Survival Rules in the Otherworld

I feel sad when Ming Wuyou ignores me, but I feel extremely happy when Ming Wuyou praises me.

Things will become strange as soon as I leave Ming Wuyou. I will only feel at ease when Ming Wuyou is around.

She didn't want Ming Wuyou to leave her for a moment, and she didn't want Ming Wuyou to have too much communication with other women.

I want to tell Ming Wuyou what's in my heart, but I can't open my mouth when we meet. I can only practice those cheesy words on Ming Wuyou's personal belongings, or confess quietly when Ming Wuyou is sleeping...

The proud and arrogant Wuzhi couldn't even say these shameful things!

"So, in order to avenge Wuzhi and let her know my feelings, I will not stop no matter how much she begs for mercy."

He picked up Wuzhi's thighs and slowly communicated with her. Wuzhi moved her body up and down in Ming Wuyou's hands, and her low moans echoed in the small bathroom.

Originally, Ming Wuyou wanted to give Wuzhi some serious advice, but he really didn't know how to say it. If it was Xueno, Ming Wuyou and Xueno would just pass by without saying anything, and they would even play some interesting games to enhance their relationship, but for Wuzhi.

Perhaps only physical communication can untie her awkward knot.

Chapter 83 Private Manor

In the suburbs, a black car sped along the long road. Ming Wuyou was steering the wheel, occasionally glancing at Wuzhi beside him.

Quiet and peaceful, he supported his chin with one hand, leaned against the car window, and admired the scenery outside.

"Well, what's wrong, teacher? Is there something wrong?"

A gentle voice accompanied by the scent of roses broke into Ming Wuyou's heart. Noticing Ming Wuyou's gaze, Wuzhi turned around and looked at Ming Wuyou. Her delicate face was full of relief, and her clear eyes were calm, like a sage who had attained enlightenment, or a nun in a monastery, without worldly desires, and treating everything in the world indifferently.

"Nothing, it's just that Wuzhi suddenly behaved like this, and I'm a little uncomfortable for a while."

If it was the Wuzhi of the past, she would have started to chant proudly at this time, but now... she was a little too calm, and Ming Wuyou was a little unable to adapt to it for a while.

"Are you not used to it? Does the teacher like the old me more?"

Wuzhi supported the seat with both hands, her soft body leaning against Ming Wuyou's arm, her blue eyes looking up at Ming Wuyou, her expression still calm.

Looking at Wuzhi like this, Ming Wuyou didn't know what to say. Although Ming Wuyou liked the well-behaved and docile Wuzhi now, he also didn't dislike the arrogant Wuzhi of the past.

"I like Wuzhi, whether it's the Wuzhi of the past or the Wuzhi of the present, I like them both. However, if Wuzhi deliberately makes things difficult for herself, even I would feel guilty."

The counseling of Wuzhi in the bathroom was not smooth. Originally, Ming Wuyou thought that Wuzhi would be relieved after repeated communication and let go of the matter in her heart. However, to Ming Wuyou's surprise, Wuzhi remained very calm throughout the whole process.

Apart from the low moans that she couldn't help but make, Wuzhi didn't say a word. She just silently endured her sincerity, like a rag doll, allowing herself to be manipulated.

At the beginning, Ming Wuyou didn't notice anything wrong with Wuzhi, thinking that Wuzhi was just shy, but later because Wuzhi was too obedient, he somewhat forgot his original purpose.

He released it unscrupulously in Wuzhi's body, enjoying every corner of Wuzhi without any scruples, making Wuzhi pose in various shameful postures, and using forbidden knowledge on Wuzhi's body.

Again and again, in and out, until he was satisfied with Wuzhi's body, he realized that something was wrong with Wuzhi, who was already unconscious under him. Wuzhi seemed to have not resolved her emotional knot like before.

"Blame yourself, blame yourself for what?" Wuzhi looked at Ming Wuyou with some curiosity.

"To make a lovely girl sad, miserable, and lose her composure, forcing herself to become something else, something that is no longer like her original self."

"Hmm?... Huh~ Huh~ Ahahaha——" Wuzhi was a little dazed at first, then she laughed as if she realized something.

