Hateful Ears Chant Crimes

Chapter 342 - 226: Boiling a Frog in Warm Water_3

Chapter 342: Chapter 226: Boiling a Frog in Warm Water_3

Even some scattered Sword Sect disciples in the vicinity were looking in Su Bei’s direction.

Su Bei looked at her with a curious expression. "Queen Lin, if there isn’t anything important to discuss, what’s wrong with the Eastern Emperor?"

"..."

Sensing Su Bei’s expression, which genuinely didn’t seem deceitful, Lin Jinyu found herself momentarily confused.

Ji Nanjue isn’t with Su Bei? Then where is he? Where did he go last night, not returning even now?

Lin Jinyu calmed herself and, looking at Su Bei with some anxiety, said, "My husband disappeared yesterday and still hasn’t returned."

"Does Elder Su have any news of my husband?"

"..."

Su Bei shook his head, but then an idea seemed to strike him, as if a lightbulb had lit up above his head.

Could it be... Men, well, those who know, know. Staying out all night usually means only a few things. Brother Ji seems so upright, but it turns out he’s just like the rest. He couldn’t help but feel a flicker of contempt.

"Queen Lin, please don’t worry. Perhaps Brother Ji was genuinely delayed by something important!" Su Bei offered. "He might return after a while."

For some reason, Lin Jinyu’s right eyelid twitched uncontrollably, and the unease in her heart intensified. She shook her head. "That’s not right."

"My husband always tells me what he’s doing; he’s never stayed out all night without letting me know."

"Hmm, since Elder Su also has no news of him, I will take my leave."

"..."

With that, she hastily departed.

Watching her disappearing silhouette, Su Bei slapped his forehead in annoyance. I still haven’t returned her camisole. I forgot again! But... why would Brother Ji suddenly disappear?

He shook his head. No point dwelling on these complicated matters. He then walked toward Dan Wulan’s courtyard.

...

Dan Wulan’s condition had improved significantly.

When Dan Wuque saw Su Bei arrive, he blinked and stepped out of the room. After taking a few steps, he seemed to remember something and hurriedly closed the door.

CLANG—

Seeing Dan Wuque act so considerately, Su Bei smacked his lips.

Dan Wulan struggled to sit up. Su Bei placed a pillow behind her waist and helped her. Seeing her weakened state, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of concern and tenderness. He extended his hand and gently began to massage her.

Dan Wulan offered him a faint smile. "Aren’t you going to watch the match?"

Su Bei felt the inside of her smooth, creamy thigh pressed tightly against his own.

A strange sensation stirred in his heart. They had been intimate before, but never as naturally as this. Perhaps the breakthrough that day had brought their feelings a step closer. He reached out his long arms, embracing her slender back.

Dan Wulan was tall, but in his embrace, she seemed like a child, leaning softly against his chest.

"I’m not going. I’ll stay here with you," Su Bei said gently.

"..."

Dan Wulan felt a sweetness bloom in her heart as she toyed with Su Bei’s large hand. Suddenly, she noticed several faint bite marks that hadn’t yet faded.

Her brows furrowed slightly as she carefully sniffed Su Bei.

After taking a few breaths and a long silence, she finally let out a quiet sigh and asked, "Where did you go last night?"

Cold sweat immediately beaded on Su Bei’s forehead. He swallowed nervously. "Of course, I slept in my own room!"

"..."

That statement wasn’t a lie... exactly. It was true for the latter half of the night, anyway.

Dan Wulan did not react as dramatically as Su Bei had expected. She simply, gently, slipped her purple gown off her shoulders, revealing jade-like, fragrant skin. In the sunlight, her silhouette was suggestive, shimmering with an alluring luster.

A pair of long, straight, jade-like legs stretched out from under the covers, tensing slightly, displaying their perfect curves.

"Husband, am I beautiful?"

This unexpected "husband" truly struck a chord in Su Bei’s heart. He gulped, gazing at the coolly alluring woman before him. Her jade-like toes curled slightly, her fair, tender legs swaying gently before his eyes.

"Beautiful!"

So stunningly beautiful, beyond comparison!

Su Bei’s hand moved freely, gently touching (...), pinching her (...) softly. She didn’t resist, merely looking at him.

The room was still very bright.

She knew it would be incredibly difficult to make the man before her think only of her, but she wanted to try.

For some reason, a delicate blush tinged Dan Wulan’s face.

"Well, Husband, would you like to take things further?"

This unprecedented question echoed in Su Bei’s ears.

Su Bei’s breathing grew heavy, his voice trembling slightly. "What..."

She squirmed in Su Bei’s arms, like a crimson carp flicking out of water. Holding such soft jade, her warm fragrance enveloping him, Su Bei’s senses reeled.

He kissed her vibrant red lips deeply. Dan Wulan slowly closed her eyes.

After the kiss, her face was flushed like a sunrise, her eyes moist. Combined with her somewhat pale complexion, she looked even more devastatingly beautiful.

"Are you seducing me?"

Could it really be happening again today? Is my core finally going to see some action?

Su Bei couldn’t help but gently stroke her delicate waist; it was perfectly slim, without a hint of excess flesh.

Dan Wulan, tickled by his touch, giggled and twisted her waist to evade him. Then, she slipped from Su Bei’s grasp. With a teasing smile, she looked at the bite marks on his hand and said, "If my husband could take care of this, then today would be fine..."

"..."

Su Bei instantly deflated like a punctured ball.

Of course, that was impossible. What she meant by ’take care of this’ was, of course, far more complicated than simply making the bite marks disappear.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Dan Wulan’s eyes, but she knew it wasn’t right to push him too hard. She couldn’t be too demanding, or it might go against her original intentions.

She looked up at the man again. He was suppressing his desires for her sake... or perhaps for his own, too. The closer I get to him, the more I experience his care, the more I feel his warmth! To him, am I like a frog that needs to be slowly simmered in warm water?