The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

The moment Cang Ming locked her waist, Qing Wu's mind flashed through thousands of ways to kill or cripple him. The simplest one was to use a white knife in and a red knife out, and pierce the guy from head to toe.

But this body belongs to the inkstone!

The moment Cang Ming tilted his head to kiss her, Qing Wu still couldn't control herself, and the ink knife stabbed upwards along her own jaw.

If Cang Ming dares to kiss her, he will definitely pierce his head with a knife.

At that moment, he turned his head to avoid it and bit her neck. He raised his fingers and a force bound the ink knife.

Qing Wu felt the pain from the bite and hissed, then fell down under his pressure.

She and Cang Ming did not seem to have fallen on hard ground, but rather in buoyant water.

His divine power held her up, enveloped her, and also clamped her limbs.

His fingers were a familiar touch to her, but different from before. He tentatively yet forcefully passed through her fingers and interlocked theirs.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, and after biting her hard, he nibbled gently with restraint and forbearance.

"Cang Ming, wake up!"

"What the hell are you doing!"

Qing Wu cursed, her heart pounding.

She heard his suppressed breathing, and when he slowly raised his head, she saw the lust in his eyes. There was a hint of confusion and forbearance in those eyes, as if they were overlapping and interwoven into a dense web, covering the lust.

But the net was so fragile that it couldn't stop the throbbing that was about to burst out.

His expression and appearance were clearly still that cold and aloof god on top of the clouds, but he was wrapped up in worldly desires and had fallen into a quagmire, sinking deeply into it.

Can't extricate myself.

Also... I don't want to extricate myself.

"I once walked into Xiao Chenyan's dream..."

Cang Ming murmured, he slowly lowered his head, carefully and tentatively approached Qing Wu. He wanted her lips, but she turned her head away.

His lips brushed across her cheek and landed beside her ear.

"I was intimate with you..."

"Intimate..."

"Shasha, you were also happy at that time."

Qing Wu's scalp became more and more numb as she listened to his whispers.

Because these words didn't sound like Cang Ming whispering to her, but more like an inkstone.

But she knew that Cang Ming at this moment was not yet an inkstone.

Even though they are almost united.

She turned her head and stared at him calmly: "I am naturally very happy to be with Yan Tai. I am happy to have all kinds of happiness."

"But you are not him now, even if you are in the same body."

"As long as there is even a trace of Cang Ming in you, we cannot cross that line."

"The bottom line is, I don't want to."

"So, calm down." Qing Wu said coldly: "You have killed yourself thousands of times to cultivate the Supreme Forgetfulness Way. Now it's just a little bit of lust, how can you not bear it?"

If it were Yan Tai, after hearing this, he would probably be very upset and say to her: I just can't stand facing you.

Fortunately, Qing Wu is now facing Cang Ming who has not yet completely transformed into an inkstone.

While restraining himself and enduring, this ruthless man can still think.

"you're right."

The force that trapped Qing Wu began to loosen, and she breathed a sigh of relief. The next moment, she saw a look of recollection and enlightenment on the man's face, and he lowered his head to look at a certain part of his body.

Qing Wu's pupils shrank, and she instantly broke free from his divine power and held his hand: "That doesn't have to be the case!"

Cang Ming looked at him, his red eyes revealing a calm madness:

"This method can solve the problem once and for all. Believe me, always."

Qing Wu: You are forever at peace, and I am forever a widow.

"Are you taking this opportunity to take revenge on me because I forced you to pretend to be a eunuch today?"

"Don't get too caught up in the drama, Cang Gou."

Qing Wu clamped his hand and said seriously: "Everything can be discussed."

Cang Ming was also very serious: "It can still grow."

Veins popped out on Qing Wu's forehead. She took a deep breath and laughed through gritted teeth: "I don't like second-hand things."

Cang Ming looked at her, and their eyes met.

Qing Wu keenly sensed that something was amiss. Just as she was about to step back, Cang Ming grabbed her wrist.

"Then help me." The man's voice was low and sincere, but his eyes became increasingly gloomy, like a beast about to devour someone.

Qing Wu: "..."

Her eyes were almost as big as bells, and it was almost as if "Don't get close to me" was written on her face.

Cang Ming turned a blind eye and pressed his body down, and the two of them were in the position of you on top and me on the bottom again.

Qing Wu’s eyes went dark and he covered her eyes with his slightly cold hands.

“Cang Ming…” Qing Wu gritted her teeth.

"Dont look at me……"

She heard his voice gradually becoming hoarse, like a suppressed beast finally about to break free from its cage.

"I haven't agreed to help you yet." Her voice broke out through her teeth.

The man seemed to respond softly.

His hand left, but Qing Wu inexplicably didn't dare to open her eyes.

He seemed to back away, and the next moment, she felt her ankle being grasped.

His shoes and socks were taken off, and the man's fingers were cold, but his palms were scorching hot.

Qing Wu's body tensed up instantly, goose bumps appeared all over her body, and her hands clenched into fists.

The suppressed breathing seemed to echo in her ears.

I don’t know how much time has passed, time seemed to slow down and also seemed to speed up.

The kiss was like snowflakes that had become warm, falling gently bit by bit.

A gentle kiss, from bottom to top, penetrates through the skin on the shin, little by little, until the kiss lands on the knee.

Qing Wu woke up with a start and opened her eyes suddenly.

She saw the god fall from the clouds, tainted by the desires of the world. His face was still as cold, but his eyes had lost their clarity.

He locked his eyes on her, capturing her attention, and stared at her like this, leaning over to kiss her pink knees.

Qing Wu almost thought she saw the inkstone.

While I was distracted, I used a little force on my feet.

The golden and jade-like face showed signs of surrender, and his breathing became rapid, followed by a muffled groan.

She and he were dishevelled, a mess of black clothes and red skirts.

The scent of heather permeates the divine realm.

There were still red spots in Cang Ming's eyes. He should have calmed down by now. She had clearly helped him.

but……

He subconsciously grasped her calves and stared at her, as if obeying his inner desires and as if he was no longer trying to cover up the tsunami in his heart. He kissed her skin devoutly under her astonished gaze.

"Arakshasas."

"I'm not afraid of falling in love with you anymore."