The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Duan Tianyang turned his head to meet Yi Shuirou's gaze, but didn't know how to answer.

The distance between the two was so close that they could feel each other's warm breath...

Yi Shuirou's red lips slightly parted, her breath smelled like orchid. Under the influence of alcohol, Duan Tianyang felt an urge to kiss her, but the thin thread of reason still bound him tightly.

Damn!

Duan Tianyang!

You mustn't do that!

He forced himself to look away, but Yi Shuirou's next move completely broke down his defenses.

She gently turned his head, her eyes firm, and asked word by word: "Duan Tianyang, what if I say I like you?"

When Duan Tianyang heard this, his face froze instantly. He looked at her blankly, his mouth half open, but no sound came out.

She continued to speak softly: "Perhaps, I have already fallen in love with you since the first time I met you..."

Before she finished her words, she took the initiative to move closer and lightly touched Duan Tianyang's mouth with her lips.

This sudden kiss shocked Duan Tianyang so much that his eyes widened and he looked at a loss.

Under the influence of alcohol, he was completely lost and began to respond to the kiss frantically, his movements mixed with a bit of rudeness and wildness, as if he wanted to transform all his hesitation and restraint into the heat and passion of the moment.

Perhaps Duan Tianyang's actions were too rough and hurt Yi Shuirou. She couldn't help but moan. Duan Tianyang took the opportunity to put his tongue into her mouth and ask for her honey.

At first, Yi Shuirou's small hands gently touched Duan Tianyang's chest, revealing a little resistance.

However, as the kiss deepened, her hands naturally moved up his chest and finally wrapped around his neck, turning from resistance to enthusiastic response.

In Duan Tianyang's eyes, this change was undoubtedly a silent invitation...

He was intoxicated by Yi Shuirou's cherry lips and didn't want to let go.

At the same time, he gently pulled her up, freed one hand, and waved it casually on the table. Suddenly, the wine glasses, bowls, chopsticks, and plates on the table fell to the ground and made a rustling sound.

Duan Tianyang gently slid his hands under her armpits, lifted her up tenderly, and placed her steadily on the table.

He then leaned over, gently supporting the back of her head with one hand, deepening the kiss, while trying to untie the belt around her waist with the other hand.

Duan Tianyang was obviously not very familiar with the details of this type of women's clothing. After some effort, the belt remained motionless.

Finally, he lost his patience and pulled hard. With a crisp "snap" sound, the strap was torn off by him.

This sudden sound was like a drop of cold water on her head, instantly waking Yi Shuirou, who was immersed in lust.

She gently pushed Duan Tianyang away a little. Her delicate red lips became more attractive due to the long kiss. She was still panting and asked doubtfully, "Yi Fan...what exactly does he want from you?"

Duan Tianyang replied, "Yi Fan wants me to lead my troops to join him!" He threw the broken belt aside and began to take off Yi Shuirou's outer shirt.

Under the outer shirt was a low-cut skirt with a neckline that just reached above the chest, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Duan Tianyang's eyes were involuntarily attracted by the beautiful scenery, and there seemed to be flames dancing in his eyes.

No matter how calm Duan Tianyang is in normal times, he is still a young and passionate young man after all.

At this moment, under the dual effects of desire and alcohol, he had long thrown reason out of the window and could hardly control himself.

He leaned over and first kissed Yi Shuirou's clean neck, then his lips moved down and kissed all the way to her chest...

At the same time, his hand was not to be outdone. He reached under her skirt and gently stroked her slender legs, feeling the warmth and smoothness.

When he began to unbutton her skirt, she quickly covered her chest with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "Yi Fan...he ordered you to lead your troops to Xinyang City. Could it be...could it be that he wants to usurp the throne?"

"That's right!" Duan Tianyang reacted quickly, accurately grasping Yi Shuirou's wrists with one hand and lifting them lightly above her head, making it impossible for her to break free.

Then, he tugged at the front of her skirt with his other hand, and the garment fell off and slid to her waist, revealing the spotless white bellyband underneath.

Duan Tianyang lowered his head and began to suck through the bellyband...

Yi Shuirou couldn't help but gasp. Even through the bellyband, she could clearly feel his tongue moving on her chest...

She arched her body sensitively, trying to push Duan Tianyang away...

But her hands were firmly fixed above her head by Duan Tianyang and she could not move at all.

She panted and asked intermittently: "What...what are you going to do?"

Duan Tianyang's attention was completely focused on Yi Shuirou. While kissing her passionately, he answered vaguely, "I don't know..."

Yi Shuirou took a deep breath, raised her legs high, clamped Duan Tianyang's neck tightly, and then swung them hard.

Duan Tianyang's body was unstable and he staggered to one side.

Because of his pulling, Yi Shuirou, who was originally lying flat on the table, lost her balance, fell down, and happened to sit on Duan Tianyang.

"You can't take the Hongxing Army to join Yi Fan!" Yi Shuirou rode on Duan Tianyang, her voice firm.

Although she had a slender figure, in his drunken stupor, Duan Tianyang felt her oppression making his chest stuffy and as if he couldn't breathe.

He struggled to break free, pushed her off him, and quickly turned over and pressed on her, pressing his lips tightly against hers.

Yi Shuirou turned her head and shook off his kiss, pleading in her tone: "Promise me that you won't help Yi Fan usurp the throne!"

Duan Tianyang looked at her, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he did not speak. He just silently put his arms around her neck and shut up her chattering mouth again.

Yi Shuirou struggled slightly and then began to respond enthusiastically.

The two of them rolled all the way from the outer room of the main house into the inner room. Duan Tianyang was panting. One of his hands firmly supported Yi Shuirou's back, and the other hand gently lifted her legs. He picked her up horizontally from the ground and slowly walked towards the bed.

Arriving at the bed, Duan Tianyang carefully placed Yi Shuirou on the bed.

Just as he was about to stand up, Yi Shuirou grabbed the clothes on Duan Tianyang's shoulders, pulled him hard, and brought him towards her.

Duan Tianyang took advantage of the situation and pressed his body against Yi Shuirou. At the same time, one hand quietly slipped into her skirt, trying to pull her panties.

Yi Shuirou reacted quickly. She suddenly raised her right leg and her right knee hit Duan Tianyang's chest accurately, causing him to groan and almost fall off the head of the bed.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yi Shuirou quickly turned over and knelt on the bed. She looked at Duan Tianyang firmly and said word by word: "Promise me!"