Chapter 36: About to Be Swallowed by the Abyss
Shi Qingyan didn’t know how to describe that feeling.
In front of her, separated only by a thin pink curtain.
What she once viewed as a pure and immaculate white lotus flower.
At this moment, however, it lay in a man’s embrace, the covers subtly rising and falling.
She didn’t want to see such a scene at all.
But she realized that her eyes couldn’t move away from that sight.
She felt the need to witness the entire process firsthand.
To witness the softest existence in her heart being corroded, decayed bit by bit.
Completely defiled into dirty filth.
That twisted pain from the depths of her heart made it impossible for her to turn away.
Her gaze seemed welded to the curtain.
Desperately watching every movement of the shadow behind it.
Straining to hear every soft gasp from behind the curtain.
That feeling of humiliation and helplessness swept through her body, unexpectedly warming her entire being.
Even her legs gradually turned soft, losing strength, leaving her to slump helplessly on the ground.
“Ah… ah ah…”
She felt as if something in her mind was subtly changing.
Her spirit might have already gone awry.
In fact, there was hardly any noise from behind the curtain now.
Young Master Sang gently held Zhang Xiaoying, both of them peacefully dreaming in each other’s warmth.
That cozy and blissful scene was quite comfortable for them.
But Shi Qingyan didn’t know that.
She was still desperately capturing any tiny movements from behind the curtain.
Even if it was just Young Master Sang lightly snoring or Zhang Xiaoying murmuring sweet nothings in her dreams.
Even if they were just turning over.
In Zhang Xiaoying’s mind, countless inappropriate images began to automatically surface.
Had they changed positions?
What position was it this time? Who was on top, who was on the bottom?
Did Xiaoying just let out a soft moan?
Yes, that kind of feeling, where one desperately tries to hold back yet can’t resist the pleasure, letting out a bit of sound before quickly covering their mouth in bashfulness.
The more suppressed, the harder it was to stifle the sounds, the more sounds came, the redder her face became in an effort to keep it in…
Ah!!!
No! Shi Qingyan, you can’t think about this any longer!
You’ve already touched that forbidden abyss!
If you keep staring, you will be swallowed by that abyss!
…
Despite Shi Qingyan telling herself this in her heart,
her consciousness seemed no longer under her control.
Those small thoughts rapidly multiplied, and countless tantalizing yet ambiguous images flickered through her mind.
As if in her consciousness, Zhang Xiaoying had spent every moment of bliss with Young Master Sang.
From her eyes turning red with bloodshot veins at first,
to her gradually warming body, feeling limp and soft all over now.
Shi Qingyan felt a sense.
If she continued like this, she would truly become a slave to her imagination.
An entire night passed, and Shi Qingyan had hardly even blinked.
For the whole night, she stared at the curtain, her eyes bloodshot.
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The next day, Young Master Sang found it incredibly difficult to open his eyes for the first time.
In his arms lay a soft, warm body, feeling like a fragrant plush doll, both warm and soft, making it hard to part with.
Zhang Xiaoying seemed to be the same.
Curled up in Young Master Sang’s embrace, feeling his warm breath, an indescribable happiness and sense of security made her unwilling to wake up.
Even Jiao Jiao and Hei Xia, the two little cats,
were snuggled together by the head of Young Master Sang’s bed, and just reaching out could touch the two fluffy little kittens.
So blissful.
But the Communication Device kept ringing, forcing Young Master Sang to reluctantly take it out.
“Sister, isn’t it too early for work?”
“Isn’t this just the leader checking on a subordinate, making sure they slept well on their first night at the company?”
Young Master Sang wanted to mention that it wasn’t his first time sleeping here.
He usually took naps here whenever he was tired.
But he was worried that Tang Yubbing would question him about slacking off.
“Just get to the point.”
“Just wanted to remind you, last night, the Water Moon Sect’s people launched their first wave of attack, and the Heavenly Punishment Department has sent everyone out to defend, even those just returning from business trips.”
The people from the Heavenly Punishment Department… Young Master Sang woke up a bit: “Did Yan Rouwan go too?”
“She did.”
“Was anything wrong?”
Tang Yubbing’s voice was tinged with amusement: “I thought that after she fell into your grasp, you wouldn’t care about her anymore.”
Look at what you’re saying.
Am I, Young Master Sang, that heartless?
She still owes me for her meals.
At least let her repay me before something happens!
“If you’re that worried, why not come see for yourself?”
Young Master Sang hesitated.
Truth be told, just his actions of torturing Si Jingzhu was enough to get him killed by the sect.
Right now, he was practically in cahoots with the Demon Cultivators.
If the Demon Cultivators were breached, he’d be doomed too.
For safety’s sake, it would be good to check the situation. At least it would give him some peace of mind.
After all, he hardly had any points left that could be exchanged for something useful.
“I got it, I’ll head over soon.”
After hanging up the Communication Device, Young Master Sang sighed, lamenting that he had to work overtime so early in the morning.
But suddenly, a somewhat resentful and cold voice came from his arms:
“If cats have nine lives, dying twice wouldn’t matter, right? Why bother to care about her?”
“Uh, she seems stunned…”
Young Master Sang awkwardly chuckled with cold sweat starting to form: “I’m just going to check the situation, not to see Yan Rouwan.”
Zhang Xiaoying didn’t reply, only silently cuddled closer to Young Master Sang.
“…Let’s get up later.”
“Is that not okay?” Her eyes suddenly turned soft, timidly blinking up at him.
Cute and delicate.
Seeing that, Young Master Sang almost hugged her, wanting to bury his head back into sleep.
But thinking it over, to keep a good impression of actively working in front of his boss, he ultimately endured the pain and gently embraced Zhang Xiaoying, placing a light kiss on her forehead.
“Well, I still have to go to work. If I don’t, how will I support you?”
Zhang Xiaoying turned red once again.
The moisture on her forehead quickly colored her cheeks bright red, and her heart became a chaotic mess.
“Then, I’ll prepare warm water for you to wash up…”
“Just sleep a little longer; I can handle it myself.”
With that, Young Master Sang yawned, got dressed, and quickly washed up before heading out.
Leaving behind Zhang Xiaoying with a hot face, rolling around under the covers.
Ah, ah, ah! My master kissed me! He kissed me!
Even though it was just on the forehead, and it was simply a gentle, soothing gesture.
But he really kissed me!
Ah… She buried her head under the covers, her beautiful eyes dazed and intoxicated, her face flushed.
I want to hurry up and give my master a child…
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While Zhang Xiaoying rolled around blushing in her blanket, she had no idea.
At this moment, another person was gasping at the cage bars, hopeless and knocking on them.
Hey.
Hello, there’s still someone behind the curtain.
Hey. I’m still here.
Don’t ignore me…
