I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 108 Hold me tight, hold me tighter

Hear him call himself by his first name.

Lian Xing was stunned for a long moment, the blush on her face slowly extending to her neck. She trembled and said, "You, how can you call me by my name? I have taught you to read and practice martial arts since you were a child. I am your strict teacher and also your adoptive mother. You..."

Shen Lang gently held her hand. "Right now, there are only the two of us in this room. There is no little aunt, and no Hua Wuque. There are only two unmarried men and women. It's that simple."

Lian Xing's face turned even redder, and she said angrily, "Why are you still talking nonsense like this? If you keep doing this, my aunt will be really angry!"

Before she finished speaking, Shen Lang suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Lian Xing was shocked and struggled subconsciously, but at this moment, Shen Lang suddenly groaned and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again.

Seeing this, Lian Xing immediately stopped struggling, fearing that her actions would aggravate his injuries.

Her eyes were full of concern and nervousness. "How could you go so far as to overstep the bounds of propriety and even dare to hug your aunt? Just by going out, you've become so unruly?"

Shen Lang looked at her seriously and said slowly, "I'm afraid that if I don't do this now, I may never be able to get close to my aunt in this life."

His eyes were full of sincerity, and Lian Xing didn't know what to say for a moment.

Then he asked softly, "Aunt, can you just let me hug you quietly like this?"

Lian Xing looked at his pale face and a trace of pity welled up in her heart.

Especially when she thought about his upcoming duel with Xiaoyuer, her heart softened.

So she nodded slightly to show her agreement.

"You can hug me if you want..."

Hearing this, Shen Lang immediately hugged her tightly in his arms.

Lianxing lay quietly in his arms, feeling his warmth and having an extremely peaceful heart.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and there were only the two of them left in the world.

This feeling was strange and wonderful to Lianxing. She immersed herself in it and forgot all her troubles and worries.

It was as if there was a string between the two of them, pulling herself towards Shen Lang.

Lian Xing knew that she would never forget this strong feeling.

But after a while, she felt Shen Lang's hands moving around on her body.

Lian Xing immediately came to her senses and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "No, Wuque, we can't do this, I'm your aunt...well..."

Before she could finish her words, Shen Lang sealed her mouth.

Let her unfinished words be drowned in the kiss full of affection.

At this moment, Shen Lang was like a hungry tiger, greedily absorbing her breath and carefully exploring every corner.

Lian Xing has not yet married and has only a vague understanding of matters between men and women, but she also clearly knows that their behavior at the moment is inappropriate.

Neither in Yihua Palace nor in their respective identities allowed them to be so intimate.

However, for some reason, she inexplicably felt as if she had found her home, and her heart, which had been drifting like duckweed, finally settled down.

She had felt empty and lonely for years, but now those feelings seemed to be slowly dissipating.

It seems that all the suffering and torture that I have ever endured seem insignificant at this moment.

Under Shen Lang's guidance, she gradually gave up struggling and even stopped thinking about anything, devoting herself wholeheartedly to this relationship.

Especially when the tip of her tongue touched that hint of sweetness, a strong desire surged in her heart, hoping to obtain more happiness.

Under Shen Lang's supreme charm.

Lian Xing seemed to have forgotten where she was and her identity.

At this moment, the only thing she remembered in her mind was the sweetness and warmth of this moment.

This beautiful moment will become the most precious memory in her life.

At this moment, she suddenly exclaimed: "No, Wuque, we can't do this!"

"Aunt, just treat me as if I'm not Hua Wuque..." Shen Lang said softly, "Don't you understand my feelings?"

"But..." Lian Xing still wanted to insist.

But just as she finished her words, she frowned and groaned, "Hiss...you cruel person——"

She gradually felt Shen Lang's face slowly turning into Jiang Feng's, and then changing back to his appearance.

Two lines of clear tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto the quilt beneath her.

This wasn't a fight that would go down in history. To give Lianxing a good experience.

Although Shen Lang did not exert his full strength, Lian Xing also felt limp all over.

She still couldn't believe what was happening.

He turned his head to look at Shen Lang, and his eyes met Shen Lang's, and their eyes collided.

Seeing Shen Lang's eyes full of affection, she couldn't help but feel her heart moved, as if those eyes were like tangled threads that could not be cut or untangled, entwining her heartstrings, conveying endless love and tenderness.

