The couple below have gone off to find their own little world, while the pair on the observation deck just stare at each other, wordless.

  Hua Duomei is still angry that he ruined those buckets of jelly made from "pearl bell orchids", unwilling to break the silence first. Since he won't speak, neither will anyone else.

  She snorts softly, turns her pretty face away, levels her telescope and focuses on watching the distant sea again.

  Resalan stands glowering behind her, pouts his lips, hesitates but says nothing.

  He can't learn to grovel to women. That whole act of fawning over them, but the one in front of him is definitely the type who responds to softness not hardness. He can't soften up, but he doesn't want the two of them to keep stalemating either. You can't have your cake and eat it too, and this current situation really gives him a headache.

  He stares at that infuriating little head, stares and stares, after a while the owner of that little head still doesn't turn around.

  The sea breeze brushing past carries her scent, he breathes it in, and his heart stirs. His anger and rigidness also inexplicably soften along with it, softens and softens, until his left chest... hmm... it actually feels a little tender...

  He pouts his lips again, wets his slightly dry lips, and is about to give in when he's unexpectedly caught by something amber, and the anger he'd barely pressed down surges up again hotly.

  "Why can't you just give up? You got it and you still want to keep messing around with it?" If he'd stayed quiet it would have been fine, but when he speaks his tone is vicious, every word seems forced out between his gritted teeth.

  Hua Duomei spins around, her gaze drops slightly, and when she sees what he caught sight of, the corner of her soft moist lips lifts almost imperceptibly. She turns and picks up a "pearl bell orchid" that has fallen to the ground.

  It must have fallen accidentally when she and A-Nü turned over and climbed down just now. She tucks the "pearl bell orchid" into the small pouch at her waist, and doesn't even glance at the man in front of her.

  "Da Xiang!" He calls out in a deep low voice.

  The observation deck is only so small, he doesn't need to step closer. Resting his arms on either side of the wooden platform, he traps her between them. Add to that his tall, straight build, he's easily twice her size. In this standoff, no matter how you look at it, the woman is at a huge disadvantage.

  But if she were really weak, if she'd bowed her head under this "powerful pressure", she wouldn't be Hua Duomei.

  She doesn't fear meeting his gaze, those bright sharp stern eyes are so close. Let him be as strong as he wants, she just meets his eyes and curves her lips, smiles lightly and says: "My hearing is very good, Master Resalan, calling my pet name, it's much more charming when called softly, no need to roar until your face is red and your neck is strained."

  It's more like his face is ashen blue, all the veins on his neck standing out, Resalan glares hard at her.

  "Wasn't last night wonderful enough?" Hua Duomei suddenly asks.

  Seeing his eyes widen like bells, she doesn't flinch, just snorts softly. "You were the first person to try that jelly, you were the only one who got to experience how good it is. You didn't share your feelings with me, you secretly smashed and threw away all that good stuff in those buckets, do you think I don't hate you for it?"

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  "I'd hate myself if I didn't throw those things away," he growls lowly, his temple throbbing, a dark red flush creeping over his ashen face.

  Bringing her away from the Central Plains, having her by his side from now on, he'd long been aware that life from then on would definitely be full of "turmoil".

  Even so, life together with her still moves him deeply.

  His building master never plays by the rules, she often does all sorts of "outrageous" things with an innocent look, making him grit his teeth in frustration, he wants nothing more than to snap that soft delicate little neck of hers, but no matter how angry he gets, he's always completely wrapped around her finger.

  Lately, he's started to despise himself. They say hunger and lust are natural instincts, he's a normal man, having desires is only natural. Especially since she's extremely bold about sex, she not only cooperates fully but also comes up with all sorts of tricks, fully living up to her former title as the master of Feixia Tower.

  What's not so good is that he's gradually realized his willpower is actually quite weak, it's getting easier and easier for her to "stir him up". Every time he's aroused to madness, she gets even more pleased with herself.

  As for yesterday, that trick of hers came so unexpectedly fast, it was both quick and ruthless.

  The juice boiled from "pearl bell orchids" is thick as honey, it solidifies into jelly after cooling down. Only she could come up with such a crazy idea. Only she would dare to do something like this, use a chunk of the jelly to cup a man's erect flesh. When that hot hardness thrust all the way in, the fine stickiness from the jelly wrapped it completely, the tight stimulation rushed up and down from between his legs all the way to his brain, rushing up until a low roar burst from his throat, his whole body trembling.

  She, she didn't leave him any leeway at all, forced him... forced him...

  Looking at the man's look of extreme hatred, Hua Duomei bites her lip slightly, finally says with a little mischief: "You couldn't hold it, you came right after you inserted it, that's not that embarrassing. I said I was asking you to come with me to test it out, that doesn't count as... premature. At worst we just reduce the amount of 'pearl bell orchid', make the juice less thick, so it won't be too tight when it solidifies."

  She still wants to do it again?

  Resalan suddenly can't breathe right, the dark red flush under his skin had already surged all over his face when she mentioned "came right after you inserted it", and when he hears the words "premature", he hates it to the extreme.

  Furious with shame and hatred, an impulse surges up in him. He suddenly lunges forward, upper body pressing down, opens his mouth and bites, leaving tooth marks on her flower-like soft lips.

  Her lips sting a little, but though his force is rough as he ravages her, he doesn't go far enough to really hurt her.

  Being kissed and sucked and licked and bitten like this, Hua Duomei actually feels an extra sense of being cherished.

  She knows she's made him uncomfortable. He's angry and hates her, but it's not real anger, not real hatred. Mixed in there are emotion and desire, tangled together, like neither can live without the other, like he only allows her to mess around like this. This is very good, good enough to let her... almost see his heart clearly.

  A man's heart, this one heart of his, it's still a little hard to hold onto firmly.

  Do you know why I came back?

  He walked away from her, was gone for four whole years. The heartache was so real back then, she thought that throbbing pain would never stop, then he broke into her peaceful life again, asked her this, told her:

  My only purpose in coming back is you...

  Come with me, for the rest of our lives, I'll let you bully me back for everything.

  She was dizzy, drunk, so pathetic.

  Even though her heart still ached, all her unwillingness was covered up one by one.

  She's unparalleled beauty, she's the queen of a hundred flowers. She's actually... just a paper tiger. Sigh...

  Everything overseas is already arranged, I built a building for you, do you want to go see it?

  Yes. I really, really want to.

  She will go with him, she wants to bully him.

  He said, the bond between him and her still hasn't reached its end. It's fated to entangle forever.

  She likes being entangled with him, they value each other, but there's still a tiny, tiny doubt in her heart: in his heart, what place does she hold? Is she also a piece of flesh in his heart?

  Hmph, she'd better be, and it has to be bigger than his precious little sister Lanqier! She's petty, she loves to hold grudges!

  Their two mouths kiss wildly, she bites back his full lower lip, one hand sneaks to tickle his sensitive waist for a surprise attack.

  His strong big body trembles, her mischievous little hand is immediately caught. Resalan lifts his head slightly, the side of his nose still pressed to hers, their hot breaths mingling together.

  "Don't tease." His low voice is hoarse. The commanding tone still carries just a tiny... hint of helpless pleading.

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