Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1390 - 884: Two Red Robes (Part 2)

Because of the commotion earlier, the bright red clothes on her were no longer neatly worn, the garments disheveled, slipping loosely from her shoulders.

Beneath the vermilion robes like blazing flames, a smooth snow-white shoulder peeked through, her ink-black hair resembling clouds, adhering to her slender and snowy neck, weaving downwards, entwining around her collarbone.

Baili An’s gaze darkened, suddenly cupping her blushing and burning little face, his movements gentle, as if afraid of causing her pain, he tilted his head and dropped a kiss at her gracefully curved neck.

Yin Baishuang hummed lightly, her almond eyes, jade-like and moist, narrowed slightly, feeling his warm and cool breath close in, carrying a hint of tenderness, playful chase, leaving traces of fine red marks on her side neck.

"Hmm..." How could she not know, in this environment, she was being gently burned by the poison of Desire.

Yet over these two hundred years, Yin Baishuang often accompanied by sorrow and loneliness, her life and death, sickness and pain, all tied to one person, tasted bitterness, never moved by desire.

Now, with Baili An taking the lead, it stirred that cool wildfire in her heart to burn more intensely.

Her thoughts were dizzy, only feeling extremely comfortable under his meticulous care, wanting to seek more.

She had never experienced this feeling before, uncertain what to do, her heart was burned by that wildfire, shocked and at a loss, so she reached out her hands, tightly embracing his head, as if to merge him entirely into her body, wanting to transform the boy in her arms completely as her own.

Under the girl’s moist and tense gaze, he looked up and smiled lightly, saying: "Who was it just now, eager for a hug and kiss? Turns out it’s Ye Gong, who loved dragons, a paper tiger."

With his teasing, Yin Baishuang gradually eased her tension, she snorted coldly, tousling his hair messily, saying: "Is this all you learned from that female Enchanting Demon, just lip service?"

Baili An’s lips curled up, his eyes filled with warm laughter, this smile looked like a boy untainted by worldly hardships, his clean and bright eyebrows stained with charm, eyes shining brightly.

Without replying to her, wanting to argue the outcome, he silently licked gently under her neck.

The bold and provocative action, when done by him, somehow gave a sense of being innocent and pleasing.

Enticing Yin Baishuang, the pure and naive immortal young lady who hadn’t seen the mortal world’s romance, making her even more restless, feeling like her body was cooked by fire.

Baili An entangled up like spider vines, his slightly sharp tusk hooked her collar.

Looking up at her intently, eyes like pools of water, gaze fixed unwaveringly on her, the end of his eyes slightly upturned, causing Young Palace Master Yin to feel her face burning, eyelashes trembling with tension.

Only then did he smile, a coy expression that made one’s heart itch, his sharply defined lips, because of the recent entanglement, appeared increasingly red and beautiful, making his handsome face look extremely fair.

Underdeveloped body, cheeks and behind ears, tiny hairs faintly visible, appearing very soft.

And with the current appearance of holding her clothes in his mouth, made Yin Baishuang feel he resembled a fluffy, obedient puppy, couldn’t help but reach out to gently scratch his chin.

Baili An’s gaze, smiling and bright, seemed to perceive her most genuine thoughts through her intimate gestures, the curve of his thin and attractive lips deepening.

In Yin Baishuang’s enigmatic gaze, he held her collar in his mouth, tilting his damp head, clinging to her like a sticky little animal, softly making a sound.

"Woof~" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

A sound that was both soft and hoarse, very deep and magnetic.

Like gently pleading, or deliberately entangling, paired with that lovable face, it’s a potent concoction for any lady in the mortal world.

Yin Baishuang’s cloud-moist face instantly blushed, heart seeming to be struck, half her body in that voice, both tingling and numb, bewildered without knowing where she was.

Baili An’s fingers lightly hooked her waistband, causing Yin Baishuang’s garments to loosen even more, he held onto her collar with his mouth without letting go.

