Aurora's eyes, heavy, flickered to et his gaze as he released inside her for the seventh ti, her own lips swollen and parted, her hair clinging to her damp, glistening skin.
"Nghh..."
She let out a soft, sensual moan as he slowly withdrew from her, their essences mixing and trickling out languidly. Collapsing over him, she took deep breaths, her hair clinging to his bare chest.
"Haa.... Haaa...."
Amidst the slow, rhythmic breathing, his hand found its way to her face, tenderly caressing it with a gentle touch, lost in the mont.
However, while one hand played the role of an angel, the other ventured to her backside, delivering a sharp strike against her already swollen, red skin.
"Mmnnn~ stop it..." Aurora's eyes fluttered as each blow landed, a mixture of pleasure and pain dancing across her features.
"Haha.... Didn't you say you could heal any damage caused?" Wang Xiao chuckled, his amusent evident as he watched her reaction.
Aurora's fists clenched in irritation as she gazed at him, her face betraying a hint of embarrassnt amidst the neutral expression. "I can, but please, not now. Let enjoy this mont. You can indulge your sadistic tendencies in a few minutes," she asserted, eting his gaze with a subtle blush and a daring look in her eyes.
"Huh? Who's the sadist? You're just a masochist..." Wang Xiao shot back.
Aurora remained silent, her expression inscrutable.
"... Fine, I'm a masochist. Leave be," she conceded, effectively shutting down the argunt and leaving Wang Xiao at a loss for words.
"..."
Speechless, as he watched her settle back into her previous position, lying above him in a peaceful slumber, he couldn't shake the nagging curiosity about what was truly going on in her mind.
She appeared to be doing nothing, a fact that left him puzzled and intrigued.
Upon reflecting on the events that had unfolded thus far, he struggled to find any motive for her involvent in a potential sche involving him.
However, after studying her for a while and noticing the depth of emotion in her eyes, he began to form a few tentative conclusions.
Though she had lived for millions of years and possessed formidable strength, she didn't seem to fit the mold of an extraordinary psychopathic genius.
Instead, she ca across as more of a sheltered princess, as she had claid, revealing a aspect to her character that he had not previously considered.
Even Bing Xueli had achieved immortality in under fifteen hundred years, but according to Aurora's description, despite the presence of Aether, it took them quite a while to figure it out.
Perhaps it was because they were so dependent on Aether that they never considered what life would be like without it.
Aurora didn't seem to possess the sa level of talent as Eleanor.
As Wang Xiao observed Aurora calmly resting on his chest, a sense of deja vu washed over him.
Her features seed to shift, morphing into Josephine before his eyes.
He shook his head in amazent, his smile reflecting his newfound understanding perfectly.
In that mont, both Aurora and Josephine appeared strikingly similar.
Up until now, Wang Xiao had viewed Aurora through the lens of immortality, overlooking a crucial detail.
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"Ugh, can't you just be still for a mont?" Aurora couldn't resist speaking as he nuzzled his nose into her shoulder and neck, his lips grazing her milky white skin.
Though her words sounded irritated, Wang Xiao saw a small, hidden smile playing at the corner of Aurora's lips and he stopped, his eyes wide with sudden realization. 'So that's how she is...' he thought to himself, nodding in silent understanding.
"..."
"..."
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, causing their eyes to lock in an intense gaze. Without uttering a single word, Aurora's eyelids fluttered in confusion.
"What...?" she finally managed to ask.
"Do you want a hug?" Wang Xiao unexpectedly interjected, his lips forming the words that struck Aurora like arrows.
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Her head tilted in bewildernt, but the seriousness in his eyes prompted her lips to part and close in hesitation.
"..."
In the midst of a suffocating silence, a minute stretched into eternity before Aurora found herself enveloped in an embrace, her body pressed closely against his, the warmth seeping from his chest into hers, igniting a flicker of heat that danced across her skin.
Her chin delicately perched on his shoulder as she inhaled the mont, her breaths slow and deliberate, eyes swirling with a storm of emotions.
Her hands, a tender whisper against his back, began their silent journey closer to him, inch by inch, as her gaze drifted across the expanse of verdant fields stretching before them, a serene chaos.
Suddenly, a rustle shattered the stillness...
In the next heartbeat, Wang Xiao, whose sole intent had been to unravel a theory, caught himself in a mont of surprise as Aurora entwined her legs around him, her embrace tightening, a serpent's coil of unexpected intimacy.
Her movents, a surpise even to herself, painted her eyes with shades of conflict and curiosity, the warmth of his body sparking an unfamiliar delight within her.
"Umm... How many years has it been since you've touched a human?" Wang Xiao's voice, a gentle intrusion into the silence, stirred the air between them.
Silence.
His inquiry plunged Aurora into a sea of reflection. "I... Don't know..."
Dwelling amongst them, yet the simple act of touch, of shared warmth through sothing as innocent as a hug, remained an uncharted mystery to her?
"Are you done?" Wang Xiao, finally clawing his way back from the depths of his own thoughts, ventured, finding Aurora still in her dreamlike state, yet now wearing a gentle smile that seed to know secrets of its own.
"No..." she responded, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes, still entangled with him in a way that left Wang Xiao montarily at a loss for words.
A beat of silence passed, almost awkward, almost profound.
He couldn't help but wonder, was this going to beco a thing now?
Just as he was about to retreat into his thoughts again, possibly to construct a grand theory on human interaction, Aurora decided to drop another bomb into the conversation, her lips parting slightly, "...Do you prefer a son or a daughter?" she inquired, her voice as light as a feather yet heavy with curiosity.
"Huh?"
Wang Xiao blinked, once, twice, a visual representation of a system reboot, before he managed to stamr out after what felt like an eternity, "...What?"
Undeterred, Aurora pressed on, "Son or daughter? Choose... I could arrange that for you. Also, light skin or dark? And what about the hair color?" Each option presented with the casualness of discussing weather preferences.
"..." Wang Xiao found himself speechless yet again, his brain doing overti.
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