Chapter 72 Medusa in a Cheongsam, Tulips on a Chaise Longue

The sunset, orange as could be, shone on Medusa's cheeks, making the fine fuzz clearly visible.

"You dare!"

She shouted sternly.

Gu He nodded with a serious expression, "I dare, and can you even beat me?"

Medusa's small mouth slightly parted, actually at a loss for how to answer.

"You... sharp-tongued!"

A stream of light seemed to flicker on Gu He's hand, and the next instant, an exquisite red qipao appeared in his right hand, folded neatly.

Phoenix flower patterns were embroidered on it, vibrant yet not vulgar, with golden glints at the collar, appearing very luxurious.

"If you are willing to wear it, I will leave the room." Gu He gestured toward the door.

The implied meaning was that if she didn't put it on, he wouldn't leave.

Medusa's willow-leaf brows slightly furrowed, her dark eyebrows seeming to be covered by a thin shadow.

The green flame not far from her arm was still hovering eerily; Medusa knew she couldn't win, so she had to suppress her desire to resist, pouting her lips.

Her red lips slightly parted, "If I wear it, will you let me go?"

Gu He did not agree, only saying, "I will just leave the room."

Medusa was dissatisfied; what kind of promise was leaving the room?

If he had the ability, he should just give her the Medicinal Pill she needed, let her successfully advance, and return to the Snake-People Clan to lead her people to trample Jia Ma.

Hypocritical gentleman!

What kind of pill king, what kind of Elder, it was all just a facade of righteous integrity!

Medusa buried the trace of grievance in her eyes and softened her tone, like a vibrant rose slightly bowing its head in the drizzle.

"Fine..."

"Then you move away first!" Medusa said in a commanding tone.

Gu He clicked his tongue and said helplessly, "If I walk away, wouldn't I be indirectly completing the reward I promised you?"

"There is a screen in the room," he said calmly and indifferently.

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A screen!

Medusa's beautiful eyes slightly stalled.

She wasn't stupid; she still understood basic daily knowledge.

Wouldn't changing clothes behind a screen cast a shadow onto it?

Awkward! Shy!

"What, Your Highness the Queen wouldn't be afraid, would she?" Gu He raised an eyebrow.

Medusa sneered, "If outsiders knew that you, a powerhouse who killed eight Dou Zuns, had this kind of behavior in front of me, wouldn't you lose all face!"

Gu He shrugged, "Times have changed, and besides..."

"Aren't I also captivated by your charm, Your Majesty?"

Gu He's rich voice was like fine grape wine, poured into Medusa's ear, giving off a fragrance.

Her cold, beautiful face couldn't help but be dyed with a flush, like a fresh, juicy peach with its skin peeled back.

"Get lost!" Medusa huffed and walked behind the screen to change into the qipao.

The screen was embroidered with colorful autumn peonies; behind the peony bushes was a beautiful, full-figured silhouette.

Every movement invited imagination, like a butterfly dancing.

Not long after, Medusa came out.

Because it was inconvenient to move, she didn't put on shoes, but walked toward Gu He barefoot.

Her white jade-like toes touched the ground, her skin as white as snow.

The rose-red silk qipao accentuated her distinct figure even more, with the deeper colored patterns of the Phoenix flowers.

But all colors paled in comparison to Medusa's face.

Her slight frowns and smiles were bewitching, her light makeup delicately applied, pure and refined.

Cold white but not weak, her cool eyebrows carried an unknown mature charm.

"Very beautiful!" Gu He was the first to compliment.

"Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face; the spring breeze brushes the railing, the dew is thick."

Medusa twisted her waist uncomfortably, feeling the clothes were a bit tight.

"Couldn't you have bought a larger size when you bought the clothes!" she said subconsciously, with a commanding tone.

Immediately realizing what she had said, the heat on her cheeks rose sharply.

Even the generation-defining Queen of the Snake-People Clan couldn't avoid blushing like a rosy cloud, translucent like pomegranate seeds.