Lian Xing couldn't help but ask softly, "What are you looking at?"

However, when she realized that her tone was a little ambiguous, her face turned red like a ripe apple, and she quickly covered her face with her hands, fearing that Shen Lang would see her shy look.

Then he asked nervously, "Do I look ugly now?"

Facing Lian Xing's question, Shen Lang deliberately kept it a secret: "This question stumps me."

Then, he looked at Lian Xing seriously and answered firmly, "Because I have never seen my aunt ugly."

This sentence made Lian Xing's heart flutter. She couldn't help but scold, "When did you become so smooth-talking?"

Her face was completely red, and even her ears were tinged with red.

She hurriedly broke free from Shen Lang's arms, "If your aunt finds out, we'll both be dead!"

After being nourished by love, although it didn't last long, Lian Xing exuded a charming charm.

As beautiful as a newly blooming hibiscus, her noble temperament is enhanced by a touch of charm that is irresistible.

"Don't worry, little aunt. I heard that my eldest aunt went into seclusion." Shen Lang said, "That's why I dared to express my feelings to you, little aunt."

Lian Xing glanced at him and said quietly, "So what my sister said was true. You've broken through the ninth level of Mingyu Gong, and you've also mastered Yihua Jieyu to the extreme. Even if my sister attacks you with all her strength, you won't be hurt. You've deceived me so badly!"

"If not, how could I express my feelings to my aunt?" Shen Lang said.

"Alas!" Lian Xing sighed softly, "But it's not right for us to do this..."

The next moment, Shen Lang pulled her into his arms again.

He kissed her forehead and said softly, "What's wrong with that? We haven't done anything against the will of heaven. As long as we treat each other sincerely, even heaven will bless us. Besides, we can't control what others say."

"We can't control what others say, but what about my sister? Will she let us be together?" Lian Xing bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. "Besides, I'm your master. We broke a taboo, and you are..."

She wanted to tell you the mystery of Shen Lang's life experience, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

Because she knew how cruelly Yihua Palace treated traitors. Ever since the incident with Hua Yuenu, her sister's heart had become crueler and more vicious than anyone else's.

Speaking out now will only bring more trouble.

"What taboos are there?" Shen Lang said seriously, "Although it is true that you, my aunt, raised me since I was a child, we are not blood relatives. You are an unmarried girl, and I am an unmarried man. Even God cannot separate us."

"But my sister won't allow us to do this—"

Shen Lang immediately said, "I will find a way to deal with my aunt and will definitely not let her embarrass you. I, Hua Wuque, swear to love Lianxing forever and protect her forever. If you break this oath, I will be struck by lightning and you will not be allowed to..."

"You're crazy! I don't allow you to swear!" Lian Xing quickly covered his mouth.

She didn't want to know whether she was going to heaven or hell.

I only know that at this moment, I must be the most beautiful girl in the world.

The sweetheart has nothing to do with status, it only matters about romance.

She snuggled in Shen Lang's arms, quietly enjoying this moment that belonged to her.

"How am I crazy?" Shen Lang gently stroked her hair and said, "I just want to swear to treat my aunt well. In the future, we will have a lot of children. You will be a good wife and mother, and I will be a country boy, living a life of farming and weaving."

Lian Xing's face was as red as a ripe red fruit, and extremely hot. Her heart was filled with both sweetness and bitterness.

She waved her fist and gently hit Shen Lang, saying angrily, "You cruel little bastard, you always like to talk nonsense! What about having children? You'd better get past your sister first."

However, she couldn't help but sigh heavily in her heart.

Because she knew very well that if her sister knew about this, she would definitely be even crazier and more determined than before.

When she thought of this, Lian Xing suddenly felt a surge of fear, and her whole body began to tremble violently.

"It's true that today is a bit rushed, but after I get past my elder aunt, I will definitely use the eight-lift bridge to marry my younger aunt, and then spend a good night with you and enjoy a wonderful wedding night." Shen Lang said affectionately.

Lian Xing was slightly stunned and muttered to herself, "Eight-lift bridge? Wedding night?"

The cheeks that were flushed just now turned pale in an instant, and tears gushed out like a broken dam. The voice was as weak as a mosquito flying by: "Then let's see if God will give us such an opportunity. Hold me tight, hold me tighter..."

(End of this chapter)