Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

The hazy moonlight shone through the half-open window of the servant's room onto the bed, also casting a silvery glow on the face of the person in his arms.

The person who was originally sleeping soundly turned over with a rustle, and turned her face towards Jiang Wenbai. For no reason, she approached him like a kitten, and then tilted her head, and kissed his lips tenderly and actively, but left immediately, and then looked very proud.

Almost instantly, Jiang Wenbai's breathing subconsciously stagnated and his heart stopped beating.

With drooped eyebrows, he looked at the person in his arms who was looking at him innocently but confusedly, and subconsciously moved his Adam's apple.

But she seemed very restless. Just after touching his lips, she bit his Adam's apple. His breathing became heavy, and the wetness on his neck and her gentle breathing made his heart beat even more wildly.

Young, proactive, and full of innocence, Jiang Wenbai helplessly let the person in his arms do whatever he wanted, and the frequency of his Adam's apple rolling became faster and faster.

With a little hesitation, he put his arm around her waist, then slowly moved upwards, while with his other hand, he gently pinched her chin, his brows and eyes were gentle.

He touched her lips cautiously and tentatively, but she did not dodge or evade. Instead, she took the opportunity to hug his waist.

As if encouraged and affirmed by the other party's actions, Jiang Wenbai began to conquer the city without caring about anything. His heavy breathing mixed with the other party's moans, so that he became more and more out of control and even hugged the person tightly in his arms.

As if he had thrown off the shackles and worries on his body, he entangled with her as he pleased, and became more and more proactive, until in the end he even became the master of the show.

As time passed, the crying-like sound in his ears became closer and farther, high and low, and his heart beat faster and more impulsively.

At this moment, Jiang Wenbai suddenly woke up from his dream. He sat up subconsciously, then looked around in a trance, gasping for breath.

The room in the inn was silent and empty, but his heart was beating violently, as if he was still not satisfied.

The windows and doors were closed, there was no light at all, and it was terribly dark. Even so, there was a ray of moonlight in his dream.

Jiang Wenbai held his forehead with his hand in extreme decadence and self-mockery. He didn't understand why he had such a dream, but it seemed that he liked being tempted, or seduced.

Would Thirteen really seduce him? Jiang Wenbai wasn't sure, but he seemed to want to.

He wanted her to seduce him, to tempt him, to make him sink, to degenerate, and to doom him to eternal damnation.

It was like the high and mighty gods were pulled down from the altar, like the untainted holiness was defiled and destroyed, or like the supreme being was willing to bow down and become a prisoner.

It is inexplicable that he came up with such an idea, so shocking, yet so touching to me.

But Yan Shisan is not that kind of person, or perhaps she just doesn't want to do so.

She disdains to be a demon, disdains to be a monster, disdains to lead people to depravity, and even more disdains to make people fall from grace.

She is a free flower, a loose wind, a misty fog, a visible but untouchable existence, elusive, unexpected, and unexpected, yet caught off guard and deeply infatuated.

"What on earth do you want me to do?! You have to give me an answer!! Do you really like Gu Hansheng?! Is he really the right one for you?! Are you really unwilling to look back at me?!"

As he spoke, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, his expression extremely bitter. Jiang Wenbai understood that he didn't dare to ask because he was afraid that the answer he heard would not be what he expected.

But he really wanted to ask, because he wanted an answer, an answer that would persist.

Say you love me, as long as you are willing to say it, I will believe you, only you.

Be it mountains of swords and seas of fire, the azure sky, the yellow spring, or even hell, I am willing to accompany you there, but I dare not ask, for I am afraid you won’t be able to tell me.

You like him, right?!

If you didn't like him, how could you allow him to have a place by your side! How could you agree to try to love him! How could you abandon me who has been with me for thousands of years, enter reincarnation, and continue our past relationship!

What about me? Where do you put me? A friend or a stranger? A lover or a stranger with only a marriage contract?

No matter which name it is, it seems not good enough, because it is not unique, not irreplaceable, and not necessary for me.

How I wish you would love me, even if it is just pity and charity! Even if it is only one ten-thousandth of your love for him!

It’s all right, it’s all fine, I don’t care, what I care about is you... As long as you love me, that’s good, that’s enough.

But you, why don't you say anything, let alone admit it? ? You only identified him, it was only him, and I... was left behind, and can only live on memories.

The ten years in Haotian Sect were so short, really so short, so short that I didn’t have the chance to keep you, so short that before I could say I liked you, you had already fallen in love with someone else.

I am your fiancée. You are supposed to be mine. We are a perfect match. Why did he appear? Why am I inferior to him in every way?

It’s hard to have a hobby, it’s really hard, and it’s also hard to stick to it because nothing is going in my favor.

I don't want to see Gu Hansheng around you, I don't want you to be affectionate with Gu Hansheng while I can only watch from afar, and I don't want you to belong to someone else.

I just want you to belong to me, only to me, let me be by your side, let me accompany you, just like this... just like this.

I'm not greedy and I'm easy to coax. Just a word, a promise, will do, as long as you say it. But you just won't say it, not even to lie to me.

Sitting on the bed quite lonely, Jiang Wenbai looked around in silence. He took a deep breath, stood up, and decided to go out for a walk.

Almost deliberately, he ran to the door of Yan Wenmo's room. Inside the room, he heard Gu Hansheng's proud voice. He said that he had defeated the Tianmo Sect and the Xingxiu Sect, and wanted to marry Yan Wenmo with these two sects as betrothal gifts.

He said he wanted to, he said he had waited for a thousand years, he said you can't hurt me, he said... Yes, Gu Hansheng was always so strong, so strong that he could only be despised, and other than that, he got nothing.

But why did you hit him, Thirteen?! Did you dislike him, or was it just a marital affair?!

He called you Madam, why didn't you refuse, did you like it or were you secretly happy? !

How I wish, how I wish the person standing next to you is me, just me, no one else, but it seems like this is just wishful thinking.

You pay attention to too many things. I... have always been insignificant and the one who is never cared about.

Yan Wenmo didn't know that Jiang Wenbai was eavesdropping, nor did she know that he was standing at the door, so when Gu Hansheng said the words "I want to wrap my hand around that fire", her first reaction was a look of horror.

She couldn't believe it, she looked at Gu Hansheng in surprise and even bewilderment, wondering if he was stupid? !

But Gu Hansheng was not stupid, so he looked at Yan Wenmo and couldn't help asking again:

"That fire just now, I thought you used it to wrap around my wrist?!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. The white, slender hand with distinct joints was extremely beautiful, like a work of art.

Yan Wenmo looked at his hand in front of him in confusion, then looked at Gu Hansheng, and inexplicably felt that there must be something wrong with him? !

What kind of good person wants to have his wrists encircled by fire? ! Aren't you afraid of being burned to death by the fire... Well, it seems that it really can't burn him to death, but I won't let him.

The Spring Flame was a reward given to her by the system. She had gone through so much hardship and suffering to obtain it. If Gu Hansheng just wanted the Spring Flame with empty words, he could forget about it.

Seeing Yan Wenmo's alert face, Gu Hansheng couldn't help but feel hurt. He grabbed Yan Wenmo's sleeve and said pleadingly:

"Just treat it as a souvenir, just a hand, I...I can use it as a bracelet"