Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 339: Feeling Cold

Although it was a bit comical at the beginning, Ling's subsequent reaction was too direct. Zhuo's desire, which he had originally prepared to endure, finally broke through his patience, and he bit Ling's lips again.

Zero's lips are softer and more moist than his own.

Although Zhuo was worried that his dry lips might make Ling uncomfortable, his expression didn't look bad - as for why he had to observe the other person's expression when kissing...

Zhuo bit his lips lightly, and Ling began to move his body trembling slightly as if he was itchy, which gave Zhuo an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Zhuo heard a small "hmm" sound, not sure whether it was surprise or resistance, but after Zhuo pecked her lips lightly as if to comfort her, the sound disappeared.

No, sometimes there was the sound of swallowing saliva, punctuating the kisses.

Ah——I’m going to die.

Zhuo narrowed his eyes, kissed gently, kissed gently again, and then hugged the petite body with all his strength.

After a long and uninterrupted kiss, when Zhuo finally moved his mouth away, Ling immediately buried his face in Zhuo's shoulder, and then he heard Ling's somewhat rapid breathing in his ears.

“…Let me rest for a while.”

"oh oh……"

Ling murmured softly, "So that's how it is," but Zhuo heard something different in his ears, which made his heart beat slightly faster.

"……wash."

"Ok?"

"...You...are fine."

"what?"

"...Why do I feel that you...are much calmer than me in this regard."

"How can I be calm... How should I put it? Because the desire is too strong, I can't think of anything else in my mind. I just follow my instincts completely... But Zero, hehe..."

"?"

"Nothing, I just think it's cute when you hold your breath."

"..."

The answer to Zhuo was that the skin on his shoulder was bitten lightly through his clothes.

Zhuo is also a man, and it is impossible for him not to express something when he feels Ling's emotionally stimulating actions.

So he firmly held Zero's shoulders and forced her to half-reluctantly degenerate from the ostrich form and face him. Then, he kissed Zero's lips again, but this time he followed Zero's pace and only stayed at the level of lips touching.

As an alternative, Zhuo held the back of Ling's head with his palm and stroked it slowly.

As if they wanted to enjoy the wet feeling, the two of them slightly shifted their faces and touched each other. Just by doing this, Zhuo felt his heart beating like a tractor about to start.

“…Ha~~Ha~~Stop…Stop for a moment…”

In between kisses, Ling gently pushed Zhuo away, then placed his hands on Zhuo's chest, as if afraid that he would not let her go. Then he raised his body and looked up at Zhuo.

"… Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"I love you?"

"Not this, about why I couldn't sleep today."

"……Oh."

"Then?"

"Well, Zero and I made a deal. I'll be on his side, and you'll be mine."

Although saying this would make Ling seem like a thing being traded, Zhuo still said it. Zhuo knew that Ling didn't mind being said like this, or rather, on the contrary, she liked the feeling of being completely needed and controlled by others.

After living together for such a long time, not only Ling has gotten to know Zhuo better and better, but Zhuo is the same.

"I see."

"Won't you be angry?"

"No, I feel more guilty than angry."

"this is not--"

"Listen to me... Before I fell in love with Zhuo, I didn't think there was anything worth lingering on in this world. Just like kissing, before I fell in love with Zhuo, I didn't think kissing had any meaning. Apart from desire, I couldn't see anything else. Now I feel that if it's someone I like from the bottom of my heart, I will probably feel very happy."

"...Now, do you feel happy?" "Happy."

"……Me too."

"So, even though I feel guilty, I probably won't leave Zhuo."

"Haha, I won't let you go. I'll be at a huge loss then."

Ling looked at him with a carefree look in his eyes. Zhuo kissed him again, savoring the slightly sweet lips, and then Ling's body trembled.

Zhuo felt that she was reluctant, so he took her lips away.

Ling sighed and whispered softly, "It's not what you think~", and leaned forward to press against him, whispering, "Your body is so warm."

“…So it’s really cold?”

"……Um."

Although Lingyi did say it was cold when he first entered the room, no one would think so. Thinking back to the foreshadowing, it was more like he was expressing his desire to enter Zhuo's room than saying it was cold. So it's no wonder Zhuo said that.

But considering that it is still winter and Ling is wearing a thin nightgown, he will still feel cold.

Besides, Ling's pajamas were a short-sleeved dress style with her arms exposed, so it was no wonder she was cold.

"How about I help you warm up?"

"How to keep warm?"

Zhuo asked as a joke, but he didn't expect Ling to actually accept it.

"How would you like me to keep warm?"

"How do you think I want you to keep warm?"

"You think... this is not a good sentence to follow. Who did you learn this language from?"

"you guess."

"…Zero is starting to not tell the truth, too."

"It's just that someone doesn't want to admit it."

"Okay, okay, then I'll apologize to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Zhuo still maintained the posture of holding Ling in his arms, then slowly leaned back, and finally fell on the bed, bouncing slightly twice before stabilizing.

In his arms, a strand of light golden hair spread out, and his deep blue eyes widened as if frightened, and stared at Zhuo in disbelief.

She didn't seem to expect Zhuo to do this.

Zhuo kissed Ling's face lightly, and then rolled into the bed, grabbing the blanket under his body, and then rolled over to wrap around them. Ling seemed to understand what happened, and immediately dodged his eyes, which had been staring at him until just now. After thinking for a while, she slowly released the strength of her hand on Zhuo's chest and leaned her face against Zhuo's chest.

"Were you shocked?"

"……Um."

"I won't do anything for now."

"temporary."

"It just means I can't guarantee it... Now that I've said it, you're not allowed to ask for vengeance later."

"it is good."

"Zero's body is so soft."

"Ah."

"Zero's feet are so cold."

"Ah."

"I like Zero."

"Zero likes washing."

Zhuo felt warm when he heard Ling's words almost without any pause. He smiled and held out his arm. Ling blinked and understood what he meant, and rested his head on it without hesitation.

(Let me see if I can get through.)
(End of this chapter)