

But now...

’I should kick him off. I-I should...’

Then, feeling her heart pounding against her chest, her thoughts collapsed all at once.

’Ahh... I don’t know anymore.’

But then—

"...Ha...!"

She flinched.

A familiar rough palm closed around her soft flesh, squeezing her breast with slow, greedy certainty.

The heat of his hand sank in at once, kneading that heavy swell until a faint sound caught in her throat.

Li Feng felt amazing as he watched his hand.

The pale, large flesh of her breast overflowed between his fingers, soft and heavy, yielding to his grip only to swell back into his palm the moment he eased it.

He kneaded her slowly, watching the way that fullness changed shape under his hand, and a low breath escaped him.

He never got tired of this.

His thumb brushed over the stiffened peak, circling it as he squeezed again, greedier this time.

"..."

Purple Death said nothing.

She used both forearms to cover her face.

But she did not realize that by doing so, her prominent breasts were pushed up even more, perking toward him as if trying to entice Li Feng.

And as expected, Li Feng took the bait.

He leaned down and closed his mouth around that enticing pink bead.

Gulp.

Purple Death gasped.

"Haa...!"

The sound slipped out before she could hide it, sharp and startled, as his tongue dragged over the stiffened peak and sucked it in with slow, greedy heat.

Slurp...

Slurp...

Slurp...

Li Feng was like a baby, sucking one side earnestly before switching to the other, then back again, as if he could not decide which one he wanted more.

"Haaa... Uhh.... Ahh..!"

Purple Death’s back arched slightly despite herself.

She tried to keep calm, but... it was not working.