Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 160 - 160 159 Too Happy

160: Chapter 159: Too Happy 160: Chapter 159: Too Happy Fortunately, Wen Hanwei didn’t go any further, and her lips left his neck quickly, then she saw the faint mark left by the bite on his neck.

However, due to Baili An’s naturally pale skin, that faint mark became particularly glaring against his bloodless complexion.

Baili An had no idea where to put his hands and didn’t dare to push her away.

As he was about to speak, he heard Wen Hanwei’s voice drift up, tinged with an odd inflection, “Uh…

why are you staring at me like that?”

Baili An felt puzzled because he hadn’t been staring at her.

Looking down, he realized that her words weren’t meant for him.

They were for the rabbit in his arms, which had woken up at some unknown time.

It must have been Wen Hanwei who had pressed against Afu Tu when she embraced him, waking the rabbit.

At this moment, from his arms emerged the top half of the rabbit’s round, fluffy head, its long ears bouncing up and down, and its pair of red eyes staring intently, intently…

At Wen Hanwei.

Its eyes were fixed, not moving at all, unsettling and a bit scary.

Even those round eyes seemed to be on the verge of glowing.

Fearing that if the rabbit’s eyes started to shine, Wen Hanwei would surely slay it with her sword, Baili An hurriedly pushed its head down towards his stomach.

The rabbit was so small, and he pressed so hard that it ended up shoved against his belly.

He could faintly feel the rabbit’s fluffy short tail irritably flicking against the skin of his abdomen.

So ticklish.

Wen Hanwei stepped back two steps, thoughtfully touched her lips, and said, “Your rabbit has the look of a jealous little wife, really like that Su…”

She abruptly stopped talking, catching herself before saying the rest of the name.

Baili groped at his neck and also took two steps back, feeling that he was even hungrier after her kiss.

What should he do if he felt like biting someone?

Wen Hanwei looked at the Afu Tu poking its head out of his embrace, its mouth twitching, its gaze serene and waveless, yet tinged with a hint of danger.

Wen Hanwei stared blankly at the rabbit’s tiny gaze, not knowing what it reminded her of.

She raised her hand and gently rubbed the rabbit’s head, murmuring softly, “Really, there’s no helping you, always fond of raising seemingly harmless little animals since childhood, getting bit all over and never getting mad.

Even after death, you haven’t learned your lesson, picking up such little trinkets to raise, just be careful not to…”

A sudden breeze cut off her following words.

Wen Hanwei felt the back of her neck covered by a cold palm, not the temperature of a human, but the movement of the hand was gentle and domineering.

In a few steps, she found herself against an ancient tree.

She was unguarded.

But her body instinctively tried to push back, only for Baili An’s palm to catch hers tenderly, and the arm she raised was pinned against the tree surface.

The secluded forest, the tranquil and mysterious early morning, the season when all things come back to life.

If a third person stumbled upon the scene, they would surely mistake them for a pair of lovers, tangled in an intimate embrace.

Wen Hanwei’s Realm Cultivation was far greater than his, and at this moment, she could have easily made Baili An lie on the ground unable to get up with just a flick of her finger.

But she was pressed honestly against the tree and showed little resistance or discontent.

Wen Hanwei calmly looked into the pair of eyes in front of her, which were like tearful gemstones.

They were clean and beautiful, shadowed and hidden, without any aggression, only his gaze was scattered and hazy with no focus, and his crimson eyes were wet with mist and longing.

The partially opened lips beneath, with their sharp fangs, didn’t seem fierce at all but rather conveyed a sense of vulnerability.

His eyes had already started to shine, a harbinger of a bloodthirsty behavior.

But at the moment, the little corpse demon’s gaze appeared even more harmless than the rabbit in his arms.

Wen Hanwei, who usually maintained a silent demeanor, somehow let out a chuckle.

She couldn’t help commenting, “Some fierce corpse demons look ferocious when they feed and bite, but why do you look all dazed and confused when you’re hungry?”

Baili An’s eyes lifted slightly, and he tilted his head, bringing his nose close to the nape of her neck to inhale gently.

The puppy-like act made Wen Hanwei laugh again, and she cautioned him, “Be careful not to make a mess everywhere.”

Baili An responded lazily, still in a befuddled state.

He gently nuzzled the skin on the nape of her neck with his nose.

The rain had left her skin, like a piece of jade, steaming with a light layer of warm mist.

The pleasant warm scent he liked was somewhat diluted by it.

A low purr came from his throat, he seemed uneasy and furrowed his brows, nuzzling again with his nose.

Wen Hanwei was tickled into laughter, “Tickles…”

The next moment, her smile suddenly froze on her face, and the palm pressed against the tree quivered slightly in surprise.

Her slender and beautiful fingertips tinged with a faint pink blush, charmingly curling up.

Her beautiful eyes flashed with annoyance and embarrassment, breaking free from his hold, she raised her small fist and tapped lightly on his head, “Don’t…

lick.”

Baili An found the moist rainwater on her skin to be in the way, hiding that nice warm scent of hers.

Very bothersome, and instinctively licked the damp rainwater dry.

The warm and comforting scent was there again.

What joy.

Baili An grasped her fist that was playfully striking him and firmly pressed her hand back again.

Wen Hanwei frowned and let out a low hum, only to feel a sharp sting from her skin.

The sound of blood flowing within could be heard clearly, and the young man’s swallowing sound was faint.

Like a cat eating, there was none of that bloodthirsty madness that other corpse demons possessed.

The fangs piercing her skin, after an initial slight pain, did not cause discomfort or suffering, just a bit of a tingling tickle.

Wen Hanwei knew that the feeling was from the Corpse Poison numbing the pain.

With her current cultivation level, she of course did not fear such trivial Corpse Poison.

Not fearing was one thing, but the Corpse Poison that should have been harmless to her felt like a soft little brush, teasing and scratching at all the ticklish spots.

Baili An’s eating manner was very graceful, hence very slow.

But it was precisely the slowness that made it torturous.

Time passed slowly, and dawn broke in the east.

The morning breeze blew their long hair, and the morning sun’s clear radiance spilled upon the colored glaze umbrella surface, casting a warm glow that made their faces appear more distinct.

Wen Hanwei suddenly felt a softness in her lower back.

A rather strange sensation.

She couldn’t help but wonder if she was overconfident?

She thought that with her abundant cultivation and the physique of an Immortal, she would be enough to feed the little corpse demon.

But why…

Before she could figure out the reason…

A voice as beautiful as a gentle hum sang out with the faint morning light, falling on the leaves spread out in the forest.

Her eyes widened in startled confusion, suddenly feeling unbelievable.

Then her cheeks started to heat up.