Chapter 83: Volume 1_Chapter 83  Skin Hunger-Thirst x Vampire x Obsession (7)

Volume 1_Chapter 83  Skin Hunger-Thirst x Vampire x Obsession (7)

He most despised others' deceit.

As soon as Lu Yiluo thought of her deceiving him for Lu Zheng, anger wrapped in icy cold intertwined in his heart.

The negative emotions subsided quickly; he lifted his eyes, his brows and eyes as calm and indifferent as ever, saying, "Pick me up."

Jiang Zhi heard it, her body tensed slightly, her wavering eyes lowered, she swallowed the words she wanted to refuse, and walked slowly to the bedside, the arm she extended trembling imperceptibly.

"Young, young master, where do you want to go?"

Lu Yiluo: "In the wheelchair."

Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, quickly hugging the boy on the bed, intending to put him in the wheelchair before his skin hunger-thirst reacted, but the boy's voice interrupted her action.

"To the living room."

Similar to the situation in the morning, but this time Lu Yiluo changed his mind himself.

Jiang Zhi's brow twitched slightly, she almost choked on her breath, not having time to think much, she hurriedly turned and walked toward the living room.

Just as she reached the sofa in the living room, the boy's tone was calm and light:

"Better to go back."

Jiang Zhi's consciousness gradually blurred, her arms around the boy's slender waist tightened slightly, her fingers passing under his armpits lightly stroked his cool skin.

"Are you messing with me? He's taking malicious revenge!"

She took a deep breath, barely restraining the urge to hug the boy in her arms, the impulse to hold him tightly.

With difficulty, she returned to the bedroom; not waiting for him to continue making things difficult, Jiang Zhi, trembling at the wrist, laid him on the bed.

How could Lu Yiluo let her off so easily? He grabbed her wrist that wanted to pull back, leaned his waist forward, his flawless handsome face approaching her, close at hand, their eyes met: "What's wrong with you?"

The boy's feigned question whispered softer and softer in her ear, Jiang Zhi's mind went blank, the wrist he held heated astonishingly, a strange sensation spreading through her body, more intense than before.

When she came to her senses, she had pressed the boy onto the soft, wide bed like a vampire, kissing his neck, her hands pressed tightly against his body, her beautiful face flashing with extreme allure.

The snow-white sheets were rumpled beyond repair, her cascading black hair spread like silk across the bed, making her look ever more enchanting and tempting.

"Do you have..." Lu Yiluo did not struggle; instead, he extended his distinctively jointed fingers to twirl a strand of her black hair, turning it slowly, his words pausing as he watched her pupils constrict, and said:

"Skin Hunger-Thirst Syndrome?"

The villain is quite clever; he probably began suspecting her from the first time they touched, and now he's certain.

Jiang Zhi's crimson eye corners glistened with tears stimulated by his proximity, her eyes full of shame and panic.

With all her strength, she collapsed onto the bedside, curling up, restraining her trembling, obsessed, yearning body.

"Uh... yes, sorry." Her voice softened like a spring water, wrapped in breathless tremors, unable to speak: "Sorry, young, young master... I... I offended you."

Her halting words were mixed with a hint of despair.

Lu Yiluo lay on his side, his fingers slightly bent against his eye, his dark pupils reflecting the woman tormented by desire before him.

Because of the vigorous movement, the edge of her skirt was somewhat disheveled; the tear in her original black stockings widened, the porcelain-white skin contrasting with the stockings made her long legs look alluring and tempting.

And the smoke scent on her body was swallowed by his aura on the bed, enveloping her entirely, the aroma thick and sweet.

He inhaled deeply, pinning her limp, helpless wrist, his voice softened as if soothing her: "It's okay, you don't need to blame yourself."

Jiang Zhi's eyes scorched hot tears that spilled and soaked the white pillow, she pleaded in a whisper:

"Young master, don't touch me..."

The more he touched her skin, the harder it was for her to pull away.

"I want..."

"I want more excessive contact..."

The boy did not loosen his grip at all per her words, not allowing her to retreat, he pulled her into his embrace, his sickly pale face showing a nervous pleasure she couldn't understand.

"I can help you cure it." His cold white fingertip landed gently on her eye corner, sliding down, feeling her intense trembling, he was very satisfied.

Jiang Zhi's expression dazed, she barely heard his words, her eyes filled like spring tea stared blankly at him, her body involuntarily leaned toward him.

"How, how to treat?"

Lu Yiluo told her how to treat with his actions.

The treatment lasted three hours, his hand roamed over her body, leaving no inch untouched.

The gorgeous woman in his arms lost her voice from crying, closed her eyes, exhausted, unable to stay awake and fell into deep sleep.

Her flushed cheeks left trails of reddish marks; looking down, they covered her entire body.

The woman's delicate skin would leave a mark at the slightest pinch, looking as if she had been harshly bullied.

Lu Yiluo's usual aloof and calm demeanor was overtaken by desire, his eyes reddened, revealing extreme excitement.

He extended his finger to her bitten lips, leaving a pink tooth mark.

He slowly approached.

Before he could touch her lips, the woman whimpered a few times and buried her face in his embrace, sleepiness overwhelming.

Lu Yiluo shifted to a position that let her sleep more comfortably, his dark eyes fixed on her face, his fingers twirling her black hair intermittently.

Jiang Zhi slept through this nap until deep into the night before waking.

She opened her eyes to find herself lying on the big bed, with no one else in the bedroom besides her.

777 happily said: "Host, the villain Lu Yiluo's favorability has reached 55."

Jiang Zhi was quite surprised; recalling what happened before she passed out, she curled the corner of her mouth and teased: "This Lu Yiluo, at such a young age, not learning good, saying he'd help me treat my Skin Hunger-Thirst Syndrome, is just wanting to satisfy his vulgar tastes and desires, right?"

Changing the subject, she smiled: "Still, his treatment was quite comfortable; I hope there will be a next time."

777 whispered: "Host, your body is 26 years old, the villain is 18, you're older by a full 8 years."

Jiang Zhi snorted coldly: "So what? An older woman embraces gold bricks. Can't I let him suffer a loss?"

777 nodded in agreement: "Detestable! That villain kid got off cheap!"

Jiang Zhi lifted the blanket, got off the bed, looked around; the boy's wheelchair was nowhere to be seen, and she didn't know where he had gone.

However, according to the plot analysis, the places Lu Yiluo could go, besides here, were only his own secret laboratory.

She tugged at her wrinkled clothes; the afternoon's treatment had left her drenched in sweat, which now felt sticky and uncomfortable.

It was now three a. m.; the unlit living room was pitch black, and reaching out, one could not see their fingers.

Jiang Zhi turned on the light, searched around, and found the villain's secret laboratory.

Weak light poured out from inside, spilling onto the smooth floor; blocked by a bookshelf, the way forward seemed set into the wall and could not be pushed at all.