62: Chapter 62 Chen Shanzhi, I hate you!

Tang Xiaowu's breathing grew increasingly rapid, her startlingly full chest rising and falling violently with every breath.

It seemed as if at any moment, they would burst through that thin layer of her jacket and spring free.

She recalled their previous instances of 'negative distance' contact.

In the Secret Realm, inside that stone chamber, in the carriage on the way here...

Every time they had negative distance contact, Chen Shanzhi was the one in control.

She was like a small boat in a violent storm, only able to passively endure him.

In the depths of her heart, she could still deceive herself by saying:

"I'm not doing this willingly, I'm being forced!"

"I, Tang Xiaowu, am not that kind of fickle, shameless woman!"

But what about now?

Cultivating this Cultivation Technique required Tang Xiaowu to guide him; it required her active cooperation!

This meant that if she agreed, the last shred of dignity in the depths of her heart would be torn completely to pieces!

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The entire bed fell into a deathly silence.

Only the heavy, interlocking sounds of their breathing remained.

Tang Xiaowu bit her red lips, not answering Chen Shanzhi's question.

Chen Shanzhi was in no hurry at this time.

He was like a supreme hunter with extreme patience.

Quietly holding the prey in his arms who had nowhere to run.

His large hands, however, were not idle for a moment, moving through that thin layer of clothing.

They wandered wantonly over her startling curves.

Because he understood Tang Xiaowu's situation all too well.

No matter how much she struggled internally or how humiliated she felt, she would definitely agree to teach him how to Cultivate in the end!

Because she needed this Cultivation Technique.

The Wu Tribe needed this Cultivation Technique.

They also needed the help of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

In the face of her people's survival, what did the purity and self-respect of a Saintess matter?

Moreover, this little girl shouldn't be completely devoid of feelings for him.

As expected.

After enduring a long and agonizing internal struggle between her celestial and human nature.

Tang Xiaowu's tightly closed lips finally trembled slightly.

A trace of bright red blood seeped from her bitten lower lip, adding a touch of poignant beauty and enchantment.

She slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

Then, a voice as thin as a strand of silk sounded in Chen Shanzhi's ear:

"You..."

"You take your clothes... off..."

Hearing these words, a glimmer of 'as expected' amusement flashed in the depths of Chen Shanzhi's eyes.

Instead of immediately taking off his clothes, his hand grabbed Tang Xiaowu's delicate chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at him.

Chen Shanzhi put on a look of feigned confusion, teasing her in an extremely frivolous tone:

"Take off my clothes for what?"

"Could it be..."

Chen Shanzhi's fingers gently rubbed her blood-stained red lips.

He leaned in closer, their noses almost touching:

"Has our Xiaowu developed a taste for it after being handled by This Heir in the carriage?"

"Before we've even started practicing the technique, you want to engage in the pleasures of 'Overturning Phoenix and Dragon' with This Heir?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Tang Xiaowu snapped her eyes open, glaring in shame and indignation at the shameless scoundrel before her who was acting spoiled after getting what he wanted.

However, within those watery eyes, not much Killing Intent could be seen.

Instead, they revealed a sense of fragility and helplessness from having her inner thoughts exposed.

This time, she ignored Chen Shanzhi's foul words.

She just stared fixedly at him, her chest heaving violently, as she repeated in a low but exceptionally firm voice:

"Take off your clothes!"

Seeing that this cornered little rabbit was finally about to bite.

Chen Shanzhi also knew the principle of knowing when to stop.

This little girl was thin-skinned to begin with; if he kept teasing her, it would be counterproductive.

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you. Taking them off."

Chen Shanzhi chuckled and released his grip on her chin.

Then, his movements were extremely swift.

He spread his arms, and with a 'rip' sound...

The clothes on his body, along with his inner lining...

Were stripped off cleanly and decisively by him, then tossed casually outside the bed.

Next came the belt, the trousers...

In just a few short breaths, Chen Shanzhi had stripped himself bare!

A perfect body full of explosive power and masculine Qi...

Was thus exposed without any concealment to Tang Xiaowu's sight!

"Ah!"

Tang Xiaowu let out an instinctive cry of alarm, wanting to cover her eyes by reflex.

But for some reason, the moment her gaze touched Chen Shanzhi's body...

It was as if she were drawn by a magnet, unable to look away.

This was the first time she had looked at this libertine's physique so clearly and seriously.

It had to be said that Chen Shanzhi's body was practically perfect.

Every line of muscle was just right, neither overly bulging to the point of looking crude...

Nor lacking the terrifying explosive power of a leopard.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaowu's already flushed cheeks...

Now burned like fire, as a breathtaking rosy glow surfaced once more.

Looking at Chen Shanzhi's unashamed gaze, her mind suddenly became somewhat dazed.

Recalling their time together during this period...

Aside from this bastard always finding ways to bully her and doing those shameful bad things to her...

Actually...

Chen Shanzhi was really quite good to her.

Every time she encountered danger or difficulty, he was always the first to step forward and help her without hesitation.

Whatever he promised her, no matter how difficult, he would very seriously fulfill it.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaowu's gaze became extremely complicated.

If... if he wasn't so fickle.

If he wasn't that notorious Heir Apparent of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion.

Then he... would truly be a rare and good match.

During her time in the Great Jiang Dynasty, Tang Xiaowu had also come to understand.

In the circles of the high officials and nobles in the capital, having multiple wives and concubines or lingering among flowers was practically a common occurrence.

A man like Chen Shanzhi, who although fickle and lustful, was at least willing to be sincere and risk his life to protect his women...

In the eyes of the Great Jiang nobility, he could even be called the most devoted to women!

But...

That was the absolute bottom line that the women of their Wu Tribe could not tolerate!

A woman of the Wu Tribe would only recognize one partner in her life, faithful until death.

Thinking of this, an indescribable sense of grievance and bitterness suddenly surged in Tang Xiaowu's heart.

So, why did you have to provoke me?

You clearly know what I want, yet you cannot give me a singular commitment.

Could it be... that you went through all that trouble to get close to me and help me...

Just because you coveted this body of mine?

At this thought, Tang Xiaowu's eyes reddened again.

"Xiaowu, what next?"

While Tang Xiaowu was dazed for that brief moment.

Chen Shanzhi had already leaned back against the headboard.

Tang Xiaowu was abruptly pulled back to reality by Chen Shanzhi's voice.

"Chen Shanzhi!"

Tang Xiaowu suddenly raised her head, and in those originally weak eyes...

An unprecedented determination and shame-filled anger erupted.

She stared fixedly at Chen Shanzhi, a crystalline tear hanging from the corner of her eye, as she spat out three words through gritted teeth:

"I hate you!"

The moment the words left her mouth, Tang Xiaowu gave Chen Shanzhi no chance to react.

She lunged forward, her smooth black hair cascading down like a waterfall, scattering over Chen Shanzhi's solid thighs.

Then, she slightly opened that extremely seductive, rosy little mouth.

And lowered her head towards him...