the knife of love

Chapter 69 A gift, give her self-defense
After Tang Jingcheng drank the porridge, Guan Lue gave her another antipyretic, and fell asleep in a daze.

She didn't know how long she slept, but when she heard a slight voice on the balcony, she squinted her eyes, and saw Guan Lue standing there on the phone, her voice was very soft, and she could tell by that expression that the other party was Lou Qingxiao.

"Okay, I know, go to sleep, it's late."

"..."

Guan Lue hung up the phone, Tang Jingcheng immediately closed his eyes, and heard footsteps on the balcony from far to near, and finally he seemed to stop in front of the bed.

For a long time, there was no movement, so Tang Jingcheng thought he had already left when he felt a black shadow approaching, and a cold touch hit his lips.

Guan Lue leaned over and kissed her lips carefully, thinking she was asleep and just wanted to taste it secretly, but Tang Jingcheng suddenly stretched out his left arm to wrap around his neck, pulling him down to stick tightly Own.

Opening his mouth, he let his lips come in, bringing the sharp smell of tobacco on the tip of his tongue.

Moaned softly, this time it was Tang Jingcheng who was more ferocious, and after a fierce fight, he couldn't wait to unbutton Guan Lue's belt.

"Okay, you still have a fever." He wanted to stop it.

But Tang Jingcheng didn't allow it, his eyes opened, and the inside was already dyed with fiery temperature.

"It's okay, I want it."

She has never lacked initiative in matters of men and women.

At the beginning, Qiu Qiguan was such a stable person, but after being tortured by this little girl for a few years, he also fell under her pomegranate skirt. From then on, he was out of control, and finally he had to marry her against the pressure of public opinion and Qiu Yueyi's opposition.

The same is true for Guanlue now.

Just say what you like, and rush if you want, Tang Jingcheng has always lived clearly, not to mention that she also knows that Guan Lue will soon marry Lou Qingxiao, and the time he is with her is limited, she has a bento to earn a lot of money. once.

Guan Lue couldn't resist her soft-heartedness, he disarmed in two or three strokes, and rolled onto the bed with Tang Jingcheng in his arms...

After some cloud and rain, the person on the bed settled down, and she curled up in Guan Lue's arms like a contented cat.

Unable to move her right shoulder, she used the fingers of her left hand to dance on Guan Lue's smooth, muscular chest, sliding across his collarbone and shoulders, wandering along those interlaced scars, and finally staying in his lower abdomen.

Guan Lue was distracted by her, and held her hand that was scurrying around his body.

"Enough, take it easy."

"Are you afraid?"

"It's more than enough to deal with you!"

"Well, you are the one who can do it five or six times a night."

"..." Guan Lue was defeated again.

Tang Jingcheng really liked seeing him deflated. He smiled foolishly, leaning on his shoulder and suddenly asked: "When she slept with you, did you hug her like this?" Guan slightly knew who she was talking about.

"No."

"Then she takes the initiative?"

"good."

"I'm not so active, right?"

"..."

"Then do you prefer to be more reserved or more active?"

"It depends."

"It depends on the situation, then I guess you like to be more reserved, otherwise you would not have chosen to let me die when I was tied up."

"..." Guan Wei almost lost his breath.

He felt that the woman lying in his arms was like an angel when she was happy, for example, when she was in love, she was tossing and panting under him, as beautiful as a flower, as charming as water, no matter what she wanted, she felt that it was not enough, but when it was bad, she wanted to pinch her kill her.

What time is it now?The two had just finished the most intimate thing in the world a few minutes ago, and she was still sweating profusely in her arms, but she was able to mention the word "death" to him calmly.

"Tang Jingcheng, you are so fucking cruel."

"Thank you, but not as good as you."

When she and Lou Qingxiao were tied to the pillar at the same time, this man didn't even bat an eye when he chose to let her die.

"Okay, I know you can't swallow this breath in your heart." Guan Lue raised his body and kissed her injured shoulder again, "I will do my best to heal your hand, but many things have already happened, and I can't undo it , you can hate whatever you want, just don’t always use this to stab me.”

