"Don't—"
Pei Yuhang's eyes snapped open. He clutched his fingers, gasping for breath. His terrified expression was like that of a drowning man just pulled from the water.
"Ah Han, what's wrong?"
Noticing sothing was wrong with Pei Yuhang, Ye Liyuan, who was beside him, also opened her eyes. Seeing her Dao Companion's clothes soaked with sweat, she reached for a towel and began to wipe it away.
"Have you been too tired lately? Is that why you had a nightmare?"
Ye Liyuan spoke gently, patiently wiping away every bead of sweat from his body.
"No..."
Sensing Liyuan's worry, Pei Yuhang inexplicably found himself unable to look up at her.
'That dream just now...'
Pei Yuhang looked down at his fingers. On one of his long, slender fingertips was a clear, rough scar—obviously a bite mark.
'A hundred years have passed, yet it can still phantomly ache.'
Seeing Pei Yuhang's worried expression, Ye Liyuan poked his cheek, then patted her own lap.
"Ah Han, lie down. Let give you a massage... You used to say you loved my lap-pillow massages the most, you know.
"If you dare say it's not comfortable in a bit, I'll hit you with my little fists!"
As Ye Liyuan spoke, she puffed out her cheeks and waved a fist in front of Pei Yuhang, as if to threaten him: 'If you don't lie on my lap and say my massage is comfortable, you're dead at!'
Seeing the shy blush on his Dao Companion's face, a happy smile touched Pei Yuhang's lips. He lay down on Liyuan's soft and supple thighs and whispered:
"Since my darling Liyuan is so eager to give a massage, I suppose I have no choice but to obediently enjoy it."
"Silly Ah Han, who's eager to give you a massage? You're the one begging ..."
Ye Liyuan huffed petulantly, but her slender fingers still found their way to Pei Yuhang's head and began to massage him patiently and ticulously.
Her soft fingertips applied just the right amount of pressure, gently rubbing and rotating over the acupressure points on his head. The frantic beating of his heart, which had been racing since he woke up, quickly cald down.
Pei Yuhang lay on his darling Liyuan's lap, inhaling her familiar scent, and felt his mind beco incomparably serene.
After a long while, Pei Yuhang suddenly whispered sothing, but his voice was so low it sounded like he was talking in his sleep.
But even so, as long as it was Pei Yuhang's voice, Ye Liyuan could hear it.
"Liyuan, am I pathetic?"
"I'm already a Cultivator who has reached Divinity Transformation, yet I still have nightmares and end up in such a sorry state."
"Last night, I ca into the room intending to take care of you, Liyuan... but in the end, you're the one taking care of again."
Ye Liyuan gently stroked Pei Yuhang's hair. Then, like a prankster, she tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing him into a smile.
"That's right. The great Cold Sun Sword Immortal, scared awake by a nightmare, only to be cald down by a gentle lap-pillow massage from his beautiful Dao Companion.
"If word of this got out, all the Sword Cultivators in the world who worship you would be dumbfounded, right? Those old fossils might even co running over just to laugh at you."
As Ye Liyuan spoke, she patted Pei Yuhang's face and leaned down to et his gaze, her eyes filled with infinite affection.
"But so what? In my heart, Ah Han is still that peerless White-clothed Sword Immortal."
"And I love seeing you rely on . What's there to be ashad of in relying on your own Dao Companion? Don't tell you have a bit of a macho streak, Ah Han?"
"If I could, I'd have you rely on forever."
Ye Liyuan spoke with sincerity, her earnest, limpid eyes making Pei Yuhang subconsciously swallow hard.
Sensing Pei Yuhang's dazed stare, Ye Liyuan chuckled and lightly tapped his head.
"Silly Ah Han... No wonder I had to be the one to pursue you back then! This is when you're supposed to kiss , you blockhead!"
The light tap snapped Pei Yuhang out of his daze.
He sat up, pulled his Dao Companion into his arms, and kissed her.
It was a sweet, gentle, and lingering kiss, filled with the genuine affection between them.
Completely different from last night's violent, purely lust-driven release.
Looking at the adorable, dazed expression of the Dao Companion in his arms, Pei Yuhang's heart filled with even more tenderness. He tightened his embrace around her soft, delicate body, unwilling to let go.
In that mont, Pei Yuhang made a firm resolution.
He could never let this wonderful Ye Liyuan be disappointed in him.
He wanted to forever remain in Ye Liyuan's heart as that untainted Sword Immortal, standing proud with his sword in a white robe.
'Liyuan must never find out about my shaful past!'
'Liyuan just needs to be my pampered darling forever, enjoying my affection. I'll shield her from all the storms of the outside world.'
With this thought, Pei Yuhang continued to kiss her.
"Liyuan, I love you."
"Mmm, I know."
"Liyuan, I only love you."
"Obviously... Isn't one peerless Fairy like enough for you to love? H-how many others are you planning on loving?"
Ye Liyuan mumbled in Pei Yuhang's arms.
She bit Pei Yuhang's neck and started leaving hickeys to express her dissatisfaction.
For so reason, just as Pei Yuhang had a thing for the Fairy's feet, Ye Liyuan had a particular fondness for Pei Yuhang's long neck.
There were his delicate collarbones, his sexy Adam's apple full of masculine charm, and on his fair neck, every blue vein was clearly visible.
Every ti Ye Liyuan saw it, she always wanted to kiss it forcefully in a conspicuous place, leaving her mark and proudly letting every other Fairy who saw Pei Yuhang know that he was *her* Dao Companion.
'She rembered back when she had just joined the sect and Pei Yuhang was still her Brother Pei. During his close-quarters instruction on swordsmanship, she would deliberately, while pretending it was an accident, smudge the rouge from her lips onto his snow-white collar.'
'Back then, just seeing Pei Yuhang's neck would make her secretly swallow her saliva. She would always criticize herself—how could she have such a strange fetish? If Brother Pei ever found out, she would probably die of sha and kill herself!'
'Fortunately, the heavens were kind, and she and Brother Pei ended up together.'
'Now, she could leave all sorts of marks on Brother Pei's neck without any restraint~!'
Mwah~!
"I love it~!"
Feeling the wetness and the slightly stinging, tingling itch on his neck, Pei Yuhang tilted his head in confusion.
"Liyuan, what did you just say?"
"Mmm, nothing..."
Pei Yuhang nodded, not thinking much of it.
He held his Dao Companion, his fingers running through her three thousand silky strands of hair as he stroked it gently.
"Liyuan, promise ... you'll never leave , okay?"
Ye Liyuan nodded and said silently in her heart:
'Ah Han, from the mont you saved during my Celestial Tribulation, the rest of my life has belonged completely to you...'
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