She shook her shoulders, with a bit of shame and anger, "You... why are the clothes you bought off-the-shoulder, and exposing so much!"

She thought what Gu He handed her was regular Human Race clothing, but didn't expect the qipao to have a large teardrop-shaped hole in the back.

This left the skin on her back exposed, making her feel exceptionally uneasy in front of Gu He.

Moreover, this qipao was also a bit strange; it had a golden thread sewn at her slender waist, shimmering with a faint light, outlining her waist, and on both sides were silver-textured tassels that swayed whenever she moved.

This was equivalent to having two swaying silver ropes attached to her waist dimples.

Gu He coughed, "This is already the most normal, most conservative clothing in the erotic clothing store."

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Medusa's beautiful eyes revealed coldness; she endured it, and with a captivating smile, said, "Heh, you can get lost!"

Gu He shrugged helplessly, and then, a person exactly like Gu He appeared out of thin air. This Gu He "slapped" the room door open, stepped over the threshold with a serious expression, closed the door, and slowly left.

"...?" Medusa only felt a big question mark hanging over her head.

What the hell!?

"You used that move you use on enemies on me?" Medusa sneered.

Gu He had actually found a loophole in her words, condensing Qi to let his Clone go out.

"Shameless!"

Gu He's movement technique was strange, as he circled behind Medusa, her snow-white shoulders and back appearing before his eyes.

He wrapped one arm around Medusa's waist, feeling like he was embracing a cluster of flowers, the body scent like the evening breeze hooking into his soul.

"You...!"

Gu He leaned close to her ear, his voice carrying an unquestionable tone, "What's wrong with a hug?"

Medusa felt her whole body heat up at the thought that she was actually wearing clothes from an erotic clothing store.

"Who let you hug me...!" she said coldly.

Although she resisted verbally, she dared not summon energy snakes to attack Gu He again.

Because the energy snakes summoned by her Dou Technique also feared Heavenly Flames, especially after she had endured the tempering of the Green Lotus Core Flame.

Gu He smiled slightly, increasing the strength in his hand, pulling her into his embrace.

His fingers moved lightly, pulling off the tassels on Medusa's waist, tying one hand, then binding the other wrist.

The proud Queen Medusa was like a kidnapped noble prisoner, hands tied behind her back, her chest held high.

"Humiliating me like this, I will definitely make you die in the future, Gu He!"

Wall-slamming and forcibly kissing her!

Using a Clone to trick her!

And tying her up!

Medusa was furious, her beautiful eyes swirling with stormy anger, making one exceptionally desire to conquer her.

Gu He pressed her onto the pear blossom chaise lounge.

The gorgeous qipao she had just put on was torn off by Gu He without any pity.

Their breaths were warm; Medusa still resisted, but had to helplessly yield.

The fragrance of tulips blended into the air, exceptionally sweet.

The autumn peonies on the screen were even more vibrant and thick.

...

The moon was white and the wind clear, the moon rose to the third watch.

The two finally stopped.

The torn red qipao was like crushed flower pistils.

Gu He sniffed the fragrance on Medusa's neck and asked indifferently,

"Are you convinced?"

Medusa bit her flushed lips, which seemed to still be overflowing with the scent of blood, her teeth slightly parted.

"Can I say no?"

Her voice had long since faded from the overbearing Aura of the twilight hours, leaving only thick exhaustion and coquettishness.

Gu He touched the ring by the bed, "I also prepared a pair of black silk stockings, you probably haven't worn them before..."

Medusa's beautiful eyes were startled; Gu He had already taken out the silk stockings.

"Let me help you put them on..." Gu He stood up, raised his hand and picked up Medusa's ankle.

Medusa only felt her ankle ache, her sore waist slightly twisting, "Don't..."

Why is this man so energetic!

She was filled with bitterness and complaints, a flash of annoyed shame and desire to die crossing her beautiful face.