Harmless laughter echoed in the car, and Wuzhi's laughter was very pleasant to the ear.

A different color finally appeared on that delicate face. Her fair little hands held her alluring cherry lips, elegant yet still retaining the charm of a young girl.

Not long after, Wuzhi stopped and looked at Ming Wuyou with a smile.

"Is Ming worried about me? Don't worry, I don't care about what happened this morning anymore. I just suddenly figured something out and it took me a while to process it. I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Wuzhi leaned lightly on Ming Wuyou's body, rubbing his arm like a kitten. How could Ming Wuyou not worry about such a docile and abnormal Wuzhi?

The black car stopped at the foot of a mountain, and Ming Wuyou brought Wuzhi to his private manor.

This used to be a hot spring hotel. Ming Wuyou bought it a few years ago. The environment with a mountain atmosphere is very suitable for relaxation. Ming Wuyou hopes to help Wuzhi resolve her emotional problems here.

"We've reached the Mist Branch."

Ming Wuyou brought Wuzhi into the hotel and met the waitress as soon as they entered.

"Mr. Ming, welcome back."

Inamori Haru, wearing a kimono, walked in front of Ming Wuyou, looking at Wuzhi beside her with her blue eyes. Curious, she couldn't help but guess Wuzhi's identity. After all, this was the first woman Ming Wuyou brought back to this manor.

"Miss Chun, prepare some simple food and take out the treasures from the wine cellar. Don't worry about anything else. I will stay here tonight."

"Yes, sir."

After understanding that Ming Wuyou didn't want to be disturbed, Daosenchun, who originally wanted to talk to Wuzhi, left quickly. Ming Wuyou looked at Daosenchun's sexy back and felt reluctant to let him go for a while.

"Are you looking at that lady, Ming?"

Although Ming Wuyou quickly shifted his gaze, Wuzhi still noticed Ming Wuyou's behavior. She still did not start her tsundere chanting like before. There was no complaint in her calm tone, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Um... sorry Kiritake."

Looking at Wuzhi, who looked like a saint in front of him, Ming Wuyou lost the idea of ​​​​arguing. He felt that as long as he told a lie to Wuzhi, it would be an unforgivable sin.

"Why should Ming apologize?"

Wuzhi stood on tiptoe and held Ming Wuyou's cheeks with both hands. The scent of roses made Ming Wuyou a little infatuated, and his body couldn't help but move towards Wuzhi.

"There's nothing you can do about being tempted by those things. After all, Ming is that kind of person. When he sees a beautiful woman, he can't help but get aroused. Once he gets aroused, he'll do those things. He doesn't know how to restrain himself at all."

The cold voice spoke very truthful words, without a trace of emotional fluctuation in the tone. Ming Wuyou felt like a husband caught in the act by his gentle wife. Instead of receiving any punishment, he was being gently educated.

"That's a really unkind assessment."

Ming Wuyou, feeling somewhat embarrassed, walked into the house with Wuzhi. Not long after, Dao Senchun brought in some simple food.

Exquisite desserts, fresh fruits, and Ming Wuyou's collection, a bottle of vintage red wine.

After putting these things down, Inamori Haru was ready to leave immediately, but before he took a few steps, he was stopped by Wuzhi.

"Um...Miss Chun, can I call you that?"

"Ok!"

Ming Wuyou looked at Wuzhi in surprise, somewhat unable to believe that Wuzhi would say such words. If the saint-like Wuzhi before was enough to surprise Ming Wuyou, then the polite Wuzhi now made Ming Wuyou doubt whether he was still dreaming.

Wuzhi, who was born into a noble family, was born with a kind of arrogance. After becoming a vampire, Wuzhi engraved arrogance into her bones. Although she would become a delicate and weak girl when communicating in bed, she never restrained her arrogance in her daily life.

Even when facing Ming Wuyou, Wuzhi's arrogance only weakened into tsundere behavior, and did not completely disappear. As for other people, Wuzhi probably never treated them as living beings.

