I was reborn after cheating on the aloof and powerful man.

Chapter 154 Beautiful Dreams Are Easily Awake

My hands were firmly held in place, unable to move. My body felt tingly and numb, an indescribable discomfort.

No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free from those hateful hands. Fei Xi was a little angry, so she opened her mouth and bit down on the sharp jawline, and as she wished, she heard a muffled groan.

The next instant, with a "smack" and a "Don't move!", under the influence of alcohol and drugs, it took a while for my brain to belatedly realize that my private parts had been hit.

Fei Xi was even angrier!

She's not a child, why would you hit her there!

Her slender waist twisted and turned, and her long legs loosened their grip on Bian Yuan's waist, as if she wanted to get up.

Bian Yuan followed Fei Xi's movements and pulled her up.

However, the moment he stood up, Fei Xi kicked him in the groin.

Bian Yuan laughed in anger, grabbed the foot that was about to do evil, and pulled the person back into his arms.

The two turned around, and before they knew it, one had tripped the other, and they both fell onto the couch.

This time, however, the positions were reversed. Bian Yuan pressed his strong, upright body against her delicate body. He didn't care about the awkwardness and was afraid that Fei Xi would move again, so he pressed his limbs together tightly.

Fei Xi was overwhelmed and her physical discomfort intensified, yet she received no comfort whatsoever. She bit her lip tightly, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.

"What...did you eat that you shouldn't have?" Her jade-like fingers were covered in dew, and her clear voice, sensing something was wrong, was full of helplessness.

Perhaps comforted by the gentle touch of her fingers, Fei Xi gradually regained her voice.

"The wine...it's all the wine, it's from...Senior Cui..."

After all that commotion, Fei Xi was exhausted and feeling dizzy. But she could still sense a chilling aura permeating the room.

She was still half asleep when she wondered, "Why isn't the door closed yet?"

In a daze, she felt her body lighten, and a furry cloak wrapped around her. Someone carried her outside.

The soft fur on the cloak was comfortable, and Fei Xi couldn't help but rub her cheek against the fur on the brim of the cloak.

The cold wind blew against my face, biting and piercing. Although I felt uncomfortable, I felt warm.

The strong, pounding heartbeat filled her ears, and Fei Xi, with her eyes closed, drifted off to sleep to the accompaniment of this sound.

Fei Xi's consciousness suddenly returned when the icy water submerged her entire body.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the gloomy face of the senior by the water, whose eyes were even colder than the cold spring.

"Now that you're awake, soak in the bath to let the medicine wear off. If you come out before I return..."

Without needing to say anything, a single glance from that cold gaze caused Fei Xi to swallow involuntarily and nod slightly.

Staring in the direction where the figure disappeared, Fei Xi felt like crying but had no tears.

Perhaps she should heed Cui Chou's advice and not be so proactive?

No, she shouldn't have trusted Cui Chou. What a load of rubbish! Men don't understand men best!

How could Senior Bian be no different from those lust-driven imperial henchmen!

It's so cold... My body is so cold that it's actually starting to feel warm.

Just as Fei Xi was falling into despair and wondering if she would freeze to death in the spring,

The sound of a heavy object falling into the water could be heard not far away.

The water was rushing, and in her eyes, which were so cold she could barely open them, an unexpected figure appeared.

A powerful surge of internal energy circulated through Fei Xi's body, flowing along the Jianliao acupoints on both sides of her back shoulders.

Fei Xi immediately felt warm all over her body, and her limbs, which had been frozen and numb, gradually regained feeling.

Fei Xi turned her head, a mixture of regret and a sense of joy at regaining what she had lost spreading through her heart.

She was eager to see the face of the person behind her.

She wanted to make sure that Bian Yuan hadn't abandoned her or was tired of her.

"Don't move, relax! The effects of the drug haven't kicked in yet!"

Before Fei Xi could see clearly, the anger mixed in the cold voice made her realize that Bian Yuan was still angry.

Turning her head, Fei Xi obediently stopped causing trouble and allowed the inner energy of the person behind her to flow through her body.

The medicinal properties of the Hehuan wine were gradually expelled from the body as the internal energy repeatedly washed away the toxins.

Fei Xi, who doesn't understand what desire is, still retains the feeling of being controlled by the drug wine.

Her body felt warm and comfortable, and she was no longer uncomfortable, but she couldn't help but feel her mind wandering.

The icy mist in the air seemed to carry the scent of the person behind her, their lips red and alluring. Looking back, Fei Xi thought the taste was sweeter than cherries. Soft lips and tongue intertwined and bit each other, sending a tingling, indescribable pleasure through her body. It was like shivering after finishing a bowl of ice in June, her pores opening up, a feeling of pure bliss.

I really want to try it again!

Once the audacious thought arose, it was difficult to suppress. Before Fei Xi could put it into action, the voice behind her directly interrupted her wild fantasies.

“Cui Chou has always treated women with sincerity. No matter what they want from him, he will give it to them. The only thing he cannot give is true love.” Even though his indifferent tone concealed dissatisfaction, a man who is always upright would never slander his friend behind his back.

"Cui Chou is not a good match. He already has 18 concubines in his household, and countless beautiful women in the martial world. You should never meet him alone again. You are still young and have seen too few men..."

"So, Senior Bian, are you going to act like a madam and introduce me to men?"

Before Bian Yuan could finish speaking, he was interrupted. The woman in front of him had her back to him and her head down, so his expression was not visible.

The body beneath my palm trembled slightly. Was she crying?

"What happened today was my fault... I didn't take good care of you. Fortunately, nothing serious happened. It was all because of the medicinal wine. It was an accident, and I know it wasn't your intention. I will forget about it as soon as possible. People in the martial arts world don't need to care too much about their reputation. However, you don't need to care about other people's opinions. You should focus on your own feelings. If you feel uncomfortable, don't keep it to yourself. You can speak up if you have any needs."

"Is anything okay?"

His low, hoarse voice seemed to be suppressing something, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Bian Yuan withdrew his palm, his expression inscrutable, but he stated calmly and confidently.

“Of course! The effects of the medicine have worn off. I'll take you back first…”

Suddenly, the sound of rushing water filled the air, her clothes were gripped tightly, and her lips, which had been touched not long ago, were visited again.

Bian Yuan's body stiffened abruptly, his face filled with disbelief.

For someone with no experience, a kiss after sobering up is clumsy and awkward. But the fiery and passionate softness throws him into disarray, leaving him breathless.

Reason vanished in an instant, a faint smell of alcohol mixed with a hint of bitter medicine.

The familiar scent overwhelmed my senses; my fingertips brushed through my hair, and the embrace was no longer an illusion.

The spring water beneath him was as cold as the countless sleepless nights he had spent tossing and turning, but the warmth of their embrace gave him a glimmer of hope.

The kisses were almost suffocating, and they pressed against each other tirelessly, entangled and inseparable.

Even if one is willing to burn to ashes in the heat, the cold pain still gradually erodes the heart, and an emotion called "despair" surges up again.

……

The dream was short-lived. The noisy shouts of killing rose and fell outside, but no one dared to break down the door.

Inside the room, a pair of people lay amidst black cocoons scattered on the floor, their intertwined fingers suddenly tightening.

A pair of grayish-brown eyes slowly opened.