The King of Curses

Chapter 226 Jealousy and Greed

The fierce battle is going on.

The man and woman who had their first time with each other turned into two beasts that symbolized love and desire.

The affectionate entanglement suddenly turned into greedy biting, and then into ruthless mutual invasion and injection...

Ordinary lovers probably cannot achieve this level of success during their first time together. They often test each other, learning and trying things immaturely.

In the beginning, Cen Dongsheng and his sister Zhizhen did the same, but they were spell masters with different physical constitutions from ordinary people. With the fire in their hearts still burning stronger and stronger, they continued to follow their instincts to explore higher levels of experience, and the immaturity soon disappeared in these repeated attempts.

On one side is a top-class spell-binding master who has a vast ocean of true Qi and has reached the pinnacle of all "human" qualities. On the other side is a sorcerer who relies entirely on his tyrannical physical strength and is a potential top-class spell-binding master. The physical qualities of the two are incomparable to those of ordinary people.

In this fierce intercourse, Cen Dongsheng gradually gained the upper hand.

After all, this is the area he is best at. If the body of a special-class curse master is a "perfect man", then he is a superman. Even the future philosopher king cannot be compared with him in this area. Naturally, he still restrained his strength during the whole process and it was impossible for him to show his true strength in bed.

But the elder sister had her own way of dealing with it. With her gentle embrace that was a mixture of magic and motherhood, she accepted everything about the man, making him feel like he was gradually turning into a pool of spring water, melting into her body...

The incomparable sweet experience paralyzed the man's brain, like a predator, making him unwilling to resist.

Cen Dongsheng gritted his teeth, knowing that only by restraining his desires could he take control and attack with a violent offensive.

……

"Dong dong!"

Not long after, there was a sudden "bang" sound from below.

The two of them paused for a moment, it turned out that the lamp hanging from the ceiling in the living room had fallen down.

"You're really... strong."

Sister Zhizhen's tone was hoarse, as if she was teasing.

Cen Dongsheng looked embarrassed. He was about to get up, but his arms were entangled the next moment. The woman under him invited him again:
"Do you want to continue?"

Similar question to before.

Cen Dongsheng looked down at her eyes, which were dark and deep, like a mountain lake in the early morning, covered with a thin layer of mist.

He caressed the sweat-soaked cheek lovingly and brushed away the messy hair. His answer was self-evident:

"of course."

*
Half an hour later, dark clouds covered the sky and the storm really came.

The heavy rain washed over the entire city with a devastating force, cleaning every corner. Thunder weaved a silver-purple light net in the clouds, and the rain curtain blurred the boundary between heaven and earth.

The noisy sounds coming from outside the window were blocked out by the window glass; this dim room seemed isolated from the world.

As the raindrops fell, the violent sound of the collision of flesh disappeared in the splashes of water hitting the eaves.

The male and female protagonists lying on the bed still maintain the posture of entangled bodies, but the amplitude is no longer violent. Instead, they move slowly like snakes, but still refuse to let go of each other, like a symbiotic vine.

The bed sheets were soaked with water, and the remaining sweat was steaming. The woman's slender knuckles were white, and there were more than one fresh scratch on the man's muscular body. The high-heeled glass that An Zhizhen had brought earlier rolled to the side of the bed. The sweet and sour smell of champagne remained in the air, intertwined with the barely perceptible smell of blood from the wound.

Her long black hair spread out like crow feathers, like a blanket under her body.

They lay in bed, looking at each other with loving gaze; their breathing rates gradually synchronized in the intervals between thunders, and their heartbeats, breathing and the pulses beating in their necks became secret channels connecting them to each other.

The hum of the dehumidifier and the rhythm of raindrops hitting the window just became the background. In this silent world, the only thing that can be heard is the other person's voice, and the only thing that can be felt is the warmth of the other person's body...

Until Cen Dongsheng felt that the afterglow on his body was gradually dissipating, the damp and wrinkled sheets under him began to make him feel uncomfortable.

"Drip, drip."

