Chapter 158
Chapter 158: The big golden dragon smugly shows off the bite marks on his neck, saying his wife left them on purpose
Jiang Tea Tea’s pupils shrank at once. She stared straight at the neck Chong Ming leaned toward her, at his broad bare, muscular chest. Her heart sped up. Her mouth went dry. She swallowed and swallowed, greedy and hungry, wanting to gnaw on him, wanting to bite him.
Chong Ming took in every bit of her expression. He leaned even more toward her. His voice was low and hoarse as he said: “Jiang Tea Tea, is this distance okay? Do I need to come a little closer?”
Jiang Tea Tea had already swallowed several times. She stared at the pulse beating in his neck like a useless little glutton and said: “If you really let me bite, I’ll tear your flesh and drink your blood.”
[Oh my god, he is now just openly tempting me, like saying: come on, come on, bite me, bury me under the roots of the tree!]
As a Great Demon Stage tree demon, facing this Pure Yang great tonic that did not resist and sent itself right to her mouth, she wished she could pounce on him with hands and feet and just gnaw away.
Chong Ming’s thin lips curved a little as he said: “I said I’d let you bite, so I’ll let you bite. Take it as my apology for plucking the flower bud on your head yesterday.”
So that was why he suddenly let her bite him.
It turned out to be an apology.
Since it was an apology, Jiang Tea Tea had no psychological burden at all. She told herself that taking a bite, eating a piece of flesh, and drinking some dragon blood was what she deserved.
Jiang Tea Tea could not hide the smile climbing up to her brows as she still pretended to ask again: “I’m really going to bite you?”
Chong Ming looked at her, proud and amused, his mood light as he said: “Come, come bite.”
Jiang Tea Tea leaned her body over and, not polite at all, opened her mouth and bit down on Chong Ming’s neck.
The small pain was clearly nothing, but Chong Ming’s whole body suddenly went tense. The veins on the back of his hand bulged. His Adam’s apple moved, and he also suddenly felt… hungry.
Between Jiang Tea Tea and Chong Ming was the central console. He was leaning sideways, and she was leaning too. Her stomach felt twisted, but when the fresh dragon blood entered her mouth, her eyes lit up at once.
Fresh dragon blood, compared to drinking it from a cup, made a demon’s heart race faster and mood surge higher. Her blood boiled, and that tiny discomfort in her stomach could be ignored.
Chong Ming’s fingers tightened then loosened, loosened then tightened again. His hand slowly settled on Jiang Tea Tea’s waist as he asked: “Is your stomach uncomfortable?”
Jiang Tea Tea was using his neck meat to grind her teeth. She had no time to let go and answer him, so she just hummed twice to deny it.
Chong Ming misunderstood her denying hums as agreeing hums. He reached out and directly lifted her from the driver’s seat to sit on his legs.
Jiang Tea Tea ended up straddling his lap. She froze for a second and loosened her mouth: “What are you doing? Why did you pick me up over…”
Chong Ming pressed a hand on the back of her head, stopping her words, and pushed her toward his neck. His voice was rough to the extreme as he said: “This way it’s easier for you to bite me and drink my blood.”
You had to admit, he really knew how to handle Jiang Tea Tea. Twisting her waist and leaning over to bite him and suck his blood was indeed uncomfortable.
Now that she was straddling his legs, sitting face to face with him, her arms around his neck, it was very convenient whether she wanted to bite his flesh or drink his blood. Her stomach also did not feel twisted anymore.
The hand Chong Ming had used to pull her over stayed on her waist. With her pressed close to him, he seemed to feel the younglings in her belly moving and to smell the faint fragrance coming from her body.
His heartbeat sped up. The fingertips resting on her waist trembled a little. It was as if the biting on his neck and the blood being sucked did not exist at all.
She was sitting on his legs. He was holding her in his arms. Both his mind and body felt deeply satisfied and joyful.
Jiang Tea Tea fought with his neck, fought with his flesh, fought with his blood, and found that this old dragon really had thick skin and tough meat. No matter how hard she bit, she could not bite off a piece of meat. She only broke the skin and sucked the blood.
At first she was greedy and took a big bite, thinking that if the flesh and skin on his neck lost one piece, it was just one piece. With the Interstellar Space era’s high tech Medical Arts, a spray of Healing mist, even if it did not heal at once, would heal in two or three days.
