A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 683 From now on, you'll be inseparable from me!
Jiang Xinli's heart was filled with alarm.

She took a deep breath, trying to appear calm, and asked softly.

"Why are those guardians of the gods trapped in the illusion?"

The ambiguous atmosphere was broken as the young deity's deep blue eyes turned inky red, tinged with a hint of displeasure.

His fingertips hooked the shoulder strap of her nightgown, and he said in a tone that was neither too light nor too heavy, "Destiny."

Jiang Xinli wanted to ask more, but His fingertips had already brushed over her collarbone and moved a little closer to her.

His gaze fell on her delicate, rosy lips, and a slight tremor appeared in his calm eyes. "Want a kiss?"

Jiang Xinli subconsciously swallowed, about to turn her head away to refuse.

His cool lips pressed down.

The moment their lips touched, his fingertips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He then applied a slight pressure with his fingertips and pinched her chin.

Taking advantage of the moment she was in pain, he easily pried open her lips and deepened the kiss.

Therefore, He was not asking for her opinion.

He was simply informing her.

Realizing this, Jiang Xinli's anger flared up.

She reached out to push Him, but the moment her palm touched His chest, her fingertips curled up uncontrollably.

Something seemed to flash through my mind.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around His neck.

This action felt so familiar, as if she had done it to Him countless times.

Even His kiss carried a certain familiarity.

She even somewhat craved the feeling of being kissed by Him.

But she suspected it must be a hallucination.

After all, the other party is an omnipotent deity who can easily manipulate illusions and influence people's emotions.

Two emotions are tearing and struggling within me.

But in the end, she was still dizzy and lost in His kisses.

and so--

Did she and Him truly love each other deeply?
He is very good at kissing.

It was as if it could see through every inch of her sensitivity, easily causing her breathing to become completely disordered.

The arms that were around His neck fell limply to his sides.

She could only let him hold her tight, enduring his hot and lingering kiss.

The thousand years spent in the ultimate place were long and tedious.

Waiting to reunite with her is the only obsession that has sustained Him until now.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

He finally left her lips, but then gave her a light peck, as if he wanted more.

The color of his pupils turned into a gentle and tranquil deep blue, but with tiny specks of gold scattered within.

Like a sea where stars have fallen.

Even His usually unfathomable eyes rippled with a tender emotion:
"Do you remember it?"

He kissed her lightly again, his tone tinged with pleasure.

Jiang Xinli came to her senses, panting.

My mind went blank, but the lingering sensation on my lips felt strangely familiar.

“We really—” she said, choosing her words carefully.

His tone turned colder. "It seems you've forgotten."

Jiang Xinli looked up at Him, "A Yuan, I need some time."

She clenched her fist, then suddenly remembered something, presented the back of her hand to Him, and asked softly,

"Are these marks on my fingers from wearing a lot of rings in the past?"

He held her fair and delicate hand in his, his thumb gently stroking her knuckles:

"Yes."

Jiang Xinli glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, but couldn't detect any extra emotion in his eyes.

"What about the rings?"

“It’s ruined.” He paused in stroking the back of her hand.

"Destroyed?" Jiang Xinli frowned. "Why?"

“Because,” He looked at her calmly, his tone even but forceful, “I don’t like it.”

Jiang Xinli frowned even more deeply.

He looked up at her. "Like before, after some time, let's choose some again, shall we?"

Jiang Xinli didn't want to go. But she knew that He was just informing her, not asking for her opinion.

However, if we could leave this place...

Perhaps she can remember some things.

Thinking of this, she asked, "Where should I choose?"

“A planet rich in gems.” He paused, his eyes seemingly lost in memories. “We’ve been there many times.”

Jiang Xinli asked, puzzled, "But aren't you... unable to leave here?"

"With you by my side, I can briefly break the seal and leave this place." His deep blue eyes gazed intently into hers.

"So, from now on, you'll be inseparable from me, okay?"

Jiang Xinli: “.”

She didn't want to be with Him at all, let alone be inseparable from Him.

"Is it alright?" His voice deepened slightly.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

Having received permission, the corners of his lips slowly curved upwards.

His broad, calloused hands encircled her slender waist, and he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

Warm breath sprayed onto the delicate skin of her neck.

Jiang Xinli tried to turn her head away, but his other hand had already gripped the back of her neck.

"Do it?"

".Do??"

Jiang Xinli was stunned.

Realizing what was happening, her pupils contracted and her breath hitched.

Is He really a god?
“A-Yuan.” There was no shyness on her face, only distance and rejection, and her tone was very flat. “I’m not ready yet.”

It seemed they had already guessed her answer, or perhaps this was just a prank.

This time, He didn't get angry; He simply smiled and said, "Fine."

"Then let's continue kissing." With that, he covered her lips with his again.

Jiang Xinli didn't know when she fell asleep.

He kissed her again and again.

From suffocation to wakefulness.

He went from being lucid to suffocating.

The lingering burning sensation on her lips gradually blurred, and darkness, carrying fragments of memory, surged into her mind.

She dreamed that her neck was injured, and He took good care of her by her side.

Fearing she might worry that the medicine was poisonous or unpleasant to drink, He personally tested it for her.

I also dreamt of a black storm that swept in, obscuring the sun with yellow sand.

He didn't know what he had gone through, but he was covered in blood and returned from afar, just to hold her in his arms.

She also dreamed that she was abducted underground by a pangolin-like beastman.

He, too, was covered in wounds, but fought his way through to rescue her.

She dreamt that a ferocious blood wolf kidnapped her, and He rescued her once again.

His back, clad in white, was covered with flowers stained red with blood.

At first, her dreams were all about her being injured or in danger.

He repeatedly risked his life to rescue her from those bad people.

Later dreams became warm, romantic, and deeply affectionate.

She even dreamed of fiery red phoenix flowers falling in the wind.

On the pristine white sand, two figures intertwined.
“A-Yuan.”

The girl murmured softly in her sleep.

The young deity, who was supporting himself with one hand beside her, was leaning over and gazing quietly at her sleeping face.

His gaze fell on her neck, on the red dragon crystal pendant that shimmered with red light and was inlaid with rose-colored runes.

His fingertips trembled slightly.

"Ah Yao, you're so handsome." The girl suddenly murmured in her sleep.

The words were spoken softly, yet they pierced His ears clearly.

Temperatures plummeted, and the air froze into ice.

The runes around the red dragon crystal suddenly glowed faintly, illuminating His incomparably handsome profile in a half-light, half-shadow.

The girl smacked her lips and murmured vaguely in her dream, "A-Yuan, you're so handsome."

This time, He slowly curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

He leaned down again and kissed her lips.