Killer Queen + 18

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He walked over to Xiao Li, first removing the ink-colored cloak tied around her neck, then reaching out to take off her completely soaked clothes.

Hesitantly, Huangfu Haotian finally unbuttoned the first button at her neck. As he opened her collar, a moon-white jade pendant on her chest suddenly caught his eye.

His heart instantly trembled—no wonder from the moment he first saw her, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. So, she was… her!

He slowly moved his hand to her shoulder, gently pulling away her rain-soaked clothes that clung to her body. As her fragrant shoulder was exposed, a bruise suddenly came into view.

His heart abruptly throbbed. He inexplicably felt a pang of heartache.

Yes, that feeling was indeed heartache.

And it was right; after all, this woman in front of him was his woman, Huangfu Haotian's. So, it wasn't out of line for him to feel heartache for her.

In an instant, the strength in his hands softened considerably. After Huangfu Haotian had completely removed Xiao Li's clothes, he quickly pulled her into his embrace and gently laid her on the bed.

It was truly strange. Had his constant desire to bring her back here been predetermined all along?

Perhaps, in his subconscious, he had already accepted this woman, which was why he was willing to let the Yuwen sisters return home in his carriage while he brought her alone to this small courtyard that very few people knew about.

As night fell, Physician Mo had already sent over the herbal medicine.

Knowing she was his woman, Huangfu Haotian naturally didn't want to entrust the task of serving her medicine to his guards. So, for the first time, Huangfu Haotian took on the job of attending to a woman.

"Wake up... wake up..."

In a daze, Xiao Li felt someone gently pushing her.

Reluctantly opening her eyes, she groggily asked, "What do you want? Can't you see I'm sleeping? My head's killing me, aren't you annoying?"

Was she... really like this?

Looking at her exasperated expression, Huangfu Haotian actually curved his lips into a smile. "I know your head hurts. Didn't I already have medicine prepared for you? Just get up and drink this bowl of medicine, and your headache will be gone soon."

As he spoke, he wrapped the brocade quilt around her, then picked her up, quilt and all, and sat her on the edge of the bed.

As soon as she was settled, Xiao Li caught a whiff of the pungent medicine. In her confusion, she quickly reached out to cover her mouth. "What kind of medicine is this? I... I don't want to take traditional Chinese medicine. Hurry up and give me two pills of Gankang instead."

Huangfu Haotian was stunned. "Gankang? What's a Gankang? Come on, come on, beautiful, be good. The doctor said you've caught a cold. You need to drink this medicine quickly, or it won't be good if your condition gets worse."

"Why does this person sound a bit weird?" Xiao Li muttered to herself as her brain slowly started to clear.

Oh, wait, she wasn't the former Zisu anymore. Now, she was Xiao Li.

"Come on, open your mouth, be good, I'll feed you." This man's voice was so nice, and so gentle. Forget it, no matter what, it's just a bowl of medicine, she'd drink it. It's not like she'd never had it before.

Under Huangfu Haotian's gentle coaxing, Xiao Li finally obediently opened her mouth and drank the bowl of medicine.

"This medicine... it's really bitter." To be honest, it wasn't just a little bitter.

Huangfu Haotian gently wiped away the medicine residue from the corner of her mouth with his hand and smiled, "Good medicine tastes bitter. It's bitter now, but you'll be fine after tonight."

Hopefully, Xiao Li thought.

But what could she do? Her head still hurt so much. All she wanted was to get some good sleep.

Thinking this, she couldn't help but say it out loud, "My head hurts so much, it really hurts... I... I need to sleep for a bit."

Looking at her tightly furrowed brows, Huangfu Haotian surprisingly couldn't bear to refuse. He quickly put the medicine bowl aside, then gently laid her back down, letting her sleep comfortably on the brocade bed.

"Mmm, it's so hot..."

Perhaps it was due to the bowl of medicine, Xiao Li felt a surge of heat inside, making her want to kick off the quilt and cool down.

With a slight flick of her jade leg, the brocade quilt suddenly slipped off her smooth skin.

Huangfu Haotian, who was silently sitting beside her reading by lamplight, turned his head, and almost got a nosebleed.

Under the dim lamplight, he saw her exquisite body laid out on the softly gleaming brocade bed, not a stitch covering her alluring curves. It was hard not to let his imagination run wild.

So she was still this beautiful... Recalling the sweet taste she had given him that night, Huangfu Haotian's gaze uncontrollably drifted down her jade-like face.

He wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't looked, but once he did, Huangfu Haotian felt a sudden wave of heat in his lower abdomen, and the thing between his legs immediately stood tall.

But at a time like this, how could he possibly...