"Ming~Ming~Ming——"

Hearing the gentle calls, Ming Wuyou came out of his shock. Dao Senchun had already left, and Wuzhi was standing beside him, looking at him with some worry.

"What were you thinking about just now? I called you so many times but you ignored me."

Wuzhi gently caressed Ming Wuyou's cheek, and then lowered her forehead to Ming Wuyou's forehead. After staying there for a long time, she slowly left, and then a smile slowly appeared on her delicate face.

"It seems that everything is fine. I thought you were sick. If you are fine, just sit down. I have asked Miss Chun to prepare other food.

You prepared all those things just now especially for me, right? Although I like them, you can’t forget yourself. If you don’t eat well, I will be worried. "

Looking at the cute expression of slight anger on Wuzhi's delicate face, Ming Wuyou was a little dazed. In that moment, Ming Wuyou had a strange illusion.

It seems that I didn't bring Wuzhi to relax, but Wuzhi has been following me and wants to make me relax.

Chapter 84: Feeding

Indoors, dining table.

The hot pot was billowing with steam, and the ingredients filled the dining table. The petite Wuzhi sat astride Ming Wuyou's body, holding the food in the bowl with her right hand somewhat unfamiliarly, and blew air on the food with her tender little mouth. After cooling it down several times, she passed the food to Ming Wuyou's mouth.

"Hey~ Ming, what are you daydreaming about? The food is ready to eat. If you don't open your mouth, my hands will get sore, ah~ah~ah~"

Listening to the cold yet gentle voice and looking at the serious Wuzhi in front of him, Ming Wuyou opened his mouth numbly and ate the food mixed with the taste of a young girl.

I don’t know how many times Wuzhi has fed the baby. Ever since Inamori Haru brought the food up, Wuzhi started the endless feeding game.

Fruits, desserts, cooked food, although there were some accidents in the beginning because I didn’t know how to use chopsticks, but after slowly learning, I kept repeating the actions of picking up, cooling, and feeding. Sometimes I would use my hands directly, and in special circumstances, I would use my mouth directly.

During Wuzhi's repeated special feeding, Ming Wuyou somewhat forgot his original purpose.

"I'm full, Wuzhi, come and have some too."

Patting Wuzhi's slender waist, Wuzhi stopped what she was doing and was about to continue feeding her. Her blue eyes looked at Ming Wuyou seriously, and the fragrance of roses drifted into Ming Wuyou's heart along with the sound.

"really?"

"Really, Wuzhi has been feeding him for such a long time, it's time for him to eat a little."

He picked up the fruit on the plate, which was one of the few edible things for Wuzhi. But before Ming Wuyou could feed the fruit into Wuzhi's mouth, he felt a strange feeling under his body.

"Wuzhi, you..."

Wuzhi squatted under Ming Wuyou at some point, and her white and tender fingers freed the holy sword from its restraints. The holy sword, which had been in an expanded state, was grasped in Wuzhi's hand, and soon she began to move it up and down as if searching.

"He's eating. Since Ming is full, I'll start eating. I like Ming's taste better than those foods. Besides, Ming has been holding back since the beginning."

The nimble water snake coiled around the towering mountains, leaving behind many traces with each movement. The tender little hands gently released Ming Wuyou's pressure, and the cold feeling made his desire expand again and again.

This time, Wuzhi gave Ming Wuyou a different feeling. Although the movements were no different from usual, he always felt that there was something extra. The existence of this thing made Ming Wuyou feel very special and comfortable, and he couldn't help but want to get close to Wuzhi.

"When I was on Ming's body, I already felt it. It was so strong that even through the clothes, I could feel the heat flow. If Ming wanted to, he could just say it directly. Why should he endure it deliberately?"

After saying that, Wuzhi lowered her head again, wrapped around and rotated, and after a few times, she began a special massage with hesitation. Looking at Wuzhi who was so different from the past, Ming Wuyou felt very excited, and his hands involuntarily pressed Wuzhi's head.

After a release, Wuzhi, like a tabby cat, raised her head, licked the residue at the corner of her mouth with her pink tongue, and swallowed all of Ming Wuyou's deoxyribose without leaving a drop.

