Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 34 Crazy, I'm Only For You (1)
Murong Yuchi opened his mouth, and the next moment, Lian Yingtong pressed his lips with his fingertips, unwilling to be more wronged, "Don't lie!"

The extreme dull pain ran over his heart back and forth, and the soreness overflowed his throat.

Indeed, when he possessed her, he didn't treat her as a child, rolling in her young, tight and beautiful body, forgetting the fetters of blood, the identities of each other, the taboos of ethics and taboos, and the fact that she was only 15 years old. The roses blooming on the branches, he picked her and treasured them.

Listening to her who was pressed under him murmuring Brother A Lin, he had already been teased madly in his soft and sweet voice, occupying her body over and over again, loving her was painful and beautiful, and he gave her the deepest love.

In just a few days, he missed her every moment, wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, and kiss her soft and sweet lips.

Grabbing her wrist and pulling her up towards him, clasping the back of her head with his big hand to prevent her from struggling and moving, Murong Yuchi covered the lips that he had missed for a long time, rolled the sweet lips, and pried them open while she was confused. Between her teeth, the tip of the tongue pierced her mouth, rolled up the tip of her helpless tongue, slippery and soft, he sucked hard to absorb her fragrance, not allowing her to back down a bit, sucking until the tip of the tongue became numb, and she couldn't help trembling.

The crazy and deep kiss swept over the sky with the ecstasy and painful first night memory.

Lian Yingtong put her palms against Murong Yuchi's shoulders and chest, trying to resist him, her breathing gradually became difficult, but he kissed Wangqing fiercely, only willing to swallow her if she wanted to.

Tears gradually overflowed from her eyes, she was entangled by his breath and was about to suffocate, she could not cry for help, at the moment when she was struggling and was about to collapse, Murong Yuchi's strength suddenly weakened, and he let her go slowly.

Crazy as he was, still feeling embarrassed, he kept telling himself not to force her anymore, remembering her pale and desolate face kneeling in front of him.

I will die.

It's not that she's not worried, she trembles like a butterfly withered leaves in late autumn, but the determination in her eyes is so strong, he can't help it, he can no longer gamble with her life on a future with no results at all.

"You give me..." He took a deep breath, his headache was splitting, his purpose of bringing her here tonight was not to cause this situation.

The slight blush quickly faded from her cheeks, Lian Yingtong thought he was going to scold her to leave.

"I will go by myself, I don't need you to rush!"

She gave him her clean body as a reward for saving her life, and they will be cleared. As long as he doesn't provoke her, she will definitely not take the initiative to approach Murong Yuchi.

After a few steps, she rushed to the door. It was pitch black outside, and the wind was raging. She gritted her teeth and raised her feet to rush into the darkness.

Murong Yuchi held her back, and finished what he had just said in a low and trembling voice, "You stay here for me, I'll go!" After finishing speaking, he walked out without looking back, leaving her alone.

She is a little beast, once she gets angry, she lashes her teeth and flails her claws and doesn't give him a chance to speak. She clearly remembers every wrong thing he did to her.

He will never drive her away again, it's too late for him to get close to her so much.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and the sky and the earth were filled with the deafening sound of rain, but the torrential rain couldn't extinguish the fire of desire in people's hearts.

The bright candlelight in the room illuminated every corner, she sat with her knees crossed and stared at the closed door in a daze, isolated from the darkness and the sound of the rain, she was in the light, warm and peaceful.

She was inexplicably afraid of the dark, thunderous and rainy night, and her fingertips clenched the wool blanket on the ground, sinking deep inside, soft and comfortable.

Tonight, her sense of fear subsided, but she felt a heavy sense of loss and security.

Because Murong Yuchi is not around?Lian Yingtong took a deep breath, since she said that she wanted to break up this unethical love, she had to be completely clean.

My mother said, don't fall in love with someone you shouldn't love, she doesn't want to be hurt and hurt.

Even if she is selfish, she is greedy for the warmth and pampering given by Murong Yuchi, but she doesn't want to hurt herself again and again to return what he wants.

For a long time, she inexplicably felt something pulling her heart outside the door, and she had an urge to take a look.

Standing up abruptly, Lian Yingtong's outstretched hand pressed down on the door bolt and froze.

