AMLFS Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Kiss Me

Chapter 53: Kiss Me

This was the first time for both of them. After a few initial attempts,

Zhao Fangye gradually got the hang of it.

Indeed, men inherently possess an advantage in this area.

Song Huaixi’s breath mingled with his, his dark eyes filled with primal, instinctive desire.

Pure yet alluring.

More proactive than usual, Song Huaixi seemed to melt completely as their skin touched.

The under-floor heating burned in the bedchamber, and the air between the bed curtains was thick with heat.

Lying on the bed with his dark hair spread out, Song Huaixi felt Zhao Fangye’s movements with a bit of cluelessness.

His senses seemed to be amplified infinitely.

Every move of Zhao Fangye’s was so clear.

His breathing gradually became rapid, and Song Huaixi realized that today seemed different from the usual sleeping.

He reached out and grabbed Zhao Fangye’s wrist.

He asked with confusion, “It’s a little… strange…”

His voice was soft and sticky, with a hint of hoarseness after crying so loudly just now.

This kind of charm caused Zhao Fangye, who had been suppressing himself, to feel his desires surge, his eyes revealing an aggression that seemed to engulf Song Huaixi.

He propped himself above Song Huaixi, looking down at him.

His voice was low and husky, with a unique maturity: “Huaixi, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

Hearing the voice, Song Huaixi only felt his body become even more scorching. From the inside out, it was like a burning wasteland.

Panting softly, Song Huaixi said intermittently, “It’s so strange… um… different…”

Knowing what he was referring to, Zhao Fangye leaned down and gazed at him.

He placed a kiss on his lips, his tone gentle and earnest: “Huaixi, this is real sleeping, a real husband and wife.”

Real husband and wife?

He hadn’t understood what it meant yet.

“Ah…”

Song Huaixi suddenly cried out briefly.

Immediately, he frowned and clutched Zhao Fangye’s back, leaving red marks on it.

A strange sensation swept over him, and his heart trembled and pounded wildly.

His limbs were paralyzed, and his body seemed to enter another wonderful world.

At the same time, a cool spring seemed to pour into the long-lasting heat on his body.

The parched earth, after a long drought, was relieved for a moment.

Zhao Fangye took in his expression completely, watching the subtle expressions on his face. He would stop immediately if Song Huaixi showed the slightest discomfort.

Fortunately, due to the effect of the Qi Meng powder, Song Huaixi felt no discomfort at all.

Only a look of cluelessness remained on his face.

Zhao Fangye leaned down and gently pecked at the corners of his round eyes, lingering on his flushed earlobes and fair neck.

His movements were gentle and tender, as if treating a fragile porcelain.

Snow-red plums seemed to bloom on his fair skin. Song Huaixi couldn’t help but hum softly.

“Um…”

The voice was soft and obedient, inexplicably stirring up the violence in Zhao Fangye’s heart. But he still restrained himself and focused on giving Song Huaixi a wonderful experience.

Their bodies gradually harmonized, and as if discovering that this could relieve the heat on his body, Song Huaixi began to actively hug Zhao Fangye’s back in demand.

“Zhao Fangye… I’m uncomfortable… kiss me…”

His eyes were dark and heavy, like a gathering storm. Zhao Fangye lowered his head and sucked at his lips with fierce movements, wishing he could devour him whole.

“My Huaixi, my treasure,” Zhao Fangye murmured as he kissed him fiercely.

Song Huaixi had never felt this way before, his whole body was like floating in a fairyland, making him unable to suppress the urge to shout.

The sound of panting mingled, gradually becoming heavy, and the desire between the bed curtains rose. Zhao Fangye entwined with him.

Song Huaixi trembled at the waist, his eyes flushed as he gasped for breath.

So this is what husband and wife do?

The tassels on the bed curtains swayed until late at night.

Zhang Mama stood outside the door, pacing back and forth, her eyes full of worry.

Song Huaixi had not come out since he was carried in that afternoon. His face was terrible when Zhao Fangye carried him back.

He must have been wronged in the school.

Zhang Mama’s heart was tightly clenched, and the Prince had ordered that no one should go in to disturb him.

Her poor young master. How much grievance has he suffered since he married here?

Occasionally, suppressed cries and sobs from Song Huaixi came from the room. Zhang Mama was brought to tears listening to them. It was really suffering.

Having guarded from afternoon to evening, Zhang Mama saw that the door had not moved, but Song Huaixi’s crying continued.

What could be done? At least he had to eat, right?

Zhang Mama was in a panic.

At this moment, Zhao Fangye opened the door and walked out. He was wearing his inner clothes, and his face had a lazy look.

He looked at Zhang Mama and said the same sentence as the previous few days: “Someone, prepare water.”

The expression on Zhang Mama’s face changed slightly, and she immediately realized what had happened in the room. She looked at the room in a daze.

Zhao Fangye tilted his head and looked at the expression on her face without saying a word.

Zhang Mama suddenly regained her senses: “This old servant will go and prepare.”

Personally wiping Song Huaixi’s body, there was still a blush from the Qi Meng powder on his face.

This kind of thing was very powerful.

Even a small amount could make people lose their minds, let alone Zhao Jingshuo had given him a whole bottle.

The effect of the medicine had not dissipated, and Song Huaixi had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. Zhao Fangye placed him on the bed. He instructed the servants to cook some easy-to-eat food.

Calculating the time, Zhao Fangye woke Song Huaixi up and fed him some things.

Afterwards, Song Huaixi’s body began to heat up again.

Leaning in Zhao Fangye’s arms, he kept rubbing against his neck. The coolness of his skin dispelled some of the heat.

Zhao Fangye reached out and put his arm around his waist, testing the temperature on his forehead. He turned around and drove everyone out of the door.

The door of the bedchamber closed tightly again.

This situation continued until the third night. During this period, Zhao Fangye strictly forbade the servants from approaching except when instructing people to prepare water and meals.

On the bed, beads of sweat rolled down Song Huaixi’s face, and Zhao Fangye reached out to wipe them away.

He lowered his head and kissed his lips: “Huaixi, are you still uncomfortable?”

For three days in a row, Song Huaixi was so limp that he couldn’t even lift a finger.

For these three days, he was simply a chaotic doll.

All emotions were controlled by Zhao Fangye.

Leaning on Zhao Fangye’s shoulder, Song Huaixi hummed softly, and a flash of white light passed through his mind.

After a moment, he regained his senses and clutched Zhao Fangye’s lapel.

His voice was hoarse: “No… no more… I’m so tired… Zhao Fangye…”

After speaking, his eyes closed and he fell into a deep sleep. Zhao Fangye reached out and touched the sweaty hair on his forehead. He picked him up and placed him in the tub for careful cleaning.

After everything was properly cleaned up, he placed him on the bed. Zhao Fangye felt relieved after touching the temperature on Song Huaixi’s body.

Tucking him in, Zhao Fangye turned and walked out of the courtyard gate.

In the dungeon, Zhao Jingshuo was tied to a pillar, without a drop of water for three full days. His face was covered in blood, and an arrow feather was still stuck in the wound on his shoulder.

Locked in a dark dungeon, he had the strength to yell at first.

Now he was so dizzy from hunger that he was completely haggard and miserable.

The dungeon door opened, and Zhao Fangye walked up to him. His voice was as cold as a soul-reaping demon.

“Zhao Jingshuo, we still have a debt to settle. Hold on.”