Beauty lay before him. The agony of restraint was immense.

Huangfu Haotian dared not hesitate any longer. He quickly reached out and pulled the brocade quilt back over her, swiftly covering her beautiful body.

But no sooner had he covered her than he felt a slight shiver from her body. "Oh, it's cold, I'm so cold..."

He looked up at her face, which was gradually turning flushed.

He reached out and touched her forehead—it was burning! It turned out she had suddenly developed a fever.

What should he do now?

Huangfu Haotian was a little flustered. But the person on the bed continued to murmur intermittently, "So cold... I'm so cold..."

Huangfu Haotian quickly stood up, found the only remaining brocade quilt, and tightly wrapped it around her.

But Xiao Li continued to call out, "So cold, I'm so cold..."

What to do? What should he do now?

Huangfu Haotian gazed deeply at the face of the person on the bed. Suddenly—

Quickly unbuttoning his own long gown, Huangfu Haotian pulled back the quilt and quickly lay down beside Xiao Li.

Feeling a sudden, fiery warmth, Xiao Li couldn't help but let out a joyful hum, and unconsciously burrowed into his embrace.

There was a hint of nervousness in his heart, but his hands still uncontrollably slowly pulled her into his arms. The moment his fingers touched her smooth skin, his heart suddenly began to pound violently.

His chest heated up rapidly with his heartbeat, causing her to nuzzle her small head into his chest. "Mmm, so warm... so comfortable... Oh..." As she mumbled to herself, the person in his arms spread her arms and legs, wrapping around him like an octopus.

How could she? How could this girl do this?

But at this moment, in this situation, what could he do?

Huangfu Haotian was no Buddha, and at a time like this, even the Buddha himself probably couldn't save him.

His fiery lips, no longer under control, pressed against her forehead. The burning kiss was like a series of spells he had cast, making her let out soft, comfortable moans.

"Mmm..."

His hot hands roamed up and down her hot body, making her feel like she had found a messenger of the sun. Her hands unconsciously climbed onto his back, like vines spreading their branches under the scorching sun.

No longer hesitating, he reached back to cup her small face, and his burning lips quickly plucked her cherry lips.

After some soft mingling, his fiery tongue had pried open her pearly teeth, and her small, delicate tongue, guided by him, danced an intimate dance with his. The fragrance of her mouth mixed with the bitterness of the medicine stirred ripples in his heart.

"Tell me, what's your name..." With his red lips near her ear, he lingered, whispering his question.

Like a summons from a dream, she parted her red lips. "A'Li..." She was already moaning repeatedly, yet still obediently said her name: "That's right, my name is A'Li."

"A'Li..." He whispered in her ear, "So, you're my A'Li..."

His hands cupped her breasts, gently kneading, teasing her sensitive spots with circular motions. "A'Li, do you know, I really want you..."

A sudden pang of pain in her chest, followed by a wave of pleasure, made her let out soft moans. "Ah... Mmm..." Her hands suddenly climbed onto his shoulders, and her whole body curvaceously pressed against his embrace.

His firm shaft swelled even more painfully with the intermittent touches of her legs. His fiery lips, no longer able to be restrained, ravaged downwards along her shoulder, past the peaks, past the plains, finally slowly resting on her beautiful peach garden.

Slowly parting her legs, he leaned down into her most intimate garden, and lightly touched her delicate 'peach blossom' with his long tongue, drawing a soul-stirring moan from her...

Returning to her ear, he tempted her with his voice, already low and hoarse from desire, "Tell me, you want me too..."

Slowly opening her hazy eyes, Xiao Li no longer knew where she was, only that she felt terribly uncomfortable all over and desperately wanted to find a way to release the fire burning within her.

"Tell me, you want me..." Before her was a face of unparalleled beauty, his enchanting eyes had already captivated her soul.

"I... I... want..." Her vision suddenly went black, followed by an overwhelming dizziness. It was his already unrestrained kiss, like the stormy rain outside the window, battering her completely, wave after wave, into an ocean of desire.

"Mmm, oh... Mmm..." His firm, surging length reached her depths, and the fierce impacts echoed the "pitter-patter" of the rain outside the window.

The ice in her heart had unknowingly melted, turning into sweat that erupted through her pores.

Under the dim lamplight, the night was so sensual.

Outside the window, wind and rain poured down. Inside, clouds and rain soared.

When passion burned to its peak, when two hearts soaring to the clouds suddenly released, with a soft cry and a low roar, everything finally returned to silence.

When Huangfu Haotian once again carefully gazed at the unconscious person in his arms, he couldn't help but close his eyes deeply.

He had originally thought she was just a mere servant from a music hall. He never imagined this passion could be so captivating.

"....."