The bedside clock chimed and the time on the display was 19:00.

This time used to be the time for three people living under the same roof to have dinner together.

But things are different now. He and An Zhizhen have been hanging out outside all day. After they came back, they were so excited that they gave each other their first time...

There is no room for a "third person" to intervene.

I met my sister on the way, and then conflicts were inevitable...but nothing cruel happened.

Just like there is a certain tacit understanding between Cen Dongsheng and An Zhizhen, the progress of their relationship has always been silently watched by Yi Qingyan, so she also has a certain tacit understanding with them.

Yi Qingyan chose to avoid him. So, she did not show up all day.

“…It’s time to get up.”

After the climax, Cen Dongsheng, who was in the sage time state, finally remembered his sister, and his mood was inevitably complicated.

Sitting up from the darkness, he looked at the glass blocked by the curtains, listened to the sound of water drops splashing on the eaves, and the heavy rain was still falling.

"yes……"

The woman's voice sounded like a sigh, and then she sat up. She was naked, and her skin, as white and smooth as mutton-fat jade, was gleaming with a faint light, like a statue of a goddess made with exquisite craftsmanship.

"us……"

Cen Dongsheng opened his arms, rolled up the wet sheets, and wrapped them around them. His breath brushed across her sweaty shoulders, causing tiny goose bumps; he crossed his arms around her waist, gently stroking her abdomen, feeling the warm touch.

At this time, the man's palm was gently grasped.

"Hey, you don't want to continue, do you...?"

"Don't make me sound like a pervert."

"do not you?"

There was a hint of laughter in the woman's tone.

The affectionate words melted on the tip of her tongue. An Zhizhen slowly wrapped her slender fingers around the man's strong and powerful knuckles, changing the position of their handshake. When their fingertips touched, it seemed as if a tiny electric current ran through them.

He lowered his head to look down at the woman's face. Her delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shadow like a butterfly's wings.

"Dongsheng, I want to see the rain."

"...Okay, I'll go open it."

The curtain was pulled open, and light shone through the gap, illuminating the sweaty faces of the two people.

The traces of rain on the glass windows were like wet sacks, falling heavily and sealing the room into a cocoon.

Thunder rolled and rumbled deep in the clouds.

They just hugged each other, listening to the resonance in each other's chests, and quietly watching the heavy rain outside the window. The air in the room was filled with dampness.

"Cuckoo."

They maintained this intimate posture for a long time until the man's stomach began to rumble with hunger.

"……what."

Cen Dongsheng said.

"I'm a little hungry because I've consumed too much energy during exercise."

The woman in his arms burst out laughing.

"Why are you talking about this so seriously?"

The elder sister turned around and caressed his face lovingly.

"Okay, I'll go cook for you."

"I'm here to help."

The man and woman who had been entangled from the afternoon until late at night finally separated reluctantly and got out of bed.

"Why don't you take a shower first? And make up the sheets."

The man glanced at the messy bed.

"Of course, I'll pack it right away." An Zhizhen opened the closet and took out clean underwear and nightgown. She turned around holding the clothes and saw Cen Dongsheng staring at her without blinking. She quickly guessed his thoughts and asked with some amusement:

"You don't still want to come into the bathroom with me?"

"...can't you?"

"It's not impossible, I'm just worried that you won't be able to hold back again... Then we won't be able to eat until very late."

"Ah ha ha……"

*
The storm continued until late at night. The rain beat against the glass with a dense and crisp rhythm, like a sonata of nature. Occasionally, lightning like a god's long sword could be seen cutting through the dark night.

The wooden window frames of the library trembled in the wind and rain, and the curtains were stained with dark water marks by the rain that seeped in. In the reception room filled with books, a table lamp cast a warm orange glow.

Yi Qingyan was sitting on the small mountain of books. This was her exclusive seat from which she could look down at everyone. The girl supported her chin with one hand, leaning on the stack of books, her calves wrapped in black cotton socks swaying gently.

"This is why I'm sad, do you understand?"

Although she said "sad", she actually looked bored, as if she had anticipated everything.

