Actually, Zhan Lue acted drunk on purpose today. He intended to sleep with Xian Sheng tonight, but when Xian Sheng tried to leave unexpectedly, he could not help but throw a tantrum.
When he bit him, Xian Sheng withdrew. However, when Zhan Lue moved his teeth away, he had already left a red mark there.
Zhan Lue reached his hand out, hooked onto Xian Sheng’s thin waist and embraced him domineeringly.
Xian Sheng felt pain and his cheeks, which were pinched earlier, hurt when he tried to move his face. Although it felt like all of his bones had been shattered by Zhan Lue’s touch, he did not resist. Instead, he leaned back obediently. Seeing this, Zhan Lue seemed satisfied and relaxed his embrace slightly.
Xian Sheng licked his swollen lip and closed his eyes. Subconsciously, he touched his wrists which had been gripped earlier. They felt weak. How much strength did Zhan Lue use just now?
He really found Zhan Lue scary. Their difference in strength was so big that Zhan Lue could kill him easily with a single finger. He thought that he must try his best to avoid what happened today in the future.
Zhan Lue suddenly said, “Your tears seem intentional. You’re trying to make my heart hurt.”
Xian Sheng turned over obediently in his embrace. Zhan Lue smelled like alcohol all over, which engulfed Xian Sheng nostrils and made him feel a bit dizzy. Zhan Lue kissed his lips and Xian Sheng pressed his palms against Zhan Lue’s chest weakly. He was extremely compliant. “Do you want me…?”
The red pinch marks on Xian Sheng’s face had not disappeared yet. When Zhan Lue looked at his pitiful face, he said with a complicated expression, “I’m drunk. Naturally, I want to do something illegal.”
“But you aren’t really drunk… You’re scared of hurting me, right?” Xian Sheng showed a sincere expression and said, “It’s my fault. I did not fulfil my responsibility as a wife and even chased you away to sleep on the couch… I won’t do it anymore.”
Zhan Lue looked at him for a while and his heart could not resist the temptation. “What do you want to do?”
“Let’s sleep together in the future.”
No man could hold himself back in front of such a pitiful face. Zhan Lue could only hug him again, as Xian Sheng said gently, “If Your Highness needs me to help you… with my hand or my mouth, I’m fine with that.”
When Zhan Lue thought of that beautiful face, the rationality within his mind completely shattered. He was about to go crazy.
Xian Sheng actually understood Zhan Lue. Just like what Zhan Jin had said, he was just a step away from conquering Liang, but he gave up for Xian Sheng. He was still grateful for that, regardless of whether Zhan Lue did it out of lust or not.
Although Zhan Lue married Xian Sheng, he still could not sleep with him. He must have felt a bit wronged. Although Xian Sheng found it a bit humiliating at first, when he recalled that this was just a transaction, he became calmer.
He would not feel uncomfortable or anything. He was just trying to seek a chance to survive.
It was just like how he had begged Zhan Lue to spare the Liang nation. If he wanted to survive, nothing was humiliating for him.
He understood what men wanted. If a beauty knelt in front of their feet, their innate sadism would be greatly satisfied.
Someone like Zhan Lue would not refuse it.
Xian Sheng moved his pained wrist around. He lowered his body gradually, his soft and dark hair disappearing into the blankets slowly. In the dark, he calmed himself down and moved closer to it…
In the next second, Zhan Lue suddenly dragged him out. His face was completely red and he glared at Xian Sheng. Throwing the blanket away suddenly, he got off the bed. His body crashed through the windows and he jumped out.
The cold wind surged into the room. Xian Sheng looked at the windows confusedly and sneezed. He wore his coat and walked over.
Outside the window, the bright snow was covering the entire ground. A huge human-shaped tunnel was formed in the four or five-feet high snow. It looked like someone had been swimming in the snow, creating a messy trail in the snow. At the far end of the hole, a man was lying there.
Xian Sheng was dumbfounded for a moment and could not help but smile. “Zhan Lue… Um, what are you doing?”
Zhan Lue buried his burning face in the snow.
He did not move or say anything.
Looking at his back, Xian Sheng hesitated for a while. He propped one hand on the window sill. His hand had regained his strength, but it still hurt a bit. Although Zhan Lue had jumped out quickly, Xian Sheng spent a long time climbing through the window. Sitting on the window sill breathlessly, he touched the ground with the tips of his toes tentatively and landed on the snow.