After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Chapter 112 Lord Yan, will I die?

Yan Mobai's body stiffened slightly, but he didn't turn around, just let her hold him.

Ning Miao pressed her face against his back.

For a long time, there was no response from him.

She raised her head and looked at him, but could only see the back of his head.

Ning Miao sighed softly: "But I really miss you..."

It seemed as if she was talking to Yan Mobai, or as if she was talking to herself. Her small and soft voice revealed a bit of loss and disappointment. At the same time, she also loosened her arms.

She took a step back, turned around, and walked silently into the deeper part of the pool.

Suddenly, her arm felt heavy. Yan Mobai suddenly turned around, grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

The surface of the pool was very slippery underwater. Ning Miao was caught off guard and slipped, falling towards Yan Mobai.

Yan Mobai had not been standing very steadily because he had turned around suddenly and had been grabbing and pulling the person in a big and urgent manner. When she pounced on him, he slipped.

They both fell into the water, splashing loudly.

Yan Mobai quickly stretched out his arms to protect her, and landed on his back.

After falling to the ground, he quickly sat up and helped her sit up.

Even though Yan Mobai's movements were so fast, Ning Miao still choked on the water. After his head emerged from the water, he started coughing.

Yan Mobai stretched out his big palm and patted her back underwater to help her calm down.

Ning Miao's eyes turned red from coughing.

Finally she stopped coughing, and she stared at Yan Mobai with red eyes.

Yan Mobai also looked at her.

After a moment, there was a faint sigh: "Why do you have to do this?"

Ning Miao remained silent, and the annoyance in his eyes became even more intense.

She scooped up a handful of water and poured it over him.

The force was not enough and the water was not heavy, so it fell on him without any pain. She was still not satisfied, so she used one hand to use two hands, scooped up the water, and poured it on his face.

Yan Mobai let her go without avoiding or hiding.

His head and face were already covered in water from the fall, and now it was even more so.

Ning Miao worked on it for a while, then stopped when he got tired.

Get up and prepare to swim again.

Yan Mobai also stood up, took a big step underwater, and grabbed her shoulders.

Ning Miao turned around, Yan Mobai grabbed her face with his big hands, lowered his head and bit her lips hard.

At that moment, he heard the sound of the high wall in his heart that he had built with great difficulty collapsing again.

Ning Miao looked at him. She couldn't see his expression, she could only see his eyelids and the deep wrinkles at the corners of his double eyelids.

Their breaths intertwined, and he kissed her eagerly and forcefully, seemingly with a hint of cruelty.

Because she was facing away from him with her head turned back, and being robbed of his breath like that, she felt very uncomfortable.

Then she turned around underwater and faced him.

Both of them were standing in the water. Ning Miao was not wearing any clothes. The water level was just below her chest, and the scenery in front of her was exposed above the water without reservation.

Realizing this, Ning Miao wanted to sink into the water.

But she failed to get what she wanted. Yan Mobai held her waist with his big hands, pulled her up and pressed her towards himself.

Their bodies pressed together and their tongues stirred.

Yan Mobai was still wearing wet clothes, and Ning Miao felt uncomfortable sticking to them.

While she passively endured his plundering, she fumbled to pull the sash around his waist.

He grabbed her wrist again and let go of her lips, breathing heavily, just like that time in the inn in Yanbo Town.

Ning Miao thought he was going to stop urgently again, but she found that he took her hand away, tore off his belt and took off his clothes.

He raised his arm and threw the clothes onto the bluestone table beside the pool. The two of them looked at each other sincerely and their eyes met.

She saw the lustful darkness and flickering fire in his eyes.

He looked at the redness at the corners of her eyes and her deep pupils reflecting the shimmering water in the pool.

He pressed her towards him, and she moved closer to him.

He kissed her and lifted her up from under the water, kissing her as he walked toward the edge of the pool.

Putting her down, he pressed her against the edge of the pool…

The ripples of the hot spring spread out, slowly turning into waves beating against the shore, and finally into huge storm.

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After the satisfying session, Ning Miao hung weakly on Yan Mobai.

Yan Mobai kissed her temple, turned around and saw that the clock in the corner had shown one hour, so he picked her up from the pool and walked ashore.

He took her clothes and put them on her.

Ning Miao didn't want to move at all, she just wanted him to serve her like this, but he was clumsy and couldn't even put on a bellyband. After a long time, he still didn't know where the belt was, so she had to do it herself.

As she was getting dressed, she wondered whether she should take a fake contraceptive pill in front of him.

Would he be suspicious if she carried contraceptive pills with her?

Once he suspected that Mr. Shi was a doctor, he took the medicine to Mr. Shi for testing and he found out that the contraceptive medicine was fake.

Safety first, it’s better not to take it on her own initiative. When he gives her the contraceptive pills, she can switch them out.

Having made up her mind, she stopped thinking about it and raised her eyes to admire the man's impeccable and perfect body.

Thinking of how his clothes were all wet, she realized that it was inappropriate for her to grab his ankles and pull him into the water.

"What are you wearing?" she asked him.

"Put that on first." Yan Mobai walked to the bamboo rack, picked up the bathrobe and put it on.

Then he brought over a small porcelain bottle and a silver needle: "I'm going to draw your blood."

The two of them sat on the bluestone platform by the pool. Because there was a hot spring underground, the bluestone platform by the pool was also very warm. Both of them were barefoot.

Ning Miao handed him his hand.

Yan Mobai pinched her middle finger and twisted the silver needle with his other hand.

Before the needle tip pierced his fingertip, he looked at her and saw that she was staring at him, so he lowered his eyelids slightly.

"What are you looking at?" he asked her.

There was a hint of hoarseness in the voice, which was particularly magnetic.

"I'm afraid of the pain and dare not look at my hands. Lord Yan's face is so handsome and pleasing to the eye. Looking at it may help relieve the pain." Ning Miao said.

Yan Mobai sneered and didn't respond.

Lies come out of his mouth easily.

Would a martial artist be afraid of the pain of a silver needle pricking his finger?

He lowered his eyes and inserted the silver needle into his fingertip.

Ning Miao's pupils shrank in pain and he hissed softly.

Yan Mobai couldn't help but look at her, and the movement of squeezing the blood beads in his hand slowed down a bit.

He squeezed four drops of blood into a small porcelain bottle.

Ning Miao picked up his fingers and blew on them to his mouth.

"Does it hurt so much?" Yan Mobai closed the lid of the porcelain bottle and asked her.

Ning Miao glared at him: "Do you understand that the ten fingers are connected to the heart? You think everyone is like you. The heart is just an organ that proves you are still alive. My heart is soft and filled with emotions and feelings."

Yan Mobai curled his lips and didn't respond.

Ning Miao didn’t know if it was an illusion or something, but she felt that his smile was cold, as if he was sneering.

Then pick the middle finger of the other hand.

"Lord Yan, will I die?" Ning Miao asked suddenly.

Yan Mobai paused as he was about to pierce his finger with the silver needle, and looked up at her.