Assassin Farmer

Chapter 151-155

Chapter 151: Dragon Boat Festival (Section Middle) 1

"Um... Luo...I can't take it anymore..." Both of her legs were on his shoulders. As her body was entirely like jelly she couldn't help but groan under his body.

"Be patient..." His hardness burying inside her moved faster. Sweat dropped from his forehead and onto her blushing, naked body, which sparked his flame of desire harder.

"Ah!" After a wave of vehement thrusting, he and she came together to the paradise of pleasure they had dreamed for the entire six months; they couldn't escape that state after a long time...

Yes, it's true. This time, he had been gone for half a year. No one knew where he went. Or, to be exact, no one had ever told her whom he had accompanied... Or, he was engulfed by loneliness every night just like she was...

He indulged himself to linger in her body for a while. He stood up and went to the simple bathroom behind their bedroom.

Jiang Ying Yun closed her eyes, trying not to let her tears roll. After the Mid-Autumn Festival's night three years ago that she had initially given herself to him when he was drunk, every time he came to He Yuan for the special occasions, they would sneakily meet up and have an intimate time... She had disdained herself every time she recalled the moments. However, every time he returned safe and sound, she couldn't help but want to hug him, kiss him, want... his... Even though he considered her not more than a prostitute... It was okay...

"Why are you crying?" A rough voice interrupted her thought. She raised her hand to wipe the tears brimming at the corners of her eyes, trying to restrain herself before slowly opening her eyes.  

Si Luo furrowed his brows. He sat by the bed and studied her. Seeing tears rolling from the corners of her eyes, many strange emotions crossed his heart. Did he pity her? Ha... He was a ruthless assassin, did he know how to pity people? What a joke!

But why did his heart ache when he saw her pretending it was nothing. He silently watched her wipe her tears, stood up, and put on her torn undershirt he had ripped from her body and shrouded herself with a wrinkled coat.

"Now that you're back... When do you plan to depart again?" Jiang Ying Yun took a deep breath, trying to sound calm.

Si Luo shot her a strange glance, he was still hurt and accidentally burtled out: "What? You want to drive me away?"

Drive him away? No no no, she was desperate to make him stay!

"You... are not going anymore?" Did he mean what she understood?

"We'll see. Why are you asking this?" He avoided her bright eyes.

Walking toward the window, he casually flipped through the pages of a random book. He and his sword had wandered Jianghu for too long. Three years ago, he had actively left to avoid her. However, during three years, every time he returned, she had proactively come to his embrace. Everytime he left, he would leave with bits of her in his heart. Although he was still alone, he was no longer concerned. Moreover, he has had her so many times. No matter what, he should give her a proper title, right?