Xing Tie, starts as the Destroyer

You were obviously trying to seduce me, but you acted like you were being forced!

Dai Ya looked at Huang Quan with some displeasure, let go of her hand, and then roughly unzipped her clothes.

Because she had just changed clothes in the room, the one wearing clothes now was Dai Ya instead of Huang Quan whose bath towel had just been thrown away.

"..."

Huang Quan didn't say anything. Just as she said, she didn't try to suppress Dai Ya anymore. Instead, she reached out her hand very considerately and used her slender and flexible fingers to help Dai Ya free herself from the restraints of the cloth.

Dai Ya pressed Huang Quan's shoulder and was about to do something when a sudden force came from the fingers on his thigh. The feeling of weightlessness and the feeling of upside-down body made Dai Ya dazed for a moment.

By the time he reacted, Dai Ya had been suppressed by Huang Quan again, and his wrist was held down, making him unable to move.

"You are a liar! You have no moral principles! Huang Quan!!!"

Dai Ya tried to struggle, but this time Huang Quan's suppression of him was even more perfect, and he couldn't break free despite trying his best.

"Dia, be quiet."

Huang Quan's tone sounded like she was going to say something. Although Dai Ya was unhappy, she decided to stop and listen to what she wanted to say: "What do you want to say?"

"I am a somewhat selfish person. I approached you for some purpose."

"And then?" People are all selfish, right? Dai Ya could understand this, but if it was too offensive, he would not forgive it.

"You are like a good medicine that heals me. I feel relaxed as long as I stay by your side. I crave this feeling, so I will become your teacher and teach you how to fight."

Huang Quan said as he released Dai Ya's wrist and looked him straight in the eyes: "But the reason I want to be close to you right now is not only because you are special, but also because we have been together for so long. I know everything about you, but you don't know much about me."

"Actually, you probably don't know that much about me, right?" Dai Ya didn't want to be outdone by Huang Quan in this regard anymore. The sense of mystery couldn't be lost.

But Huang Quan didn't care about his somewhat tangled politics, and continued: "I want to show you my body and soul, and want to stay by your side. Although it was a little utilitarian at the beginning, my dependence on you and this feeling are real."

Huang Quan's expression was too serious, as if she was confessing her love. Dai Ya looked at her, and turned her head away uncontrollably. Then Huang Quan straightened her face, so she had to stare into her eyes.

"What about you? What do you think?"

"…Need I say more? I didn't resist your contact in daily life. At first I thought you didn't mean it and were just a little confused. Then I realized you were taking advantage of me, but I didn't object. Isn't that enough to prove that I like you?"

"I'm not confused at all. It's because you are the one I'm touching that I'm having physical contact with you."

Huang Quan said as he let go of Daiya's cheek, "So, are you willing to accept me as your lover?"

"Of course, I do."

Dai Ya naturally nodded in agreement, but she felt a little strange, as if she had accepted a proposal but it didn't seem appropriate for the occasion.

After all, Dai Ya and Huang Quan are both in a very "natural" state at the moment, and it is indeed not right to propose at the last minute.

But Huang Quan didn't care about that. She had already slid down from the position facing Dai Ya, turned over and clamped Dai Ya's head with her thighs.

"What are you doing!"

Dai Ya raised his head in panic and asked loudly, and then he felt that Huang Quan had caught his handle: "If I am too direct, Dai Ya will have a bad impression of me, right? But I really can't help it, so I ask Dai Ya to help me... You can use your fingers or tongue, and I will help Dai Ya."

As he spoke, Huang Quan no longer responded to Dai Ya's somewhat panicked inquiries. He lowered his head and began to concentrate on dealing with the situation in front of him. He wanted to drink a glass of delicious milk from the Messenger of Destruction.

Moreover, this messenger of destruction is very special, as dazzling and beautiful as a gem, making people love him.

After this, I can get close to Dai Ya without any worries, right?

Huang Quan's purple eyes flashed with joy. At first, she was a little worried that Dai Ya would resist her because of her "excessive" contact during this period.

11 The suffocating feeling in the morning

The next morning, Dai Ya woke up from the bed in a daze. He wanted to get up and put on his clothes, but found that he was tied up and could not stretch his hands and feet, so he could not get up.

