Chapter 202 - Sweet And Cuddly
Chapter 202 – Sweet And Cuddly
He kissed me again, his breathing still ragged, and he lifted himself a little to slide out of me. But I stopped him with a firm grip around his torso. "Don't," I buried my face into his hair and mumbled, equally out of breath. "Stay … Just a little longer."
He paused, letting out a soft chuckle at my silly request, and obeyed. Keeping us together, he carefully rolled over so that I was on top of him, resting my head gently against his shoulder. "Make yourself comfortable then," he offered.
I smiled and rubbed my cheek against him. Even with a thin gauze of perspiration gilding his body, he still smelled fresh and soothing, still felt divine to the touch. Maybe even more so with the proof of our passion sheening against the sunlight filtering through the curtains. I hugged him tighter, and I couldn't be more thankful for the blissful feeling of being with him like this again. A luxury that I once thought I had lost forever in this life.
"I'm always comfortable when I'm with you," I replied. "Especially like this, when I can just quietly listen to your heartbeat and feel you against me …"
He smiled, and I knew he understood what I meant. I knew he was feeling the same way as well. This was the wordless harmony between us, something that we shared without ever having to say it out loud. Just like how I knew he didn't need me to tell him that I'd stop brewing those regular potions for myself starting this day.
That was why he had made me perform the ceremony with him, after all. He was never one to care about rules and customs, and he had done it solely for me, so that I could start a new life with him as a real couple blessed by the heaven and earth. So that I didn't have to feel burdened and held back by the traditions I was brought up with and had grown used to.
I found myself smiling at the thought. He had always considered everything for me … In all honesty, I had never even imagined starting a family before. Not since the day I came to Mount Hua. The hassle of raising children and worrying about the mundane concerns of everyday life was something that most cultivators loathed, and the benefits of daoist companions usually stopped at dual cultivation. Never had I expected that after joining a cultivation sect, I would still have a chance to live that life my parents did. And never had I expected Bai Ye to be the one to give it to me.
I looked up at him then. I didn't know what the sword spirit had done in her life to deserve him, but I knew that having him by my side was the greatest blessing I could ever ask for in this world. Let alone holding a family of our own together.
"Bai Ye," I said, grinning a bit idiotically as I traced my fingers along the contour of his face. "I hope our children will all turn out like you … Kind, strong, beautiful … Perfect in every way …"
He raised an eyebrow, possibly because my sudden strange topic had caught him off guard. But then that expression turned into disapproval. "Nonsense," he gave me a glare. "They will be like both of us. And they will of course be kind, strong, and beautiful, because that's the way their mother is."
I giggled at his overindulging bias. "Well, maybe they could be a little less biased than you," I corrected myself.
As much as he always tried to convince me otherwise, and as much as I had learned to not dwell on my imperfections, I still found it one of my biggest regrets in life that I could never turn back into that breathtaking girl in the past. If there was anyone in this world that could come close to being Bai Ye's equal, it should have been her. Both powerful, both gorgeous, they were truly the perfect pair that would have made even the heaven and earth jealous. It was such a pity that—
He pinched my cheek then, eliciting a small ouch from me and cutting off my thoughts. "How am I biased for telling the truth?" he chided. "Barely married and you are already accusing me of being a bigot, wife? What kind of punishment do you deserve?"
I giggled again, finding the feigned look of anger quite lovable on him. "Not like you would ever punish me," I challenged him. "Oh, our children better be good at keeping their words, too. Instead of constantly making empty threats and promises like their fa— um!"
I started as I felt a thrust pulsing into me, and he nibbled my lips. "I have a better thought than punishing you, Qing-er," he whispered. "Since you want those children so badly … Why don't we try harder to make them?"
My eyes widened in utter disbelief. "B-Bai Ye!" I gasped. "H-How could you …" I had been too distracted with our conversation. How could he have recovered so fast already?
"You forget your power over me, little devil."
Hastily, I pulled myself away before he could continue further, breaking that intimate connection between us. As reluctant as I was, it would definitely be unwise to go for a second round today, as the fluctuation of spiritual power would still be a shock to his body at this stage. We couldn't risk overindulging quite yet …
He grunted in disappointment as I rolled off to his side. "And they better be less heartless than their mother," he added to the long list of undesirable traits. "Tempts me, seduces me, and then denies me … I really made a deal with a devil, didn't I?"
I glared in disapproval of his shamelessness, but he pretended not to see it. "At least let me hold you," he persisted. "Show them a good example of how to stay sweet and cuddly in my arms, will you?"
He didn't wait for my response though.. Pulling me back into his arms, he clutched me close, engulfing me with that blissful feeling of being surrounded by him once more.