sbdcsierra Chapter 72 The Moon in His Eyes
Chapter 72 The Moon in His Eyes
He slowly released her, took the plum blossom from her head, and placed its bright red color on his lips, his eyes captivating.
He cupped her face in his hand, and they looked into each other's eyes.
Zhongli Yueluo's face was flushed, and his eyes were sparkling. Even up close, he was still very handsome.
"No!" She pushed him away, but her weak hand on his chest felt like a cat's claws scratching.
The flower in his mouth fell onto her skirt, and his eyes crinkled: "Sister, are you playing hard to get?"
He held both my hands and placed them against my chest; I could feel his heart beating very fast.
She felt the same way, and therefore dared not look him in the eye.
He drew closer and closer, whispering in her ear, "I'll help my sister take off her clothes."
She stood up, and he took her hand, restlessly trying to undo her belt.
She pressed her belt against her waist and then pinched her collar.
As Su Fengling leaned against the door, a sly smile in his eyes, she wanted to walk towards it.
"If you don't want to, then you can help your brother take his clothes off."
"Not yet." She kept a safe distance from him; if they got too close, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to maintain the proper boundaries.
"Is it not late enough?"
He loosened his belt halfway and stepped forward, advancing while she retreated, until they reached the bedside.
She swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly: "Su Fengling, don't go any further, I have nowhere to retreat."
"My sister deliberately retreated to the edge of the bed, huh?" He tilted his head and smiled slightly, showing no intention of stopping.
Until his hands were on either side of Zhongli Yueluo, and he looked down at her.
She felt his hot breath, and her body involuntarily leaned backward.
Su Fengling rolled onto the bed, and Zhongli Yuelu frowned, her gaze somewhat cold as she stared at him.
A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He moved away from her, turned to the other side, and took her hand, interlocking their fingers.
She whispered in her ear, "If you don't like it, don't do it. Don't be angry." It was a slightly coquettish murmur.
She felt a little guilty, but now was definitely not the right time.
She turned over, gently placed her hand on his shoulder, patted it, and gave him a tender and apologetic smile.
He embraced her tightly, as if afraid she would escape.
He buried his head between her collarbones and gently bit her: "Sister, lull me to sleep."
His eyes were brimming with tears. This tall man was huddled up in a ball, looking like a wronged child.
She stroked his hair and comforted him, whispering, "I'm sorry, little brother."
"So, is I my sister's favorite?"
His voice gradually slowed down, as if her patting his head had been effective in reassuring him.
"Go to sleep...go to sleep..." She couldn't guarantee that it would be her favorite.
She squinted her eyes, feeling sleepy.
The stroking of his head slowed down, and finally, her hand rested on his neck as she fell asleep.
She didn't know how much time had passed when she suddenly woke up from her dream.
Su Fengling was sleeping peacefully beside her, his hand gently wrapped around hers as she curled up like a shrimp.
She was still murmuring, "Sister...no, not here."
She tiptoed over, but was wide awake.
Su Fengling gently placed his hand on her waist again, very naturally, without going any further.
Su Fengjun tossed and turned in his room, unable to fall asleep, feeling as if a fire was burning in his heart.
This made him feel extremely hot all over. He threw off the covers, sat up in bed, and tried to breathe to calm himself down.
Finally, feeling unbearably hot, he opened the door, and a gust of cold air blew on his face, which made him feel a little better.
Looking up again, the moon in the sky had already tilted to one side.
He stared blankly for a while, then glanced at Su Fengling's room, but didn't hear any noise.
But there was an indescribable feeling in my heart. I sighed and took a walk around the yard.
Before I knew it, I had walked to the cold water pool, filled a wooden basin with water, and poured it over my head.
The icy cold water poured on him felt warm to him. What's wrong with him?
Is it because they care that the princess shares a room with his brother?
Her hair was wet, clinging to her face, with water dripping from the tips.
His clothes clung tightly to his body. After looking around and seeing no one, he simply took them off and soaked in the pool.
The burning sensation in his heart eased considerably, and he rested his hands on the edge of the pool.
Close your eyes and try your best not to think about it.
After waking up, Zhongli Yueluo couldn't fall back asleep in her room.
She dared not move too much, for fear of waking the sleeping Su Fengling.
Finally, she slowly broke free from his grasp, tiptoed to put on her shoes, and quietly slipped out the door.
The cold wind made her feel much more comfortable.
The moment she opened the door, Su Fengling's eyes opened slightly, and her eyes shone brightly.
But it didn't stop her from leaving; it just grasped the air with its hand, and her warmth still lingered in its palm.
The room smelled nice, and he gave a wicked smile.
Judging from her actions, she didn't dislike him; in fact, she seemed to feel sorry for him.
Zhongli Yueluo was afraid that Su Fengling would get cold if the door was left open for too long, so she gently closed the door.
He turned to look at the sleeping Su Fengling and gave her a warm smile.
Although he was unruly and unrestrained, he always knew how to maintain a proper balance and would never do anything she disliked.
The courtyard was eerily quiet; there wasn't even a night watchman.
Or perhaps these ghost guards are adept at hiding in the shadows.
She rubbed her shoulders, strolled around the yard, and stopped for a moment in front of Su Fengjun's door.
If she were to knock on his door now, it would indeed seem a bit rude.
She walked forward, thinking she could just take a stroll and then go back to sleep.
By the moonlight, I retraced the route I had taken with Su Fengjun during the day.
She walked slowly, breathing with her eyes closed, appearing exceptionally content.
As she walked to the edge of the pool, just past the corner of the corridor, moonlight shone into the pool, making it sparkle.
She looked closely and saw that Su Fengjun had just stood up from the pool.
He tossed his hair, his eyes shining brightly, like the moon in his eyes.
She pursed her lips, not intentionally looking at him.
Just as Su Fengjun was about to turn and leave, she sensed someone else's presence. Her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she turned to stare at her.
Their eyes met and he realized it was Zhongli Yueluo there. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.
Zhongli Yueluo stared straight at him. Sure enough, her brother was no less impressive.
It's even firmer; you can almost see the outline of his veins.
Staring straight at him like that by Zhongli Yueluo, he quickly grabbed his clothes to cover himself.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but his tone remained aloof: "Princess, what are you doing here?" He turned to the side.
Zhongli Yuelu tilted her head, walked closer, and didn't say anything, just stared at the water droplets hanging on his body.
Under the moonlight, it shone like pearls and gems, making her eyes sparkle.
Seeing that Zhongli Yueluo not only did not avoid her, but instead walked closer and closer.
He turned his back completely, wrapped his lower body tightly with his clothes, and his ears turned red.
The voice sounded somewhat unnatural: "Princess, please don't come any closer!"
Zhongli Yueluo shivered and rubbed her shoulders.
She walked to the edge of the pool, tested the water temperature with her fingertips—it was icy cold. She tilted her head and asked, "Aren't you cold?"