While reluctantly opening his eyes to see what was going on, Dai Ya did not forget to continue struggling, trying to find out if he could break free by his own strength so that he would not have to open his eyes to see what was going on.

But his struggle was in vain. Instead, it seemed to alert the tentacles that bound him, and he was tied even tighter.

Dai Ya even felt an unbearable pressure on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"..." He opened his eyes blearily, wanting to see what was going on, and then his gaze met a pair of purple eyes that were very close to him.

"Huang Quan? Why are you in my room?...Oh, yes, I remember now."

Dai Ya was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he had fallen asleep with Huang Quan last night. He tried to push Huang Quan away and have sex, but the purple-haired woman not only did not loosen her arms, but held her tighter and tighter.

"I can't breathe~"

Dai Ya patted Huang Quan's back uncomfortably and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice from the morning. This made her relax her embrace a little, but Huang Quan still did not loosen his arms.

"You don't even want to say a word? It's morning, I have to go make breakfast."

“…Let me do it.”

"Can you?" "Do I look like I can't cook?"

Huang Quan asked silently, his purple eyes staring straight into Daiya's.

"I don't think you look like someone who would enjoy cooking for yourself."

Dai Ya did not give a direct answer, but turned his face away and did not look at Huang Quan.

"But his cheek was quickly moved back by Huang Quan, and he had to continue looking at her face."

"I know you're very beautiful, but I'm a little embarrassed to be staring at you like that."

"It's nine o'clock now."

"Have you checked the time?" Dai Ya was stunned for a moment, "I see, let's get up quickly."

"You got up too late."

Huang Quan shook his head as if dissatisfied, then pressed Dai Ya's shoulders to stop him from getting up.

"What do you want to do?" Dai Ya realized that Huang Quan actually wanted to do something and no longer tried to get up while lying on the bed. Instead, he looked into Huang Quan's eyes and asked silently.

"Your sleep and rest schedule is unhealthy. You need to develop a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early."

"I just like to sleep a little longer. What's unhealthy about that? Sleeping a little longer is good for your health."

Dai Ya does not admit this. It is too far-fetched to want to punish me with this reason. Dai Ya does not accept it.

Huang Quan didn't listen to his explanation at all, and held his cheek while talking to himself:

"A bad schedule needs to be adjusted, and getting up too late also requires punishment."

"What do you want to do? 6 () 9?"

After laying the groundwork for so long, just for this? Dai Ya was very curious about what kind of punishment Huang Quan was talking about. It couldn't be the same as last night, right? Rather than calling it a punishment, Dai Ya actually liked that kind of relaxation.

"Didn't we do that last night?"

Huang Quan didn't expect Dai Ya to say it directly. He subconsciously looked away shyly and pinched Dai Ya's waist.

"You said that, didn't you use a similar excuse when you approached me last night?"

Dai Ya didn't think there was anything to be shy about. She stared at Huang Quan's blushing face and said, "We clearly already... um last night."

Before he could finish his words, Huang Quan covered his mouth and glared at him.

Only after Dai Ya used her eyes to indicate that she would not say anything more did Huang Quan breathe a sigh of relief and let go of Dai Ya's lips.

"Would you like me to help you make breakfast?"

"You think I can't do it well?"

"It didn't mean that."

"I'll be back soon, you can watch TV in the living room for a while."

Huang Quan rubbed Dai Ya's hair, then got up and left the bedroom without closing the door.

Dai Ya sat up on the soft bed and looked around her room with some unfamiliarity. It seemed that many furnishings were not arranged the same as before.

Could it be that Huang Quan changed his position while I was sleeping?

Dai Ya got out of bed and walked outside the room. The angle she saw was different from what she usually saw when she got up. She was stunned for a moment before she realized something and turned her head to take another look at the bedroom inside.

"So this is Huang Quan's room."

However, there are not many female products in Huang Quan’s room. Is it because there are none here?

Dai Ya didn't hesitate for too long. She went to the living room and waited for Huang Quan's breakfast. While turning on the TV, she couldn't help but think of last night's experience.

Huang Quan's thighs were fleshy, but her skin was very tight due to long-term exercise. Even when pressed against her cheeks, it felt very comfortable. It would have been better if Huang Quan hadn't squeezed so tightly at that time.

