Marked by a Tyrant After Transmigrated

Chapter 38

Jin Wang unhurriedly peeled off Ye Shu's clothes.

His porcelain skin was flushed with a tinge of red, tense, taut and shivering slightly in the cold air.

"Relax." Jin Wang softly spoke.

The imperial physician had said that it was necessary to avoid being hasty when attending to a pregnant Kunjun, and rather to be gentle, soft, and gradual in his advancement.

Jin Wang in the past would never have thought that he would have such a patient day. He lowered his head and dropped a kiss on the corner of Ye Shu's eyes.

Then on his cheeks, on the bridge of his nose, on his lips......

Jin Wang kissed him so tenderly. His darkened eyes keenly gazed at the man beneath him.

But what was once a tender and caring gesture had now become a chronic torture. Ye Shu's mind was burned into a whirl by the heat, his hands helplessly tugging at Jin Wang.

But he was so weak that he could hardly exert any strength.

"Jin Wang..." Ye Shu called out in a hoarse voice, sounding helpless and resigned. "Jin Wang..."

"You're so......" Jin Wang sighed helplessly, then lowered his head to kiss him again.

......

......

A Kunjun's heat cycle came with great haste and intensity. The two had been holding back for too long and now that they were finally able to let loose, what was to come could in no way be controlled.

It was already dusk the following day when Ye Shu woke up again.

His consciousness gradually returned. He tried moving his fingers, but they were still numb, and he was unable to exert any strength.

Ye Shu felt so weak and sore all over that he let out an impatient whimper, when he was suddenly being embraced by someone from behind. "Awake?"

That voice was hoarse, low and deep. Listening to it made him go soft and a chill ran involuntarily down his spine.

......If only he could ignore the thing that was still at its full glory behind him.

Was this man on drugs or something?!

Jin Wang drew his arms around Ye Shu and enveloped him in his embrace. "Where are you going?"

"Let go......" Ye Shu was startled by his voice, which was hoarse and barely recognizable.

Jin Wang buried his head in his nape, chuckling, "That's the way it always is, turning your back on me as soon as you've come round, you little rascal."

Who the hell is the rascal ah!

Ye Shu's eyes were dry and heavy. One could well imagine how many times he had cried out the whole night.

Dog! Em! Pe! Ror!

Ye Shu pursed his lips and buried his head into the pillow, paying no heed to him.

Jin Wang didn't mind receiving a cold shoulder. He snuggled his own warm body close to him. "I had someone make congee, have some first?"

Ye Shu nodded dully. The latter kissed him on the side of his face and got up to serve him the congee.

Ye Shu rolled over on the dragon bed. A slightly alien sensation lingered in his rear. His waist was too sore to allow him to straighten up.

But apart from that, it was not particularly unpleasant.