Chapter 448 - 447: Passion

Chapter 448: Chapter 447: Passion

Du Yunluo lightly bit her lower lip and held Mu Lianxiao’s fingers.

Her eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness, allowing her to see Mu Lianxiao’s appearance, albeit not very clearly.

His gaze was intense, just like the warmth at his fingertips.

Du Yunluo took a deep breath.

With only ten days remaining before the raid, and half a month to return, the upcoming month might be the most important in her life.

Whether they could walk hand in hand into old age depended entirely on this month.

Du Yunluo wasn’t sure if the second household had laid any traps, nor whether they would succeed, but war itself was cruel, with casualties and unexpected events.

Just as Du Yun Ying and Du Yunnuo had once said, marrying a soldier was a grand gamble.

In her previous life, she lost the bet, defeated by the second household’s machinations, yet in this life, she chose to gamble again, risking everything she had.

The Bodhisattva allowing her to open her eyes and return to her pre-married life surely wasn’t to let her endure another half-life in bitterness?

She refused to believe that was her fate!

Yet, Du Yunluo’s heart remained uncertain, trying repeatedly to calm herself, but to no avail. She would become anxious and fearful, even though she disguised it before Mu Lianxiao to avoid worrying him. Deep down, the fear could not be dispelled.

Du Yunluo thought, perhaps only when the border war ended, when the second household’s filthy secrets were uncovered, when they could no longer harm Mu Lianxiao, would the fear buried in her heart completely dissipate.

The fingers she held moved slightly, brushing her palm, sending a shiver through her.

Mu Lianxiao chuckled gently, calling her: "Yunluo?"

Du Yunluo’s eyes turned, steeling her heart. As Mu Lianxiao’s other hand encircled her slender waist, she flipped over, straddling Mu Lianxiao.

She looked down at him from above.

The quilt slipped off, revealing Du Yunluo, draped in her long, dark, soft hair.

Du Yunluo was petite, and the weight pressing on Mu Lianxiao wasn’t heavy, but the visual angle was too surprising for him, causing his body to heat up instantly.

Mu Lianxiao remained still, deeply gazing at Du Yunluo, curious about what his delicate wife intended to do.

Du Yunluo’s hands rested on Mu Lianxiao’s chest. She stared unwaveringly into Mu Lianxiao’s eyes, whispering: "I know, war is dangerous, casualties are inevitable.

However, you promised me, you said, I wouldn’t worry, you wouldn’t be severely injured, you wouldn’t die, you would definitely return.

Promises made must absolutely not be broken."

In the hazy moonlight, Du Yunluo’s almond eyes sparkled, showing a mix of grievance and stubbornness.

Mu Lianxiao’s heart softened completely, sighing: "I will never break my promises to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Lianxiao felt the delicate, boneless little hands pressing on his chest slowly curl into fists.

Du Yunluo bit her molars, saying: "Hear me, you are not allowed to die, absolutely not, even if you have to crawl, you must crawl back to me.

If you break your word, dare to abandon me, dare to leave me alone, I will remarry, become another man’s woman!

If you don’t want me to become someone else’s woman, you have to return, no matter what, you must return!"

Du Yunluo’s voice trembled severely, she almost exhausted every bit of strength to make this clear.

Her vision blurred as if she wanted to say more, yet Mu Lianxiao’s hand had already captured the back of her head, forcefully pulling her down, kissing her cherry lips hard.

Falling onto Mu Lianxiao’s body, Du Yunluo didn’t cry out in pain, but her teeth clenched abruptly.

Mu Lianxiao sharply inhaled, the tang of blood prominent on his lips.

The gentle tip of her tongue lightly licked the wound, staining Du Yunluo’s pristine teeth with a hint of red. She said: "Your blood, only I can taste."

His heartstrings snapped.

Like fireworks exploding instantly, Mu Lianxiao’s eyes suddenly deepened, unfathomable.

Du Yunluo’s fragrance mixed with a faint hint of blood, more enchanting than usual, driving his obsession to madness.

His blood flowed rapidly, heating his skin, throbbing intensely as it surged downward, reddening his eyes.

Mu Lianxiao tightened his grip on Du Yunluo, flipped over abruptly, pressing her firmly beneath him, lowering his head to steal her breath.

His broad palms were not idle either, pulling open Du Yunluo’s inner clothing, pushing up her crimson undergarment.

Du Yunluo embraced him back, she didn’t close her eyes, but instead, unwaveringly stared at this man besieging her body.

Mu Lianxiao’s breathing grew heavier.

Compared to usual, his Yunluo was even more bold and passionate, not only responding to his kisses but also to his exploration.

The whispering moans between lips and teeth were so thin and dense, making Mu Lianxiao’s scalp tingle, fully merging her into his body, united as one.

Du Yunluo suddenly burst into tears, choking and sobbing, yet refusing to release her hold on Mu Lianxiao.

Mu Lianxiao suddenly remembered their wedding night, where Du Yunluo was clearly in excruciating pain, yet clung to him tightly, her passion overwhelming him.

He lowered his head to kiss her, the wound on his lips bleeding again, the scent of blood intensifying the kiss’s taste, stimulating his nerves.

Mu Lianxiao couldn’t stop, nor did he want to.

This had nothing to do with tenderness; he just wanted to take her fiercely, over and over.

Du Yunluo’s vision had blurred, consumed by a vast white light, traversing between heaven and earth several times, reaching her limit.

Normally, by this time, she would either beg for mercy or lose her clarity, yet this time, she remained clear-headed.

The scent of blood kept her awake.

The tides of passion surged like a great wave, climbing to the peak once again, then plunging down, causing Du Yunluo to lose consciousness.

Mu Lianxiao was also tired, neglecting tidying up, pulled the quilt over them, lying flat to catch his breath.

Du Yunluo’s head rested in the crook of his arm, her dark hair cascading over his arm, coloring her fair face rosy, vibrant as summer blossoms.

He let out a light sigh, caressing her visage as his gaze gradually softened.

He had been so fierce with her earlier, given her petite frame, she might not be able to rise tomorrow...

After resting for a quarter of an hour, Du Yunluo slowly regained her senses.

Her entire body ached severely, as if she had been disassembled and hammered, then reassembled.

Yet, she didn’t cry out, she even savored this agony.

It made her acutely aware that Mu Lianxiao was beside her, within reach.

Ignoring the pain, Du Yunluo nestled closer into Mu Lianxiao’s embrace, her smooth arms encircling his waist, holding tight: "If you can’t bear to leave me, then you must return."

Mu Lianxiao replied in a deep voice: "I will return."

Du Yunluo nodded heavily, her ear pressed against Mu Lianxiao’s heart, listening to his powerful heartbeat, falling into a deep sleep.