Like those worldly romantic scenes, in the listening rain and song tower, sleeping in red candlelight within silk curtains, a boy seriously enchanting the souls of those virtuous women.

After tangling and entwining for quite a while, Baili An finally released her satisfied.

After the devouring intensity passed, Yin Baishuang’s chaotic emotions cleared a bit, she loosely cradled the boy in her arms, neck slightly pricking, likely bitten through.

The boy in her arms, clothes disordered, indescribably charming and handsome, low in her embrace, after madness and noise, returned to a kind demeanor, gently licking the blood seeping from her skin.

Yin Baishuang’s emotions surged beneath her eyes, unable to endure any longer. Like a ghost desperate for passion, she raised her finger to lift Baili An’s chin and pressed down heavily, sealing his fatal mouth. The tip of her tongue lightly swept across his tusk, tasting a trace of remaining sweet and bloody flavor.

This was the blood from the recent bite she received.

Truly a fierce young wolf.

Baili An’s gaze darkened, his voice deep and full of evident love and desire, rich with nasal tone: "Leave a mark, and you will be mine."

Yin Baishuang adored this young wolf in front of her, the blood burning within flesh and bone. A smile hooked at the corner of her eyes, "So fierce."

The spirit light flickered from the Qiankun Bag scattered at Yin Baishuang’s waist as Baili An retrieved a red ceremonial outfit, yet it was styled for a man’s wedding.

Yin Baishuang gazed blankly at the ancient but well-preserved outfit, her eyes flickered twice, and her fingers subconsciously tightened a bit more.

Baili An’s gaze softened with strands and strands of emotion; he gently bumped his forehead against hers and laughed lightly: "I knew you, little fool, still kept this outfit."

Yin Baishuang’s voice choked: "You want to wear it today?"

While she asked this, her hands were swiftly and cleanly stripping Baili An’s clothes.

Smiling at her, Baili An raised his arm lightly, draping the bright red outfit over his pale, slender, moist body, still half-open and half-revealing in a charming style.

But beneath the sky full of flying stars and wildfires, he seemed to have transformed into another being.

He bit a red strap in his mouth, gathering it into a half bun, half ponytail.

A cold body, a soul meant to be lifeless, in the chaos and radiant colors, he was so fervent, warm, bright, and vivid. Like a ray of light shining upon the Mortal World in the afternoon, like a burning, luminous painting.

Yin Baishuang’s heart felt hit hard, gazing dumbly at Baili An.

This was her youth.

Calm heart lake, with winds moving, clouds surging, and startled birds rising.

The youth of her heart donned in red, finally came to pledge a three-life agreement with her.

Baili An smiled with arching brows and eyes, as clear and elegant as a celebration, his dark, bright eyes like the bloom of spring, radiant, diluting the years.

Yin Baishuang was dazed by this smile, finding it indeed hard to resist.

Her youth, dressed in red, was too beautiful.

So beautiful that she wanted to cry.

Two red outfits dispersed on the water, rippling around like two mutual Red Lotuses.

In the moment Baili An held Yin Baishuang up, her heart trembled, feeling a bit nervous, yet she still offered her body entirely, her hands clinging to his shoulders.

Baili An steadily raised her waist, Yin Baishuang ended up taller than him, having to look down at her youth.

He raised his head, black hair and red hair bands swaying in the water, his eyes sparkling like bright light, seeming to illuminate the entire night sky: "We shall wed today."

Yin Baishuang didn’t conceal her shameful desires at all, eagerly exploring his abdomen with sculpted curves like flowing water, as if without touching more, he would belong to someone else.

She said: "We’ve already paid respects to heaven and earth; today I want to complete the ceremony with you directly."

Baili An let her roam freely, laughing: "So urgent?"

Yin Baishuang straightened her body, akin to a devoted maiden offering herself to the gods, her eyes reddish and spring-filled, lips pursed: "Yes, for you, I’m really eager."

(ps: Resurrection-like peek, periodically releasing a long night walk group number 917572815)