TCN: Mei Gongqing

Chapter 120: Bliss

Chapter 120: Bliss

Despite what she said, Chen Rong's small face was growing redder and redder. Her right hand involuntarily pulled on her robe, for she was desperate to feel cooler. However, her action caused one of her breasts to almost be exposed; even her nipple peeked out in the candlelight.

Wang Hong could not peel his eyes away. He grasped onto the table, blue veins surfacing on the back of his hands. A drop of sweat slowly rolled down his forehead...

Chen Rong tilted her head looking at the droplet. She startlingly realized she wanted to go to him, to stick out her tongue and lick that sweat. In fact, as this thought came to her, her tongue wandered between her red lips, her eyes dazed and wanton.

Still clamping his hands onto the table and hanging his head motionlessly, Wang Hong suddenly spoke: "Ah Rong."

"Hmm." Chen Rong's whisper remained silky and pliant. Wang Hong's tense veins violently pulsed to hear her voice.

He labored for air; his handsome face had turned ruddy. At length, he closed his eyes and let his hair fall over forehead, dangling between his eyes. "Ah Rong, why were you with Ran Min this time? When did you meet?"

In his chaotic mind, all that filled his nose and eyes was her female scent. It took him a great deal of effort to ask a simple complete question.

Chen Rong was likewise feeling muddled. She felt increasingly hot and thirsty. She dazedly stared at Wang Hong's lips and barely knew what she was saying: "It was Chen Yuan. He wanted me to ask for Ran Min's help in finding his lost grains. They always try to harm me and never leave me with a way out. So I went. I don't want Ran Min to give his grains back. I even let him know of the secret route."

By now, her voice had turned slightly jumbled. She paused, and then stared into Wang Hong's eyes, murmuring: "Qilang, your lips look so soft."

The motionless Wang Hong trembled at her words.

This time, his grip on the table turned purple. He clenched with all of his might and breathed raggedly for a while before he asked, "What did Ran Min say?"

Chen Rong was still looking at him. Her eyes had completely clouded over. She kept pulling on her robe. Her hair was tangled, her belt was loosened, and patches of her porcelain skin were exposed.

Wang Hong was afraid to look at her. He stared at the table and coldly asked, "What did Ran Min say when you went to find him because of Chen Yuan's grains? Why did you stay with him?"

He knew Chen Rong wasn't very clearheaded right now, and so he made his question quite clear. Not only did he repeat himself, he was also very direct.

Chen Rong tilted her head, making one side of her gown slip down her creamy shoulder.

She dazedly looked at Wang Hong, murmuring: "Him? He said that I'm just like him. He also said he wants to marry me."

"He said he wants to marry you?"

Wang Hong's voice suddenly rose.

Chen Rong was startled by it. She blinked and replied in a trance: "Aye, he said he wants to marry me." She added: "Qilang, I like you, I don't like him. But he said he will marry me... so I want to go with him."

She repeated this over and over. Meanwhile, Wang Hong was also repeating her words: "You want to go with Ran Min?"

His eyes bored into Chen Rong. Nothing she said entered his ears anymore. He simply repeated: "You want to go with Ran Min?"