Chapter 144 - Blood Spilt in the Yuanyang Teahouse (1)

Yu Xingzhi’s hands slowly wrapped around her waist from behind and tightened his grasp.

In this seriously cold winter, the two young heterosexual bodies were pressed in the foggy hot spring together, easily igniting their desires.

Zhou Xiaoxiao felt that a certain body part of hers became needy for attention.

Yet, Yu Xingzhi only hugged her tightly and gently, kissing her constantly but without desire. Instead, it seemed more sincere and honest.

Zhou Xiaoxiao turned around and lifted her arm, wrapping it around the man’s waist. She could feel his wet head on her shoulders. The man’s magnetic voice rang. “Don’t leave me, Xiaoxiao.”

He’s actually afraid. I’ve been worrying about solving the mystery of the dragon scale that I neglected his feelings.

Zhou Xiaoxiao lifted her hand and patiently caressed his clean back.

“Don’t be scared, Xingzhi. I’m not going to leave. If I have a chance, I really want to let you see the world I was born in and take you to see my friends and my family.”

In this cold and icy world, they were situated in a warm place.

The crescent-shaped mouth of the spring was emitting white smoke.

The man in the spring gently lifted the woman’s face and deeply kissed his beloved.

…

Zhou Xiaoxiao got out of the water and wore her robe.

She didn’t like to drown in sadness. Since it hadn’t happened, she didn’t want to overthink about it. In the blink of an eye, her sadness vanished and she became lively again.

“In such a beautiful place, let’s do something happy.” She took out her sketchbook and pencil. “Xingzhi, Xingzhi, I hadn’t drawn you in a while. Just stay there and don’t move. I can draw you just like that.”

Yu Xingzhi followed her ashore and wore his robe while saying, “You can draw whatever you want, but let’s go back first.”

He felt his sleeves being tugged on. He turned around to see his weird and eccentric wife wearing the snow-white long robe sitting by the hot spring with her long wet hair scattered on her shoulders.

She was tugging on his sleeves and revealing a sinister smile that made him feel ill at ease.

“Xiaoxiao, although no one would barge in under broad daylight, I…” He was a traditional person and the etiquettes he learned were carved into his bone.

Zhou Xiaoxiao took out her specialized painting brush and gradually used the tip to pull Yu Xingzhi’s robe’s belt to the side.

She lifted her face. There was a faint smile in her eyes. “In my hometown, everyone approves and admires human bodies. Most of the professional art schools where people learned sketches took still life of human bodies. This isn’t something shameful.”

“Xingzhi, you have a beautiful body. I like it a lot. I really want to sketch you. Let me. Here and right now.”

Yu Xingzhi’s face paled and then flushed. “You…sketched a lot of people before?”

“Right, many. Men, women, elders, and children. I’ve sketched countless people.” Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at him calmly. “But from today on, I’ll only sketch you. You’re the only man I want to sketch. Okay?”

Yu Xingzhi looked around and made sure that there was no one before he closed his eyes and took off his robe.

“Xingzhi, lay down by the rock. It’s warm there. Just lay on top of it.”

“Don’t lift your arm. It’s blocking your face.”

“But this position is nice as well. It leaves people to their imaginations.”

“Put your other leg down a bit, okay?”

“Separate it more…more…”

“Ah, how come you reacted to this already? I need to erase and sketch again. It’s a waste.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Don’t cover yourself.”

“Don’t move, don’t move. Otherwise, I’m going to have to re-sketch you again.”

“Don’t be shy. You’re beautiful there too. I’ll make sure to sketch it beautifully.”

“Look at you. Why are you so excited? Endure it for a while. After I’m done, I’ll come to you.”

“Otherwise, you can touch it by yourself for a bit, hehe.”

“Xiaoxiao, don’t…don’t be too excessive.”