When she stabbed him, his heart ached.

From the shooting to the present, he remembered how much Tang Jingcheng had suffered, but he never explained it to her.

In that situation back then, Lou Qingxiao and her put together for him to choose, he knew that no matter how he chose it was wrong, since both left and right were wrong, why did he have to explain.

Tang Jingcheng snorted and sat up with the quilt rolled up, leaving his bare shoulders and back exposed.

"I didn't use this to stab you. You can kill me. Do I still expect to use this to disturb your conscience?"

"Then what do you mean by those words just now?"

"The meaning is obvious. You have Lou Qingxiao in your heart. Qiu Qiguan in my heart is not dead yet. We just play around when we need it. I admit that I am greedy for your body. You can make me happy on the bed. I like to have sex with you." This kind of thing."

"and then?"

"Then..." Tang Jingcheng shrank her shoulders wrapped in a quilt, "Then I think we don't need to make our relationship too complicated, just like you and Lou Qingxiao don't need to avoid me on the phone, I don't mind, And me and other men...cough...such as Su Jue, you won't feel any discomfort, right?"

After she asked, Guan Lue looked at her eyes that had gradually cooled from the love just now, and suddenly found that this woman had a very strong logic.

She seemed to have a clear distinction between love and sex, but he got confused first.

"Yes." Guan Yue replied.

Tang Jingcheng's heart twitched, but the smile on his face relaxed a little bit: "So let's talk about it, can we get along more comfortably in the future?"

"It's been very comfortable."

"Yes, I have always been very comfortable, just like I would never be angry because you kicked me out yesterday, and let me get caught in the rain outside, and my wound was inflamed and had a fever..." Tang Jingcheng pretended to be angry for his last night. Ruthlessly looking for an excuse, he also stubbornly believed that Ah Q would feel better after a while.

Guan Lue also accepted it calmly, he didn't like to explain in the first place.

"But what happened last night is not allowed to happen again!" He took off his nightgown and put it on Tang Jingcheng, "Also, I have something for you."

"what?"

"Wait a minute." Guan Yue got out of bed and took out a box from his coat pocket. He carried the box with him, but he never found a chance to give it to her.

"What?" Tang Jingcheng asked.

Guan Lue opened the box, and there was a small thing lying inside. It was slender and oval, made of Tibetan silver, with broken jade and green opals inlaid on the top.

"This is……?"

"Folding dagger."

It was the one that Guan Lue bought in a small shop in Tengchong last time. After he came back, he bought a thin silver chain and strung it on, so it looked like an exquisite jewelry.

Guan Lue took out the dagger and hung it around Tang Jingcheng's neck himself. The length of the chain was just right.

Tang Jingcheng could feel the cold metal and jade on the dagger just sticking to his heart.

She held the dagger in her hand and looked at it: "It's beautiful, but the person who wields the gun is different, and the gifts given by women after sleeping are all very different."

Guan Lue could hear her mocking: "There's no need to stab me like this. I remember that when you first went to Tengchong, you had a piece of jade hanging around your neck. It was given by Qiu Qiguan?"

Tang Jingcheng didn't answer, but his cold smile had already given him the answer.

"Now that Yu is gone, I will wear this dagger from now on."

"What do you mean?" Tang Jingcheng suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Guan Lue used his hot fingertips to scrape her lips, and leaned over to kiss her again. Under the light, the two of them were so close, he gently wiped Tang Jingcheng's cheek with his hand The five finger prints that have not completely disappeared.

Tang Jingcheng felt the fierce light in the man's eyes come out again.

"Nothing interesting, I just want you to carry something on your body so that you can protect yourself in case of danger in the future. Of course, if you want to take someone's life... such as me, one day you hate me and want me to die, this dagger may It can also come in handy.”

Tang Jingcheng couldn't help chuckling, his whole body was shaking.

She opened the dagger, and the blade shone brightly under the light. She was naked and wrapped in half a silk quilt, with her hair disheveled, and pointed the dagger at the position where Guanlue's heart was.