"What……?"

Fu Qianlan looked shocked, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

When the president told her to get back to work, the woman didn't actually leave.

She knew the president's character. Although he was ruthless when it came to killing people, he was usually "gentle" towards his subordinates - not the kind of gentleness that only appeared on the surface, but rather the kind of casualness that didn't care.

Fu Qianlan respected her from the bottom of her heart; but on the other hand, she also saw her as a junior who deserved her care and love...

"Why do you look so incredulous? Isn't that what you want to know?"

"No, but..."

The woman frowned.

Of course, she didn't think Yi Qingyan couldn't fall in love. It was human nature for men and women to love each other. If the president was a high school girl in her prime like she looked, it would be natural for her to have dreams of love. It wasn't even surprising that she liked a man who had a girlfriend...

But this is just jealousy from other girls, the president's behavior is really too humble.

"Do you think I'm pathetic? Huh?"

Yi Qingyan smiled, but it was a cold and mocking smile.

"How dare you."

Fu Qianlan quickly lowered her head.

"Okay, this is the answer you wanted to know. Are you satisfied? If so, let's go."

Yi Qingyan once again issued an order to expel the guests.

"…I might be able to help."

the woman said softly.

"Oh, how can you help?"

"I can……"

Fu Qianlan tried to give her advice based on her own experience, but she spoke haltingly and it was obvious that she was not very good at it. Yi Qingyan listened for a long time and then started laughing to herself.

"What a chatterbox you are. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to have a subordinate like you."

She raised her head and looked at the window covered with rain, as if she had a premonition.

"I don't want to chat with you anymore. It's getting late. I need to go home."

Having said that, she stopped listening to her subordinates' nagging and the girl's frail figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

……

When Cen Dongsheng was drinking water, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him.

He turned his head and found that the little girl was staring at him with her hands behind her back, expressionless.

Her posture seemed pretty, but there was an inexplicable chill in her.

"Brother, are you having a good time today? I've been laughing unconsciously the whole time."

"Uh……"

Cen Dongsheng's hand holding the cup stopped in the air, and he was speechless for a moment. At this time, the man noticed that the girl's hair was slightly damp.

"Were you caught in the rain on your way back?"

He quickly took a towel and covered Qingyan's head with it, as if he was rubbing a cat's head.

"It's okay, I was just careless... I haven't mastered the method of accurate positioning for long-distance space transfer yet..."

While the little girl was still mumbling, Cen Dongsheng had already dried her hair skillfully and threw the towel aside.

"Qingyan, you're back."

He sighed.

"Yes, I'm back. I came back on time."

Yi Qingyan raised her eyes and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Is it not disturbing my brother and sister's nighttime activities?"

“…It’s over.”

"..."

Cen Dongsheng looked frank, while Yi Qingyan grabbed the man's sleeve, pulled him close, put her nose to his neck and sniffed hard.

"I've already showered."

"Really? But I still smell a very strong odor. It's really...uncomfortable."

The girl reluctantly let go of his hand.

"Hmph, I'm going back to sleep. Don't disturb me. If you make too much noise at night, I'll take action."

After saying this, she turned around and went upstairs without looking back.

……

Gazing at the girl's back, Cen Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Sister Qingyan's attitude was not very friendly, she finally returned home...

His heart was relieved and he couldn't help yawning.

I wanted to say goodnight to Sister Zhizhen, but I found that the woman who usually studies in the study at this time was sleeping on the table. Compared with her usual elegant posture, she looked lazy and defenseless.

…It seems he is not the only one who is “over-consumed”.

He picked up the woman, placed her on the made bed, tucked the quilt carefully, and returned to his room.

……

Tonight, Cen Dongsheng slept well and had a sweet dream.

He dreamed of having sex with Sister Zhizhen again, of tasting the forbidden fruit with Sister Qingyan for the first time, and even dreamed of sleeping in the same bed...

When he woke up the next day, even he was speechless at his own shamelessness and fantasy.

Human greed really has no limits.

(End of this chapter)