When she could not bite off a big piece of meat, she changed to small bites. But small bites still did not work. She gnawed several times on his neck. Every bite let her drink blood but not eat meat. She could only grind and grind and grind her teeth on him to deal with her cravings.
After who knew how long, Jiang Tea Tea finally let go of Chong Ming’s neck, let out a small burp, and opened her mouth to complain: “That Chong guy, your skin is really thick, your meat is too tough, I can’t bite it off.”
Chong Ming laughed lowly with a teasing charm, like he was throwing out bait as he said: “If you can’t bite it off this time, then you can bite next time. If you still can’t bite it off next time, then the time after that. There will always be one time you can bite it off.”
Jiang Tea Tea, like a silly fish, opened her mouth and bit on his bait: “You’ll let me bite you next time too? When?”
This time Chong Ming was not just throwing bait. It was like he threw a whole cage as he said: “It depends on how you behave. The better you perform, the more you can bite whenever you want. Just tell me an hour in advance, or half an hour.”
“I’ll match your time. Besides my neck, you can bite other parts of my body too.”
Nice. That cage toss was beautiful. He directly trapped Jiang Tea Tea, this demon greedy for his Pure Yang tonic body, inside his cage.
Jiang Tea Tea’s voice rose, full of happiness, as she said: “Really, you’re not lying?”
Chong Ming said: “I’m not lying.”
Jiang Tea Tea was extremely happy. A Pure Yang tonic this cooperative, not to mention in her Demon Clan, even across the whole three realms, did not exist.
She had transmigrated into a new body for no reason and still managed to meet such a dragon. It showed the Heavenly Dao really treated her well.
Jiang Tea Tea smiled so hard her eyes curved like little moons as she said: “Then it’s decided. Whoever lies is a little dog.”
She completely forgot that she was sitting on his lap, back straight, facing him while talking. She did not realize the ambiguity between them had already reached its peak.
Chong Ming nodded slightly and said: “Okay. Whoever lies is a little dog.”
Jiang Tea Tea said: “Fine, let’s go back to the Academy…”
“Wait.” Chong Ming’s hand on her waist did not loosen. He stopped her and lifted his gaze to look at her head: “The flower decoration on your head has bloomed. White petals, yellow stamens. It’s small and very pretty.”
Jiang Tea Tea’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly raised her hand to touch her head and felt around in her hair above her left ear. She found a flower.
After touching the flower, she suddenly realized she was still sitting in a very ambiguous position on this dragon’s lap.
Flustered, she used both hands and feet to scramble from his legs back to the driver’s seat. She pulled open the mirror screen to look at her own head.
Just like Chong Ming had said, the flower on her head had white petals and a yellow center. The small blossom was in full bloom and carried a light fragrance.
She, she… she had chewed his flesh and drunk his blood and actually forced the flower bud she had just grown to bloom?
[No. What she feels for this dragon is hunger for food, not the longing of a heart in love. How could she bloom because of that? Could it be she was just too excited about being able to chew meat and got stuffed from drinking his blood?]
“The flower is very pretty.” Chong Ming turned sideways, his golden eyes fixed on Jiang Tea Tea as he said: “It suits you very well.”
The corner of Jiang Tea Tea’s mouth twitched. She pushed open the door of the flying device as if a ghost was chasing her and said: “I still have things to do. I’ll go back by myself. You can have the flying device.”
“Jiang Tea Tea…”
Chong Ming had just called her name when Jiang Tea Tea’s figure flashed and disappeared.
The blooming white flower with the yellow center that had been on her head fell onto the driver’s seat.
Chong Ming picked up the flower and held it to his nose. The flower gave off a fresh scent, with a hint of chestnut fragrance and a trace of slight bitterness.
Holding the flower, he got out of the flying device, put the flying device away into his space knob storage device, and tapped his light-brain wrist terminal twice. A giant warship appeared above his head.
He boarded the warship. Deputy Officer Ai saw the blood on his neck and hurriedly said: “Commander in Chief, you’re injured, do you need to go to the Healing room?”
Chong Ming tilted his head slightly so Deputy Officer Ai could see more clearly and said: “This isn’t an injury. It’s a marking seal that my love interest, Jiang Tea Tea, left on purpose. What, doesn’t it look good?”