The man who was drenched in the rain stood silently. The moment the closed door suddenly opened in front of him, his phoenix eyes were slightly surprised, and then he returned to calm.

Four eyes met, only one eye Lian Yingtong closed her eyelids, her feet were limp, she bent down while covering her heart and slowly fell down the threshold.His fingertips turned white, and he clutched the wood tightly, wishing he could sink into it.

She didn't expect this to happen, she shouldn't have seen it...

In front of her falling to the ground, Murong Yuchi hurried over and hugged her tightly.

"Don't be afraid, Tongtong, I'm here." The tone was contemptuous and indifferent, saying the same simple words, unchanged for three years, she was already used to it.

Lian Yingtong's small face was as pale as paper, her clear and bright eyes were filled with tears, the face of the person in front of her was blurred, but his appearance was clearly depicted in her heart, it was so clear for the first time.

Unceasingly heartbroken, the soreness quickly traveled through the blood through the limbs and bones, the mood changed slightly, and even Yingtong didn't know it, panicked and couldn't choose a path but couldn't take a step.

She really doesn't understand him, she doesn't understand why this man is like this?

There is no end to the darkness of this relationship, and there is no hope for the future. It has to bear the scorn and ridicule of the world, and it will never be redone in life.

He pursued this hopeless emotion hard, gave everything for it, and was willing to bear the bloody and heavy pain and pain. Is it really worth it?

The rain washed his skin cool, Murong Yuchi's low fever turned into a high fever, his breathing was hot, his pale and dry lips, his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a trace of water vapor, and his usual coldness was slightly subdued. Long hair flowing all over his body, covering his long and sturdy body, every inch of his skin is perfect, it is not too much to describe Murong Weichi at this moment as soft and charming as water.

He lay the pillow between Lian Yingtong's knees, and let her dry his body little by little, as well as the wet hair, his little hands went deep into the hair, and the fingertips pressed against his scalp, gently rubbing the acupoints.

The room was silent, and suddenly, a drop of hot tear rolled down and fell on Murong Yuchi's lips, the salty mouth aroused the pain he had endured for a long time.

"Hitomi..."

"You have a high fever, don't talk." She kept tapping her fingers. She couldn't close her eyes for several days and nights and had a high fever. When the man started talking, the hoarse tone made her tremble uncontrollably.

Murong Yuchi let out a long breath, closed his eyes and said slowly: "You haven't told me, do you like our home?" He reached up and touched her face habitually, his palm was cold and wet.

He froze there for a moment, then turned to rubbing her hair.

"Can you stop talking, please don't talk!" She cried with restraint, and inadvertently lowered her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. Murong Yuchi's black and deep phoenix eyes shone with starlight, and her eyes suddenly fell. Bright and dark.

"Tongtong, are you afraid I'll say something to you?" Murong Yuchi hooked her arms around her snow-white neck, easily making her bow her head, and she heard him breathing steadily, spraying his scorching breath on her cheeks, behind her ears, and on her neck. .

Tears crawled all over her delicate and small face, she was afraid of hearing what Murong Yuchi said to her?
He licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, and smiled slightly, "I'm afraid I'll tell you, Tongtong, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The playful smile pierced her heart again, he was too good at guessing people's thoughts, that emotion, that scene, that sentence, a few simple words, made her feel sad.

She is greedy for warmth and his favor, she lacked these things since she was a child, Murong Yuchi gave her these things, the endless supply, the scorching heat warmed her cold heart.

In the world, he was indeed the best to her.

At that moment, she was horrified to realize that this was different from the feeling Bi Xiao gave her, and she was afraid that she would never get such favor again in the future!
Holding him softly in his arms, Lian Yingtong burst into tears and said in a trembling voice, "Murong Yuchi, you better clear your head, you are almost incurable! You know, you shouldn't treat me like this, you will regret it , you will definitely regret everything you have done to me today!" At the end of the speech, there was a bit of hatred between gnashing of teeth.

Why did you come to provoke her, why didn't you let her go?

She lowered her head and bit his neck hard, and he sucked in a breath of cold air, with a charming smile on his lips, and his palm stroked her hair, as if Lian Yingtong was not biting his flesh again, but sucking/kissing like a lover he.

He would rather bear the bloody pain than meet her.

"I know you can't stand my kindness to you, but you don't know how much my heart suffers. You once made a wish to bear my pain. How about it, does it feel good?"

