Xu Qian's dark eyes widened slightly. She reached out and hugged his waist, gently stroking his back.
"Lian Du... I..."
I'm sorry.
"No need to say it."
He flipped over and sat up, picked up his clothes from the bed, and began to put them on.
"Song Xiaoping will destroy the small bases in other provinces next. That's all I can tell you."
Xu Qian was stunned at his words. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single sound.
She got up and hugged his shoulders tightly, her voice hoarse, "Lian Du, I want you."
Lian Du stiffened. He pulled her hand away and gently held it in his palm.
He turned and looked at her cautiously, "Do you know what you're saying?"
Xu Qian had always been a very clear-headed person.
Even when trapped in a desperate situation, she could quickly extricate herself.
Tang Zhiyuan, perhaps she liked him a little at first, but as time passed, that already limited affection had long since worn away.
For example, Mei Yuebai and Xiang Jintian, it wasn't false to say she liked them, but... it wasn't to the point of love.
They were the ones who accompanied her through the most difficult, most difficult times, who suffered the most, endured the most hardship.
Her heart ached, and she felt helpless, but even so, she couldn't stay put.
There were so many mission objectives waiting for her.
Perhaps a person like her was not qualified to talk about love at all.
Song Xiaoping, she had always regarded him as a younger brother and a major villain, while Guan Weiyun was temporarily just a mission objective plus a bed partner.
And Lian Du, he was an outsider.
Even an antagonist.
Yet he always treated her selflessly and kindly.
So kind that, even if her heart were made of stone, she would be somewhat moved.
He wanted her body, she would give it. She wanted him too.
But... as for feelings, she was not qualified to mention them.
"Lian Du, let's keep it simple, okay?"
The girl kissed along the lines of his shoulder muscles all the way to his handsome jawline, his cheeks, his lips, and gradually moved downwards.
The man's fists were clenched, and he remained motionless, yet his body had already sent out commands.
His consciousness told him he shouldn't.
His body, however, told him he could.
Lian Du braced himself and managed to say, "Xu Qian, forget it."
Xu Qian spat out what was in her mouth and asked hoarsely, "Really?"
To be honest, since her rebirth, she rarely served men; it was always men who served her.
Her taking the initiative this time was also quite rare.
Lian Du let out a low hum, closed his eyes, not daring to look at her captivating appearance.
If he looked again, he feared he would fall into the abyss.
Xu Qian tilted her head, stared at him for a moment, and realized he truly didn't want it.
"Fine, then hurry up and leave."
Xu Qian, still unclothed, scrambled onto the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
How embarrassing.
Even after reaching that point, he still refused. It seemed her charm had decreased again.
She closed her eyes fiercely, trying to block out the scent from her nostrils.
Sleep, sleep. When she woke up, she'd tell Song Xiaoping to send her a basket of blood.
Suddenly, Xu Qian felt a chill on her back.
The quilt was lifted, and the man gently embraced her from behind, his naked body pressed tightly against hers.
His embrace was warm and secure.
"Xu Qian, it's not that I don't want to. It's just that I can't get past this hurdle in my heart."
"I like you, very much, but that doesn't mean I have to..."
It was precisely because he liked her so much that he cherished her even more.
Hearing his thoughts, Xu Qian closed her eyes, concealing the emotion that suddenly welled up in her eyes.
"No need to explain." She understood.
Lian Du was startled and gently buried his head in her fair, soft neck, nuzzling.
She smelled so good, so soft.
"If you're not going to do anything, then get out. Don't nuzzle me like this."
Lian Du wasn't afraid of her. He wanted to hold her for as long as he could.
Perhaps in the future, there would be no more opportunities.
Xu Qian felt a warmth spread throughout her body from his nuzzling, a scent that was both hot and alluring, yet unconsummated.
This was truly something.
"Give me some blood."
If this continued, she would eventually force herself on him.
Lian Du blinked and asked, "What do you need blood for?"
Xu Qian turned around, took his hand, and placed it on her chest.
Lian Du: ...
Should he pull his hand away, or go along with it...