Chapter 893 - 879: Empathy

When Wen Nanxi opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Su Muyao’s figure.

She was holding him, her eyes red, tears falling continuously.

"Nanxi, you’re finally awake, you really scared me."

The moment Wen Nanxi woke up, he saw the reflection of his true form in her eyes; he knew his wife had a deep-seated fear of snakes, so he automatically transformed into his human form.

His physical condition was severe before; he could barely maintain his human form.

When unconscious, he would automatically revert to his true form.

Now he felt that both his internal and external injuries had healed, so he could maintain his human form.

"I’m sorry, don’t cry, it’s my fault, it’s all my fault..."

Wen Nanxi reached out and held Su Muyao, lowering his head to kiss her tears away, soothing her gently with self-reproach.

He couldn’t bear to see her cry.

Making his wife cry, for any reason, was entirely his fault.

Wen Nanxi held her, continually apologizing, and comforting her emotions.

Just now, Su Muyao was really frightened; now she was being held and soothed in Wen Nanxi’s arms.

Especially since her whole body was buoyant in the water, she could only pinch her legs around him for support. Gradually, sensing something, Su Muyao’s ears turned a rosy red, her face flushing along with them.

"Nanxi..."

At this moment, Wen Nanxi’s injuries had healed. Just holding her, his lips grazing her brows and eyes, he couldn’t help but be moved.

His eyes had a faint blush spreading at the corners.

When he looked at her, it was with tender and lingering deep affection, so intense it seemed like waves about to engulf her completely.

Once in a trance, in dreamlike hallucinations, he held her like this, kissing her over and over, using his hands to trace every detail of her.

Feeling every warm and fragrant part of her.

His wife at this moment was soaked by the lake water, her thin clothes revealing and concealing, adding a fatal allure.

"Wife, you should leave first. In a while, I might lose my mind."

Wen Nanxi was breathing heavily, panting intensely.

Wen Nanxi used his self-control to say this, but in reality, his hands didn’t let go.

Reason and emotion were fiercely tugging in his mind.

Su Muyao saw the veins on his arms almost popping, the normally gentle person teetering on the edge of losing control.

She reached out and held his neck, bringing her lips up, lightly tracing his throat, "It’s okay to lose your mind."

"I want to..."

The last two words, Su Muyao murmured in his ear, letting him hear it clearly.

What she wanted.

Moreover, at this moment, when she climbed onto him forcefully, she didn’t even know where she brushed against, as if suddenly igniting a raging fire.

Wen Nanxi gasped sharply.

"Ayao, whatever it is, I’ll give it to you, my heart, my life."

With those words, Wen Nanxi could no longer hold back and lowered his head to kiss the lips he had longed for day and night.

"Mm..."

Being kissed by Wen Nanxi, both their bodies shivered intensely.

The longing in their hearts for each other rushed out like a torrent, grand and magnificent.

"I... I don’t want your life... You must... live well..."

In the whispering between lips and teeth, Su Muyao finished the sentence.

"Naturally after seeing Ayao, I will live well."

As long as he could see her, his whole being’s will became stronger.

When he couldn’t see her, it was easy to go mad.

At this moment, just touching her skin, tasting her breath, he felt a sense of intoxication.

His mind enraptured by her.

"But Ayao, it’s my fault that you still have the mind to think about these things."

Wen Nanxi’s breath grew increasingly hot, about to consume her completely.

She no longer had the mind to think about anything else, she couldn’t even talk.

But soon, Su Muyao felt something cool climbing up her calf, continually crawling on her leg.

Triggering waves of shivers.

"Mm..."

Su Muyao’s eyelashes trembled fiercely, her eyes misty with water vapor, she couldn’t help but widen them.

Her heart was about to leap out.

That... what was that?

"Nan... Nanxi..."

Her voice was completely blocked.

It was hard for Wen Nanxi to slightly release her, letting his lips fall to her neck’s collarbones, murmuring, "Don’t be afraid, that’s something I manifested with my spirit."

It’s equivalent to an avatar, but different from an avatar.

Because all the sensations of this little thing are shared with him.

Realizing what it was, Su Muyao swallowed hard.

This... this was too stimulating.

"So Ayao, I said, I might scare you, are you afraid?"

"If you’re afraid now, I might still be able to stop."

If he really sinks completely, he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

At this moment, Su Muyao looked up and clearly saw the darkness spreading in his eyes.

And when she looked down, she found that the green snake on her leg also carried a slight dark aura.

She knew he must be severely suffering from the backlash of beast power, and even his Spirit Sea was on the verge of corruption.

This time she wouldn’t hesitate and wouldn’t shrink back.

"Nanxi, I’ve missed you so much, you know what I’m thinking right now."

Su Muyao looked up, telling him with her eyes.

He could understand.

Moreover, her cheeks were already flushed, misted with water vapor, already ignited, she wouldn’t back down.

Although she could feel that, at this moment, Wen Nanxi was not as gentle as before.

But she still loved him very much.

Perhaps she even loved his assertiveness at this moment.

Because before, he was too gentle, too restrained, and very considerate of her feelings.

It’s different now.

Now he seemed to be shedding his reason.

She actually was curious to see what he was like when truly out of control.

But she also understood that only the satisfaction under loss of control could make his beast power backlash disappear.

...

As his lips fell, Su Muyao’s neck arched into an exquisite arc.

She panted heavily, couldn’t help but ask, "Is the backlash of your beast power very painful?"

In the world where the Divine Domain collapsed, beastmen all suffer backlash from beast power.

She knew through Xuan Che that the backlash would cause beastmen extreme pain, tormenting them.

Sometimes it would make them lose their senses.

Before, Xuan Che was like this, having to fall into slumber.

They would feel a bit better after sleeping.

Just now in the lake, Wen Nanxi was probably like this too when he fell asleep.

"It’s alright, not very painful."

Wen Nanxi’s voice was deep and husky, the little snake kept provoking Su Muyao.

Making her tremble continuously as if struck by lightning.

"This... little snake, what exactly is it?"

Su Muyao was somewhat unable to cope, her physiological tears kept overflowing.

While gently soothing her, Wen Nanxi spoke, "Do you still remember Jing Chu?"

Su Muyao’s expression changed, her misty eyes suddenly brightened, "He... he..."

Su Muyao gasped, wanting to ask.

But she dared not speak out, fearing to know he had vanished.

Seeing her expression, Wen Nanxi let his lips fall again on her brow and eyes, explaining, "He’s still alive."

"His consciousness was retained when they fused back then."

Even though he saw his wife caring for Jing Chu, he still felt a bit jealous.

Even if he was jealous, he still thought of his wife.

For those she cared about and loved, he wanted to stay for her.

Of course, Nan Feng hurt her once, and even at that time, his consciousness couldn’t remain, but the emotions were imprinted in their minds.

Even in their memories, there was Nan Feng’s memory.

So for a long time, his chest hurt so much he couldn’t breathe.

Even now, he couldn’t think of Nan Feng’s memories.

But even if he didn’t think about it, his memories would occasionally emerge.