"Poke it down here?"

"Correct!"

"But the blade is so short, can it take your life?"

"Yes, I have calculated the length." Guan slightly squeezed Tang Jingcheng's wrist, "If you use precise force, the length is just right, just enough to stab the heart."

Tang Jingcheng's knife tip was still on his hardened heart muscle, but the man saw peace in his eyes.

Her wrist trembled, she drew it back, and folded the dagger into the sheath: "It's not fun."

"This is not for you to play."

"Save my life?"

Guan Slightly smiled without saying a word, grabbed the slippery and naked Tang Jingcheng into his arms again, kissed her earlobe, and replied in a hoarse voice: "See under what circumstances you will use it!"

Tang Jingcheng slept peacefully in the middle of the night, but Guan Lue held her in his arms but stayed up half the night, recalling over and over again what she said before going to bed.

She said that she would make plays every time, so he would show her the plays.

Tang Jingcheng fell into a deep sleep, woke up the next morning, stretched out his arms, and there was no one around.

There was a clear emptiness in his heart, and he opened his eyes, only to see Guan Lue sitting cross-legged on the terrace, with his back facing her, wearing a pair of black trousers and a white cotton vest on his upper body.

The size of the vest fits well, and the soft fabric outlines his broad spine and shoulders, but his skin color looks darker and brighter under the morning light, which is in sharp contrast with the white cotton vest.

Tang Jingcheng couldn't help but swallowed a breath.

She had to admit that she was obsessed with every inch of this man's muscles, bones, flesh, breath and the whole skin.

To be precise, Guan Lue should belong to the kind of man who stands in front of a woman and exudes male hormones even without saying a word.

Tang Jingcheng hid in the quilt to take a breath. She had no clothes on her body last night, so she rolled up the quilt and got out of bed, stooped, and walked on tiptoe behind Guan Lue.

What is this man doing sitting on the ground early in the morning?
When he got closer, he found a bunch of flowers thrown in front of Guan Lue. Fresh red roses had just been cut from the flower garden. Take the scissors and pick the thorns on the flowering branches one by one.

He plucked very carefully, with his head slightly lowered, and the few strands of hair on his forehead swayed back and forth with his stinging action. What made Tang Jingcheng drool the most was his arm, holding the scissors tightly. Going out, the protruding meridian on the arm will jump, and the muscles from the entire arm to the shoulder will be stretched.

Under the morning light, every movement he made could make Tang Jingcheng stop breathing.

In the end, she couldn't hold back, she bent her body and gently lay on Guan's slightly bent back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Guan Wei's pricking action stopped.

"woke up?"

"Hmm..." When she made this sound, she was already moaning almost hoarsely, her left hand also slid along his waist to his lower abdomen, the muscles were flat, and the scars were vertical and horizontal, followed by his shoulders and chest, which were strong and lined smooth.

Guan slightly smiled, turned around and grabbed her hand that was walking around: "Early in the morning, come again?"

"You don't want to?" She was so straightforward.

Guan slightly raised his lips, put down the scissors in his hand, hooked her neck with his backhand, kissed sideways, and carefully picked her up on his knees, and he tore off the quilt wrapped around her...

On the terrace, the morning light floated, and the cold wind of the winter suburbs blew in from a distant place, and her ground shivered.

Guan Lue took off the vest with one hand, and the hot skin stuck to her body inch by inch, and her whole body was burning hot.

Tang Jingcheng bloomed among the rose branches all over the ground.

Guan Lue used his hands to cover her eyes that were getting more and more blurred during the love.

Whenever she plays a play, she can be so beautiful in the play that it drives him crazy.

"Tang Jingcheng, speak up!"

"No!"

"Speak out!!!"

"Not to die!"

She didn't want to make a sound of joy under him, she kept telling herself that she was enjoying this man.

The first time, the second time, every time, she treats it as the last time, because only in this way can she let herself give up her arrogance and be with him so vaguely.

(End of this chapter)