Whenever Dai Ya thinks of the experience at that time, he can still feel the dizziness in his head due to the backlog.

Although we haven't had time to take the last step yet, we have already tasted each other, so it shouldn't be a problem to do something like that. Is Huang Quan waiting for me to take that step?

How about trying to create a more romantic scene?

Dai Ya began to think, and during this process he raised his head and glanced at the kitchen. Well, there was no black smoke or anything like that, and it looked like it was just cooking normally.

However, it was not until Dai Ya spent a long time, even planning many scenes, and rubbing a crystal necklace made of diamond material on the spot to give to Huang Quan as a gift, that he noticed that Huang Quan seemed not to have cooked yet.

Did you encounter any problems?

Looking up at the kitchen with some confusion, Dai Ya first carefully put the necklace into her pocket, then stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Huangquan? What took so long...oh."

After opening the kitchen door, Dai Ya saw the answer before she finished asking the question.

There were several prepared breakfasts on the stove in the kitchen, but for some reason, Huang Quan was still making them again.

After seeing Dai Ya walk into the kitchen, Huang Quan was also stunned for a moment: "Has it been a long time?"

"Yeah, you've made so many breakfasts."

Dai Ya walked into the kitchen and saw more breakfasts that she had not seen before due to her perspective. There were already more than a dozen of them.

"I see, try the breakfast I made."

Huang Quan prepared the breakfast in his hand, put it on a plate and handed it to Dai Ya.

"How about it?"

"...delicious." Being stared at by Huang Quan's purple eyes, Dai Ya thought of the dozen or so breakfasts that had been prepared in the kitchen. Huang Quan had already put so much effort into it, he certainly couldn't say anything that would spoil the fun.

12 Tingyun in danger again

"Really? Don't lie to me. Just tell me how you really feel. I want to know."

Huang Quan was not very confident in his cooking skills. After getting Dai Ya's answer, he happily put one hand on the plump dumpling, but his eyes quickly became sad. He stared at Dai Ya's gem-like eyes, as if trying to see some clues.

As if what he just said was not enough, Huang Quan added: "My sense of taste has become a little strange. My feelings about many flavors are different from those of ordinary people. So, if you feel something is wrong, you must speak up."

"So what was it like for you to eat the meals I cooked those days ago?"

After Huang Quan said this, Dai Ya began to care about how his cooking skills looked in Huang Quan's eyes.

If Huang Quan's sense of taste is different, then the food that Dai Ya finds delicious is hard for Huang Quan to swallow, right? But she always eats it up completely.

Was she deliberately putting herself in a difficult position in order not to make him sad? Dai Ya stared at Huang Quan with a look of heartache.

This emotion certainly could not escape Huang Quan's eyes. She reached out and took the plate from Dai Ya's hand, hugged the boy tightly in her soft arms, and gently stroked Dai Ya's crystal hair.

"Don't worry, it's just that the food you cooked tasted a little bland to me, but it's actually quite good."

"You should have told me in advance. I didn't make hot pot or anything like that at first because I was taking care of you. I saw that there was this in the reserves. If I had known, I would have made hot pot for one of the meals."

"It's not too late to know now... How about you? How's my breakfast? My sense of taste has deteriorated a bit, so in order to not make it too strong for you, I only added a little seasoning."

"It's a little bland, but I think it's OK."

"That's good."

After getting a relatively satisfactory answer, Huang Quan hugged Dai Ya in his arms without saying a word. He just lowered his head and gently rubbed Dai Ya's bright hair and head.

"In that case, let's have hot pot at noon, shall we? Hot pot is meant to be spicy. Even though your sense of taste has deteriorated, you should still be able to taste the flavor of hot pot clearly."

"it is good."

Huang Quan had no objection to this. After kneading Dai Ya's cheek, he let him go, stuffed breakfast into Dai Ya's arms and pushed him out of the kitchen.

"Let me sort it out, you go out and have a rest."

"No, tell me what you're going to do with this breakfast first. Don't tell me you're going to eat it all by yourself. Pick the one that suits your taste best and throw away the ones under you!"

Dai Ya would not follow Huang Quan's wishes in this regard. He awkwardly dodged Huang Quan's hand, leaned against the wall, and stared at Huang Quan who wanted to push him away with dissatisfaction.