Chapter 321: 321: The Secret in the Heart (Five updates today, requesting monthly passes + rewards)
"You are not him, the living environment is different, there is no need to compare." Mu Qiuniang said.
"Hehe... I’m not comparing, but I really admire him! Although in his field, I can’t compare to him, but I’m pretty good too, I’m an international superstar, and in this aspect, not many people can match me." Jiang Nuo raised an eyebrow, a face full of pride, "The most important thing is, I have the best wife in the world! The luckiest thing in my life is meeting you, and the proudest thing is marrying you!"
Speaking to the end, he didn’t forget to sprinkle some sweetness.
After Mu Mingyu sent Gong Leitian back, he was directly fed with a handful of dog food.
Ah... Actually being fed every day, every time he sees them. He still has a bit of trouble adapting.
Uncle and Aunt have such sweet mouths, no matter what they do, they always keep Aunt in their hearts, it’s no wonder that after hundreds of years, only he has moved Aunt’s heart.
Perhaps, there have been many excellent men in between who hotly pursued Aunt, but none treated Aunt with more importance than themselves like Uncle did.
Everyone has their selfishness, even if they love someone, they can’t completely give themselves over, everyone holds something back.
Only Jiang Nuo wholeheartedly devoted himself to Mu Qiuniang, and thus he successfully entered her heart.
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After getting in the car, Gong Leitian put all the medicine away, drove to the office, and continued a day’s work.
Underneath the dark uniform, the wounds had stopped bleeding, but he acted as if he didn’t feel it, until after work, returning home late at night, he finally took off his coat. The wounds had already begun to fester, some even sticking to the clothes.
When he took off the clothes, they tugged at the wounds. Fortunately, the wounds weren’t too big, or else, with his ruthless pulling, he might have torn off a piece.
The living room was not lit, after taking off the clothes, he walked naked into the bathroom.
There was a large full-length mirror in the bathroom, reflecting his back clearly, with crisscrossed wounds, and blood oozing from them. His fingers brushed over the wounds, as if he could still feel the sensation of the whip falling on his skin, burning and stinging, as if piercing into his heart, making his whole body tremble.
But, back then he couldn’t tremble, he couldn’t even have any reaction.
He was afraid that if he showed even a little reaction, that person would see through him. But in the end, he didn’t know if she had seen through him. He only knew that when he sat at the coffee table, felt her eyes on him, his fingers gripping the teacup almost couldn’t stop shaking.
In the end, he dared not meet her gaze, guilty, he avoided it.
He felt her gaze linger on him for a moment, unsure if it was confusion, or if she had seen through him.
Honestly, at that moment he was flustered, unsure if he hoped she had seen through him or not. If she did, he feared he could never approach her again; if not, he couldn’t lie to himself, he somewhat hoped she could sense his feelings.
That feeling of walking a tightrope, with an abyss below, was unbearably thrilling, yet so intoxicating.
Gong Leitian slightly narrowed his eyes, lost in that intoxicating feeling, exuding a dangerous allure, like a magnificent male leopard in heat, seducing someone, but once someone really approached, it would unhesitatingly bite their neck, biting them to death.
Not everyone can receive the favor of a male leopard, and it knows the person it favors will not come.
Even knowing they won’t come, he still can’t help but hope, can’t help but indulge in a little fantasy. When her whip is replaced by her soft, chubby little hand...
Master Granduncle’s small hands are really beautiful, not the long, slender fingers that are popular now, but chubby ones with small dimples on the backs, yet the fingertips resemble sculpted jade onions, very cute.
Every time he sees them, he feels an urge to hold and kiss them.
Especially when seeing Grandmaster kissing Master Granduncle’s fingers, he wishes he could replace that person with himself.
However, he can’t do something so impulsive. It’s not that he doesn’t dare, but he is very clearly aware that if he did, the outcome would not be what he wants.
And what he wants is...
"Hmm..."
Gong Leitian moaned with restraint, his voice low and hoarse, carrying a trembling sensuality.
He slightly tilted his head back, his eyes blurred, his mind filled with the figure he had imagined.
Her face was cold, looking down at him as if bestowing a favor, extending her small hand to him: "You look really pathetic now!"
He grabbed her hand, kissing it greedily: "Thank you for your grace, Master Granduncle!"
He restrained his excitement, not embracing her, only licking each of her fingers, again and again.
And the desire below was so apparent, he couldn’t control it, making him suck on the back of her hand fiercely.
"Hiss~" Because it hurt too much, she drew a sharp breath.
He was startled awake, worried she would withdraw her hand, he hurriedly looked up and apologized: "I’m sorry, Master Granduncle, I didn’t mean to, please don’t be angry..."
She slightly furrowed her brows: "You were too forceful!"
Even when angry, she looked so beautiful, he wore a guilty expression, but the reaction of his body betrayed him, he almost wanted to say: "Master Granduncle, it’s alright, if you’re angry, just punish me fiercely, I can take it..."
She really did draw out the Lifebound Magical Artifact from her Dantian—a Divine Pen, transforming it into a long silver whip, mercilessly striking the back of his hand.
"Snap—"
Gong Leitian was about to continue the fantasy, but his back felt as if it had truly been whipped, not a seductive pain with a tingle, but a genuine biting pain.
This pain interrupted his fantasy, he couldn’t help but slightly curl his lips: It seems, Master Granduncle really did notice!
He figured as much, he had felt something fall on him as he left.
However, because it was in Master Granduncle’s yard, he really didn’t think anything would happen there.
"Master Granduncle~"
Gong Leitian bit this title on his lips, the air of abstinent hormones burst forth, rivalling Jiang Nuo’s portrayal of the ascetic monk Fa Hai on screen.
Except, the way he slightly curled his lips was even more dangerous and wicked.
"You are truly adorable! Clearly, you have noticed long ago, yet you didn’t reveal it directly, but used such gentle methods, what are you concerned about?"
"Obviously looking so cold, yet so soft-hearted inside, even to a disciple peeping at you, you can’t bear to be harsh, how could I bear to let go?"
"Master Granduncle~"
In the end, he let out a light sigh, the murmur on his lips both lingering and deep.