Her lips were in severe pain, and she bit his mouth that refused to shut with tears in her eyes.

Murong Wei turned over suddenly and quickly pressed her under him. From the moment Lian Yingtong opened the door, he suppressed the excitement in his heart. He was sure that she had feelings for him, even if it was just a little bit.

"We won't have a good result." Tears continued to overflow and Lian Yingtong covered her eyes.

"Then die together!" Murong Yuchi supported her body, severely blocked her breathing so that she couldn't think any more.

During an autumn rain, Lian Yingtong lay on the bed crying until she had no tears.

It was still dark, and the candles in the room were faintly lit. Murong Yuchi also stayed up all night, his cheeks rubbing against her delicate skin, gentle and delicate again and again.

After crying for a long time before falling asleep, she never said a word to him.

There was no strong rejection as usual, but it didn't mean that she accepted her so quickly. The little affection for him was too weak, too weak for her to persist, and maybe she would stay away from him again when she woke up.

Sensing her slight movement, Murong Yuchi brushed away the hair on her forehead with his fingers, "Can you stay for a while before leaving?"

Lian Yingtong closed her eyes tightly, her cochlea was itchy from his warm breath, he seemed to be waiting for her accurate answer.

He didn't take her back, and she didn't know where this place was, so she couldn't rush back to the palace before dawn.

"Ah."

Responding slightly, Murong Yuchi smiled and kissed her earlobe, and thoughtfully covered her with the quilt before leaving.

As soon as Murong Yuchi left, the heat in the quilt gradually dissipated, she felt cold, so she couldn't help moving towards the place where he was sleeping, and the warmth left on the quilt was absorbed by her.

After waiting for a while and still not seeing him, Lian Yingtong was afraid that the time would not be up, so she just sat up feeling cool, and it seemed that the weather had really turned cold.

Wearing his robe and stepping barefoot on the deep soft carpet, she opened the window, and she couldn't help shivering against the cool wind. She wrapped her robe tightly and carefully looked at the courtyard that she hadn't seen clearly last night.

He said that this was his and her home, the weather was unclear, Murong Yuchi was busy lighting a fire in an orderly manner in the small kitchen in the courtyard, the smoke from the cooking wafted into the dark night sky, the kitchen with candles became the warmest place in her eyes.

The husband who loves her dearly washes his hands and makes soup for her every morning, and she just takes care of being a happy little wife in the warm bed.

Lian Yingtong's clear water eyes gradually heated up, and she unconsciously smiled slightly as she looked at the busy man.

Unexpectedly, he turned his eyes back, and the two looked at each other, her sweet smile made Murong Weichi slightly startled.

Like a frightened bird, she drew back and closed the window.

Is the feeling in your heart considered worrying about gains and losses?Murong Yuchi covered his heart, although he didn't smile, his eyes were surprisingly soft.

Hurrying all the way back to Guanju Palace, the sky gradually brightened, the rising sun jumped out of the clouds to disperse the mist, the air was damp and cold after the heavy rain, took her away last night, even Yingtong was wearing thin clothes, she untied Murong Yuchi's cloak and gave it back he.

The big hand wrapped around her small palm and did not let go, Lian Yingtong glanced at him, lowered her head stubbornly and pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

"Does it still hurt?" Murong Yuchi pulled her closer.

Lian Yingtong shook her head, he kissed uncontrollably and bit the tip of her tongue, and in the morning she clumsily drank porridge and got burned again, her tongue was so painful that she was about to cry.

His inaudible breath came from the top of his head, and the clear breath sprayed in front of her immediately, with a soft voice coaxing her, "Open your mouth, show me." After speaking, the other hand supported her chin, thumb and index finger respectively Gently touch the sides of her cheeks, the posture is that if she doesn't open her mouth to show him, then he will do it himself.

She quickly glanced at the dormitory, worried whether Murong Lanxin had woken up.

"Just show me." Murong Yuchi knew what she was worried about, and after calculating that the fragrance of time and fragrance was almost exhausted, sister Huang could wake up at any time.He lightly pinched her palm a few times, making Lian Yingtong even more anxious.

