20demayo Chapter 240
Chapter 240
Xue Qingheng lowered his eyes, suppressing all inappropriate emotions, and bowed respectfully. In the darkness, only his slightly heavy breathing could be heard.
"I will accept whatever punishment you give me."
Nalan Jingwen suppressed his aura and resumed his indifferent expression, looking down at him condescendingly, "You can withstand any punishment?"
Xue Qingheng's hands, hanging beneath his silver-white sleeves, tightened slightly, but his expression remained unchanged, indifferent and devoid of emotion.
"Yes."
Nalan Jingwen looked at him, said nothing more, reached out and grabbed his neat collar, and under Xue Qingheng's astonished gaze, quickly left the spot by using his profound energy.
The wind whistled in his ears, and the surrounding scenery rushed past so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. However, Xue Qingheng was completely unaware of this, as all his attention was drawn to the person in front of him. Long hair flying in the wind fell on his face, causing a tickle, but he did not blink. He stared straight at Nalan Jingwen's profile, his slender, jade-like fingers gently hooking the long black hair, his fingertips lightly twisting and caressing it, as if he were greedily indulging in it, while his heart was burning with desire.
Nalan Jingwen took in his little actions but did not say anything to stop them. The two moved so fast that they were almost invisible as they flashed across the night sky until they landed on a mountaintop.
The place was eerily quiet, save for the occasional bird call. The leaves rustled in the cold wind, casting swaying shadows. The bright moon hung coldly in the sky. In this silent place, there was a touch of eeriness.
Nalan Jingwen released her hand and casually tossed it aside. Xue Qingheng knew her intention, slightly composed herself, and exerted some force in her hand. Then, the moment Nalan Jingwen let go, she landed gracefully. Her silver-white robes were lifted by the wind, making her appear even more ethereal and otherworldly.
Nalan Jingwen looked at him coldly, the slight pain in her head still lingering. Her gaze fell on his hands, and Xue Qingheng noticed her gaze, silently lowering his hands and hiding them inside his sleeves.
His voice was cold and clear as he asked, "Why did you bring me here, sir?"
Nalan Jing heard his voice, withdrew his attention, and did not answer his question. He flicked his fingertips, and there was a sound of fabric tearing. Xue Qingheng's belt broke and fell to the ground, covered in dust.
Xue Qingheng glanced at Nalan Jingwen with a lowered gaze, saying nothing and showing no surprise, tacitly approving of what could be described as vulgar behavior.
However, when it came to Nalan Jingwen, there was no lewd or vulgar intention whatsoever.
"Take off your clothes."
The woman's voice was indifferent, devoid of any emotion.
Xue Qingheng raised his eyes and gazed at her. Something seemed to flash across his eyes, but then he fell silent. After a long while, he finally slowly raised his hand, his pale fingertips covering his robe. His silver coat slid off his body with a soft sound.
"continue."
Nalan Jingwen looked at him and spoke again.
Xue Qingheng's fingertips paused slightly as he began to untie the knots in his clothes. His movements were extremely elegant. Even when he did such ambiguous things, he did so without any desire, as if he himself was so pure and untainted by worldly desires.
But whether he is truly as desireless as he appears is something only he knows.
Xue Qingheng was very fair-skinned, as Nalan Jingwen had always known. He stood in front of her with his upper body bare, the silvery moonlight behind him making his skin appear even whiter than snow, like a piece of glass, precious yet fragile.
Nalan Jingwen's eyes did not reveal any desire. Even though he was standing naked in front of her, she still swept her entire body over with indifferent eyes.
Then, she slowly walked towards him. The moment Nalan Jingwen approached, Xue Qingheng's muscles tensed slightly as he watched her walk closer and closer...
And now he was naked, standing before her, and realizing this, his heart, which had been dormant for thousands of years, gradually began to beat again.
Even though he knew that Nalan Jingwen had brought him to this desolate place with the intention of humiliating and punishing him.
Nalan Jingwen walked up to him, reached out and stroked his waist. The touch was just as delicate and smooth as last time, making it irresistible.
Xue Qingheng watched her movements in silence, his emotions obscure and unclear. He didn't even seem to want to stop her. As if making a sacrifice, he moved closer to her, letting her hand completely touch his skin.
He was her possession to begin with.
A hint of surprise flashed in Nalan Jingwen's eyes. He looked up at Xue Qingheng, whose expression was indifferent, revealing no other emotions whatsoever.
Nalan Jingwen curled a cold smile at the corner of his lips, his gaze falling once more on the hand hanging at his side, and stretched out his hand towards him, saying, "Give it back to me."
Xue Qingheng was slightly taken aback, looking down at her hand, but made no move.
"What do you mean, sir?"
Play dumb.
"You just pulled my hair, did you really think I didn't notice?"
Xue Qingheng's pale lips were pressed tightly together as she gazed at Nalan Jingwen's strikingly beautiful face without saying a word.
Nalan Jingwen didn't force him. Instead, she pushed him, and Xue Qingheng staggered a few steps, falling to the ground with her force. Then, a familiar scent approached, forcing him to lie down on the robe he had just taken off, which just prevented the pebbles on the ground from scratching him.
He looked at the woman above, tilted his head slightly, picked up the belt that had fallen to the side, and covered his eyes under Nalan Jingwen's slightly puzzled gaze.
"grown ups……"
Nalan Jingwen had said that he didn't want to look him in the eye when doing such things.
But the darkness did not last long before the light returned, and before him was the woman's magnified face, so close that he could almost feel her presence.
Xue Qingheng's breath hitched, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked away.
Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing said, "You should know why I brought you here."
Xue Qingheng pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, refusing to look at her.
"know."
Punishment, humiliation.
A person who is as pure and aloof as an immortal has been dragged down from his pedestal, struggling in the mud, stained with dust, and doing such outrageous things in the wilderness without any cover. All his desires and depravity are exposed. Isn't this the greatest humiliation for him?
Isn't this exactly what Nalan Jingwen wants to see?
"Since you know, there's no need to cover your eyes."
Let him see how pathetic and depraved he is.
"Yes……"
As the night deepened, the wind blew through the trees and reached the two of them, making it even colder. The person beneath them instinctively tried to circulate their internal energy to ward off the cold.
The woman noticed and said coldly, "You are not allowed to use your internal energy."
Xue Qingheng froze, no longer moving, letting the cold wind penetrate her body, gradually making her cold and stiff.
Nalan Jing watched as his face gradually turned pale, yet he remained silent, letting her do as she pleased, like a dutiful plaything, devoid of his own consciousness and thoughts, with everything about him decided by her.