Xu Qian's dark eyes widened slightly. She reached out in a panic and hugged his waist, gently stroking his back.
"Lian Du... I..."
I'm sorry.
"No need to say it."
He flipped over and sat up, picked up his clothes from the bed, and began to put them on.
"Song Xiaoping will destroy the small bases in other provinces next. That's all I can tell you."
Xu Qian was stunned when she heard this. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
She stood up and hugged his shoulders tightly, her voice hoarse, "Lian Du, I want you."
Lian Du froze. He pulled down her wrist and gently held it in his palm.
He turned and looked at her cautiously, "Do you know what you're saying?"
Xu Qian had always been a very clear-headed person.
Even when facing a dead end, she could quickly extricate herself.
Tang Zhiyuan, perhaps she had liked him a little at first, but as time went by, that already scarce affection had long since worn away.
For example, Mei Yuebai and Xiang Jintian, it was false to say she didn't like them, but it wasn't love.
They had accompanied her through the most difficult times, enduring the most injuries and suffering the most.
Her heart ached, and she felt helpless, but even so, she couldn't stay in place.
There were so many mission objectives waiting for her.
Perhaps someone like her didn't have the right to talk about love.
Song Xiaoping, she had always treated him as a younger brother and the main villain, while Guan Weiyun was currently just a mission objective and a bed partner.
As for Lian Du, he was an outsider.
Even an antagonist.
Yet he always treated her with unwavering kindness.
So kind that even if her heart were made of stone, she would be a little moved.
He wanted her body, and she would give it. She wanted him too.
But... she didn't have the right to mention feelings.
"Lian Du, let's keep it simple, shall we?"
The girl kissed along the lines of his shoulder muscles, all the way to his handsome jawline, his cheeks, his lips, and gradually downward.
The man clenched his fists, remaining motionless, yet his body had already sent out its commands.
His mind told him no.
His body told him yes.
Lian Du braced himself and managed to say, "Xu Qian, forget it."
Xu Qian spat out what was in her mouth and said hoarsely, "Really?"
Honestly, since her rebirth, she had rarely served men; it was always men serving her.
This active approach this time was also quite rare.
Lian Du let out a low hum, closed his eyes, and dared not look at her alluring appearance.
One more glance, and he feared he would fall into the abyss.
Xu Qian tilted her head, stared at him for a moment, and realized he truly didn't want it.
"Fine, then hurry up and leave."
Xu Qian, still unclothed, jumped onto the bed with a plop and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
So embarrassing.
To refuse even after reaching that point, it seemed her charm had diminished again.
She squeezed her eyes shut fiercely, trying to block out the scent in her nostrils.
Sleep, sleep. After waking up, she would ask Song Xiaoping to send her a whole basket of blood.
Suddenly, Xu Qian felt a chill down her back.
The quilt was thrown aside, and the man gently embraced her from behind, his naked body pressed tightly against hers.
His embrace was warm and reassuring.
"Xu Qian, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that I can't get past this hurdle in my heart."
"I like you, I like you a lot, but that doesn't mean I have to..."
It was precisely because he liked her so much that he cherished her even more.
Hearing his thoughts, Xu Qian closed her eyes, concealing the sudden emotion that welled up within them.
"No need to explain." She understood.
Lian Du was startled and buried his head in her fair, tender neck, nuzzling her.
She smelled sweet and soft.
"If you're not going to do anything, then get out quickly. Don't just rub against me like this."
Lian Du wasn't afraid of her; he wanted to hold her for as long as he could.
Perhaps, in the future, there would be no more opportunities.
Xu Qian felt hot all over from his nuzzling, fragrant and warm, yet she couldn't act.
This was truly something.
"Give me some blood."
If this continued, she would eventually force herself.
Lian Du blinked in surprise and asked, "What do you need blood for?"
Xu Qian turned around, took his hand, and pressed it to her chest.
Lian Du: ...
Should he pull his hand away, or go along with it...