"Thank you for the treat, Ming. It tastes very good. As expected, Ming's taste is the best. Hmm... you are still so energetic. In this case, let me help you relax!"

Before Ming Wuyou could respond, Wuzhi sat on Ming Wuyou again, but this time her sitting posture was a little too special, so special that Ming Wuyou's holy sword swelled even more.

Wuzhi turned her back to Ming Wuyou, with her slender waist raised high, her seductive little mouth containing the holy sword, and her hands massaging special parts. Her superb movements made Ming Wuyou feel comfortable while he could taste the pink flowers. He didn't have to spend any effort and was completely enjoying Wuzhi's service.

The servant Wuzhi not only has to expend a lot of physical strength to maintain such a posture, but also has to endure Ming Wuyou's stimulation at all times.

Even though vampires have special physiques, Wuzhi couldn't hold on for long in this situation. After all, even if the physical fatigue could be ignored, the stimulation brought by the communication was enough to make her legs weak.

Releasing and outputting again and again, looking at the honey juice gushing out from the mist branches in front of him, Ming Wuyou didn't know how much pressure he had released. This was the most comfortable time for him in these days.

"Ahaha~Ahaha~Ming, are you feeling better now?"

"Wuzhi, are you okay?"

"Well, of course I'm fine. I just feel a little full and can't eat much. I can only come a little in the evening. But... well, as expected, you are still so energetic. If you still want to do it, it's not impossible."

Wuzhi sat astride Ming Wuyou's legs, rubbing the flower that Ming Wuyou had tasted countless times against the hot object. Her tender white hands slowly unbuttoned her clothes, and her messy silver hair fell on the delicate apex of her breasts.

"Wuzhi, you..."

Ming Wuyou wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he was hugged by Wuzhi. Buried in the righteousness of the two, Ming Wuyou found it even more difficult to speak, and could only let Wuzhi do whatever she wanted.

"I know you're worried. Don't worry, I'm really fine. I just want to repay Ming well."

Ming Wuyou: Payback? It can't be revenge, because what I did this morning was too much, so you want to use this method to make me feel guilty to death?

Ming Wuyou didn't know Wuzhi's true thoughts. Being suspicious by nature, he rarely believed what others said, even those around him, even Deadpool who had been loyal to him for many years, Ming Wuyou had never truly trusted them.

He has always been using his own experience to infer other people's true thoughts. Although he has not made any mistakes most of the time, if special factors are involved, Ming Wuyou will lose the ability to reason.

That special factor is something he has never believed in before, it is also what makes Wuzhi change now, and it is also what has always surrounded him - [love].

"Ming, thank you so much for all this time."

Wuzhi hugged Ming Wuyou lovingly, expressing her love without any scruples. After experiencing the excitement of what happened in the morning, Wuzhi figured out many things.

"Thank me, why?"

Ming Wuyou, who was buried in Wuzhi's chest, could not see the doting expression on Wuzhi's face at this moment, but thinking back on what he had done during this period of time, there was nothing that could be called good.

"It has always been Ming who doted on me. No matter what I did, Ming never got angry. He tolerated my arrogance and made me happy.

During the time I was with Ming, I felt a lot of things: warmth, peace of mind, and care. I originally thought that these things would never appear in my life again.

The strength in Wuzhi's arms increased a lot. Ming Wuyou couldn't help but raise his head from the petite justice, looking at Wuzhi's gentle appearance, and was a little dazed for a moment.

Chapter 85: Love is not expressed

"If Ming hadn't appeared, I would have probably continued living arrogantly, just living for the sake of living, just surviving for the sake of survival. Maybe one day I would lose control and turn into a monster, and then be eliminated by an unknown organization.

For three hundred years, I seemed to be alive, but also seemed to be dead. I had no friends, no family, no one to talk to, and I wandered around aimlessly without feeling a trace of emotion.

If Ming hadn't appeared, I might still be the same person. If Ming hadn't always loved me, I probably would never have changed.

Staying by Ming's side, I feel very safe. Being pampered by Ming, I seem to have turned back into the me before I became a vampire. Ming is like a family member, giving me many things, food, shelter, warmth and peace of mind.