Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

In extreme pain, Song Qiao's consciousness began to blur.

In the room, Pei Wu stood beside the bed and looked at Song Qiao, who was soaked in sweat due to pain. Her pretty face was as pale as snow, and even her moist lips were bloodless.

Pei Wu took off his shirt, got into bed and approached Song Qiao.

She held Song Qiao's soft body in her arms, and the same soul made her feel the source of Song Qiao's hurt and pain.

"It's okay..." She murmured, her eyes gloomy with some kind of obscure and deep emotion.

What she should do now is put her forehead against Song Qiao's and use her soul power to repair Song Qiao's wounds.

But Pei Wu didn't.

The person in her arms frowned in pain and moaned from time to time. Every sound, every sentence seemed to amplify the fire in her heart.

Pei Wu gasped sharply and finally couldn't help it, closed his eyes and kissed her.

Her first kiss, maybe it couldn't be called a kiss, it was just a touch of lips. But the soft touch still made her heart tremble. She restrained her passionate desire and let her soul power enter Song Qiao's body along the touching lips.

The pain was relieved, and Song Qiao's frown relaxed a little. She couldn't help but hug the person close to her, opened her lips slightly, and sucked on Pei Wu's lower lip.

Even though he knew that Song Qiao only made this move because he was unconscious, Pei Wu still couldn't calm down his violently beating heart. She imitated Song Qiao's movements and also gave him a sucking kiss. She swept the tip of her tongue across the gap between her lips without feeling any hindrance.

So I couldn't restrain myself anymore.

The corners of Pei Wu's eyes were slightly red. What she was doing was deviating from her life principles. She was acting like a villain, taking advantage of Song Qiao's unconsciousness to treat her frivolously.

Despicable, excessive, and worthy of contempt.

It doesn't match her identity or her personality.

She despises herself.

but……

just one time……

Just fall down once...

Pei Wu and Song Qiao's lips separated, and she noticed that Song Qiao seemed to want to open his eyes. She took out a white belt and tied it around Song Qiao's eyes. If you can’t see it, you can deceive yourself.

The originally pale lips became moist and bright red due to the grinding just now. Song Qiao's consciousness has begun to calm down, but Pei Wu is a little weak because he has lost too much soul power.

But this weakness was not enough to make her sleep, nor was it enough to make her give up.

The moment Song Qiao put his hand around her neck, Pei Wu obeyed his heart and lowered his head to kiss her again.

This time it was much more intense. She pried open Song Qiao's teeth and scanned every tooth with her tongue. The moment Song Qiao responded to her, Pei Wu's breathing became heavier and he couldn't help but bite Song Qiao's tongue.

In the haze, Song Qiao instinctively put his hand into Pei Wu's clothes.

"Well..." Pei Wu couldn't help but tighten her waist. She took back the kiss and followed Song Qiao's jaw downward. But in the next second, he felt Song Qiao's hand fall, and his rapid breathing began to calm down.

Pei Wu raised his head and found that Song Qiao had fallen asleep.

Her consciousness was seriously injured. Although the soul power input by Pei Wu calmed the turmoil, she still fell into a coma.

The blindfolded woman was lying on her back, her lips slightly red and swollen from the kiss. If you look carefully, you can see small wounds caused by the inexperience of the person on her body.

Her clothes were messy, and there was a pale pink hickey on her neck, which was left by Pei Wu just now.

Pei Wu stretched his arms and looked at it for a while, then untied Song Qiao's eyes, then got out of bed and dressed himself.

She put it on quickly, her hands were trembling, she casually tied the top and turned around to leave. However, when she opened the door, she froze in place.

The person outside the door is Jinglan.

He just raised his hand, as if preparing to knock on the door.

The two looked at each other, Jinglan's eyes fell on Pei Wu's messy collar, and then looked up at Pei Wu's red and moist lips.

And those reddish eyes.

"She's in there?" Jinglan's voice was low, filled with stormy anger.

Pei Wu took a deep breath and said, "Yes, she is asleep."

Boom!

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder sounded. This is the most common sight in Yulei Peak, but at this moment it becomes a bit scary for no reason.

Jinglan looked at Pei Wu with a complex and angry look, "What did you do to her?"

Pei Wu did not regret everything she had done. She looked at Jinglan calmly and said, "Do what Master wants to do but has never done."

Boom!

There was another thunderous explosion.

Jinglan's face was looming in the darkness, and her always calm eyes were filled with anger. Her anger made her raise her hand, but her reason kept her from dropping her hand.

"She's drunk, Pei Wu! Are you crazy?!" Jinglan's eyes were full of disappointment, mixed with jealousy and resentment that she was unwilling to admit.

Pei Wu still did not lower his head, "Even if she is awake, I will still do that. Master, please help us."

Complete?

Jing Lan said with a gloomy face, "In what capacity do you ask me to fulfill my wish? Pei Wu, she is your senior sister, she is not your Taoist companion."

"But I am the most important person to her, Master. You are my Master, not hers." Pei Wu faced off against Jinglan, not taking a step back.

She can't retreat either.

Jinglan cannot be allowed to enter the house, and Jinglan cannot be allowed to get close to Song Qiao. Otherwise, you will find that everything Song Qiao has done will be in vain.

After a long while, Jinglan shook her head and took a step back. "Xiaowu, you disappoint me so much."

After Jinglan left, Pei Wu's hand holding on to the door frame slipped down. Her originally straight back slumped, and her whole body exuded an aura of decadence.

She let Master down.

She let down her most beloved master.

She was disappointed in herself.

Will Song Qiao find out? Will Song Qiao remember? Will she be disappointed in herself too?

Will she...leave?

Will it make you feel sick? Will you be angry or disgusted?

Pei Wu closed the door and sat on the ground with his back against the door, clasping his knees with his hands and sobbing softly.

She is still too young and feels the pain of love in advance before she has tasted the sweetness of love.

And this love can never be made public.

You will never get feedback from your lover.

Many times, people who don't know him well will think that Song Qiao's heart is so big that it can accommodate so many people, friends, relatives, and lovers.

For others, having one true love is enough for them, but she has several, each of them experiencing profound love and hatred.

But Pei Wu knew that her heart was small.

So small that he would give up everything for the only Meng Lingyu who is still alive.

Pei Wu was immersed in his own grief and did not notice that Song Qiao, who had been sleeping on the bed, had woken up at some point and was looking at her with a look mixed with despair and self-loathing.

Song Qiao's injury looked serious, but it was actually not fatal.

After all, she has a strange ring and has absorbed a lot of souls. Although the total strength of her soul is not comparable to Jinglan, the quality is still very high. In addition, he absorbed Pei Wu's soul power from the same source, so he quickly rested enough to wake up.

After waking up, he remembered what happened just now.

She and Pei Wu kissed.

Still a deep kiss.

At first she thought she was hallucinating due to her injuries, or that the dog system had poisoned Pei Wu to force her to jump off the Immortal Cliff.

Otherwise, how could it have come to this point?

How could her split soul kiss herself?