She had to raise her jaw slightly and open her mouth obediently, her bright red lips parted slightly, and the tip of her tongue protruded slightly, the pink tip of her tongue turned bright red.Murong Yuchi lowered his head suddenly, to her surprise, he held the small slippery tongue in his lips, sucked and swallowed lightly, before rolling his lips between Lian Yingtong's lips.

The deep kiss between lovers, the first time I kissed her in the daytime like no one else, I didn't care about Murong Lanxin who might walk out the next moment and saw this scene.

Lian Yingtong's hands and feet were weak from fright, and his movements seemed gentle, but she just couldn't break free, and her shallow and silent laughter caused her chest to tremble slightly.

Satisfied and overwhelmed, Murong Yuchi slowly let go of her, his eyes turned for an instant, his voice was low and hoarse, "Call out to Brother Ah Lin, and I'll let you go, otherwise I'd still kiss you like this."

Seeing her shy and nervous, her fair cheeks slightly flushed, her pink lips parted and she said in a low voice, "Brother Ah Lin." It was easy to break free from his palm, and Lian Yingtong turned and hurriedly looked at her. Run to the bedroom.

The door of Guanju Palace was pushed open vigorously, and the door hinges creaked, causing Yingtong to stop abruptly. The blue figure outside the door was cold and stern, with deep facial features and tense, thin lips tightly pursed into a line, and blue eyes full of anger. It was dark.

Lian Yingtong's face was pale, she stood still, her whole body collapsed.

He came back, and he saw all the scene that happened...

Murong Yuchi's expression was normal, he was not surprised by Murong Bixiao's appearance, and walked towards Lian Yingtong.

"You are not allowed to touch her again" Murong Bixiao scolded in a cold voice, and slapped Murong Weichi quickly and fiercely with all his strength.

Both of them have high martial arts skills, he went all out in a rage, Murong Yuchi restrained his mind and dodged it dangerously, he leaned on Lian Yingtong's shoulder and whispered, "Little boy, listen to brother Ah Lin, don't move around." Provocative but full of gentle pampering.

He pushed her back several steps with his palm force, and Murong Yuchi's figure was always in front of her, preventing her from any possible harm to her.

"You, don't hurt him!" She was so anxious that she pleaded.

Murong Yuchi's eyes were cold, and Murong Bixiao was in her heart when she was in the most critical moment.

"Tongtong come here!" Murong Bixiao tried to speak calmly to her.

"Bi Xiao, I know you are very angry, I..." How else could she explain it?Lian Yingtong's face turned green and pale, she couldn't tell anyone about what happened between her and Murong Yuchi.

"You're right, he forced you!" Murong Bixiao strode towards her, but Murong Yuchi refused to budge.

For many years, the two have not had such a close encounter, and there is no brotherhood at all in the emperor's family, even if father and son are separated by the gift of emperor and minister.

His biological mother was a dancer who had paid tribute to Fanbang, who gave birth to him after being favored overnight. His father and emperor were basically dispensable to him as a son. He lost his mother's protection when he was young. Although he was a prince of half blood, he was not unaffected by it. be cold.

Murong Yuchi is the queen's son, and what he got far surpassed him.Murong Bixiao and him have been competing in secret since they were young. When the late emperor passed away, he went to the remote fiefdom of Minyue when he was a teenager.

With the cold palace and cold brotherhood, Murong Bixiao has long since lost any nostalgia for Nanming.

Only Tongtong, the little girl who had been waiting for him for nine years, caused Murong Bixiao to willingly put aside the plans that Murong Bixiao had deployed for many years. He even disobeyed his adoptive father who raised him as an adult.

He received the news from Lian Yingyue, and he rushed back to Nanming day and night to see her, just to see her well, but he saw the most intolerable scene.

Murong Yuchi, who is flirtatious and charming everyone, looked at Murong Bixiao with a light and shallow smile, but his eyes were covered with frost.He held Tongtong's hand with a natural expression, even if the favor was weak, it was only after he was stabbed many times that he exchanged it.

How can you let go so easily.

"Murong Yuchi, you are her imperial uncle!" Murong Bixiao's eyes turned red with anger, "She is just a child, what are you trying to do to me!"

"Aren't you her uncle? How come you can force your niece to like you, but I can't?" Raising his eyes to glance at Lian Yingtong's pale face full of tears, Murong Yuchi looked cold.

He suppressed the pain, and at this point, he would not give her another chance to regret it.

(End of this chapter)