There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 44: You Can Only Be Used By Me

The little demoness suddenly opened her eyes wide. At the same time, her hand, which was supposed to be struck by a bamboo stick, tightly covered the side of her face that he had just kissed. Her originally cold and alluring face had already turned rosy, even spreading to her neck, reddening down her back all the way to her heels.

"You…you…"

Xuan Yin glared at him angrily, though it was just a very brief moment. Yet, the little demoness' head was already spinning, and her body felt somewhat weak, as if she were intoxicated… Countless thoughts lingered on her lips, but she didn't know how to speak.

"You foolish woman…"

"How could I bear to hit your hand, my wife?" Lu Xun looked at the blushing and seemingly intoxicated little demoness. Amidst her cold and charming demeanor, there was a hint of desire that he found irresistible. He lightly bit his lip and gently said, "Your words mean a lot to me. Even though you can be a bit fierce and unreasonable at times, I don't mind."

Speaking of this, Lu Xun paused for a moment and continued, "I never thought I would encounter…someone like you, but I did. Perhaps this is fate."

After listening to this unexpected confession from Lu Xun, the Xuan Yin's heart, lonely for nearly four hundred years, melted away. It transformed into a warm current of spring, flooding through every inch of her body. Her mind was emptied of all thoughts, leaving only rapid breaths and intense heartbeats.

This…this damned Lu Xun!

He's deliberately teasing my emotions…but why…why do I actually like his teasing? I wish he could say more things like this, the more, the better… and I'm not satisfied with just this.

Xuan Yin blushed, her face becoming redder as she continued to pant heavily, her chest rose and fell. In the silence of the room, the two of them locked eyes, and an ambiguous atmosphere slowly fermented between them. The little demoness looked into his clear and sincere eyes, feeling his aggressively affectionate gaze upon her. Her cheeks grew hotter, and her gaze gradually filled with mist.

It's so…so warm…

I want to take off my robe…

Xuan Yin realized that she was getting hot, a clear sign of spring's arrival. In order to resist this shameful instinct…she quickly bit her lips, feeling a hint of pain that brought her back to her senses.

Turning her face slightly, she shifted her gaze away from his face, staring at a corner of the room and muttering, "Sweet words…I won't be deceived. Master says you're a sentimental type, a flirt who falls in love with every pretty face."

"…"

"She doesn't know anything!"

Lu Xun said with a serious tone, "My wife…don't let her mislead you. I admit that I might have a slight inclination towards beauty, but it's not a personal trait of mine alone. What's wrong with being a bit fond of beauty? It's quite normal. Elegant ladies and gentlemen appreciate beauty. Moreover, I'm only drawn to you."

Xuan Yin lightly pressed her lips together , muttering inaudibly, "It's only because…because others…don't look good enough to ignite your interest. If you encountered a woman equal to me, you…you would have pounced on her already."

"Ah?"

"What are you mumbling about, my wife?" Lu Xun asked curiously.

The little demoness pouted, a hint of coldness mixing in with her annoyance as she said, "Nothing…remember what you said today. If I ever catch the scent of another woman on you in the future, don't blame me for being merciless. I'll make you pay the price!"

"Yes, yes…"

Lu Xun nodded repeatedly and asked in a low voice, "So, my wife, do you acknowledge that I am your husband?"

"I…"

"I mean…"

Xuan Yin bit her crimson lips, speaking in a cold and measured tone, "I won't develop feelings for you. You are my exclusive partner in dual cultivation, a tool I use to suppress the surge of my Yin energy. I won't allow other women to take you away from me. You can only be used by me."

Tsk tsk tsk…

What a domineering little demoness!

Lu Xun said with a smile, "Alright, alright… My wife is the sky, my wife is the earth, my wife is the only light. From now on, I'll do whatever my wife wants me to do. If my wife tells me to go east, I won't dare to go west. If you tell me to go south, I won't dare to go north. I'll follow my wife's lead."

The aloof little demoness still faced away from him, covering her face that he had kissed. Her body and mind had already turned weak and limp. She struggled to pull her lips apart and said softly, "Smooth-talker… um…"

"Silver-tongued." Lu Xun kindly reminded.

"…"

"I… I know!" Xuan Yin felt embarrassed, annoyed, and helpless. She exclaimed in frustration, "I don't need you to remind me."

As she finished speaking,

She suddenly stood up abruptly, leaving Lu Xun behind, and stormed toward the door with an imposing manner. Her footsteps were fast and urgent, as if she were fleeing.

"My wife…"

"Watch out for the doorstep." Lu Xun watched her departing figure and reminded her once again.

However…

She still accidentally stumbled and nearly fell, stumbling for a moment, almost hitting the ground.

Xuan Yin steadied herself, turned her head, and glared at him fiercely, her annoyed and embarrassed expression carrying an indescribable charm.

"Hmph!"

The little demoness snorted coldly and hurriedly slipped away, making her way back to her own chamber in a hurried trot.

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The night was quiet and still.

Xuan Yin tossed and turned in her bed, unable to find a comfortable position. Whenever she closed her eyes, an image of someone would appear in her mind. His handsome and devilish smile, his well-built chest, his tender and alluring words.

"Hateful…"

"Even when I'm trying to sleep, he keeps disturbing my peace…"

Xuan Yin pouted, opened her eyes, and stared at the ceiling. Her thoughts began to wander, from the first day she met him, to the unclear feelings that had developed between them now. She couldn't imagine what had transpired in between, but one thing was for sure, being with him was quite interesting.

I…

Could I possibly be starting to like him?

At this thought, Xuan Yin's heart trembled suddenly. It was her first time confronting her own feelings, facing her most genuine thoughts. In an instant, an overwhelming sensation that was hard to put into words swept over her.

She gripped her blanket, pulled it over her head with a rustle, and then rolled around on her bed.

"Huff… huff…"

Xuan Yin emerged from under the covers, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes somewhat hazy, panting heavily.

"So… so hot…"

"Go outside and cool off."

She pushed aside the blanket, a little demoness clad in a bellyband and a provocative skirt, who draped herself in a simple nightgown, put on embroidered shoes, and strolled to the door. Pushing it open gently, she stepped out alone into the backyard.

A gentle breeze wafted in, brushing against her face, dispelling the heat that had enveloped her, and awakening her restless thoughts.

Standing at the door, Xuan Yin subconsciously glanced at a certain person's room, her brows carrying a mix of urgency, anticipation, and desire. There was also a hint of disarray and resistance. She lightly bit her lip, her frosty expression concealing a hint of tenderness.

Detestable Lu Xun…

Wicked husband!!

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