Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

In the midst of her delirious passion, Ye Wanwan faintly saw bloody lines covering every inch of his body, spreading toward his heart from light to dark, creating a shocking sight.

Ye Wanwan recalled Nameless Nie’s words, and a scorching fire festered in her chest.

This guy—he clearly looked like a haughty flower who didn’t dabble in mortal matters and abstained from all emotions, not showing a single symptom and causing her to nearly start doubting herself. In the end…

His disguise was seriously too good, wasn’t it?

If she had managed Si Yehan as an actor, they would’ve probably gotten an Oscar by now.

Ye Wanwan’s gaze traced up his chest to his neck, his collarbones, his nose… until she met an intense gaze.

His eyes were cool and unfathomable, but a heat blazed inside his eyes, as though he wanted to incinerate and melt her, as though she was the only person in his entire world.

As he moved, his fingertips lightly grasped the cufflink hanging from her neck.

Perhaps detecting her distraction, he narrowed his eyes and added more force, forcing her into a muddled state once more…

…

It was already the next night by the time Ye Wanwan woke up.

She sluggishly peeked her head out from the comforter. Her first thought was: Hm… I’m still alive!

So the gu poison is cured?

Ye Wanwan instantly pulled off the comforter to inspect her and Si Yehan’s bodies.

Those horrifying bloody lines on their bodies… had completely disappeared.

Like I thought! This was the most reliable method of curing the love gu!

Next to her, the sleeping man seemed to have been woken up by her rustling and caught her wandering hand. His brows—gorgeous like the mist draping over the morning woods—furrowed slightly.

A second later, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing eyes as unfathomable as the universe. The satiation in his eyes after partaking in a feast cast them in a sinful and devilish light, luring her in to drown in them and steal her soul.

Ye Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat. Si Yehan’s appearance was seriously too killer…

Si Yehan’s eyes carried a fogginess that came from having just woken up, and he automatically clasped their hands together little by little until their fingers were intertwined. Then he forcefully drew her hands above her without room for refusal and leisurely leaned over, kissing her.

Eh, why is another round beginning…?

Ye Wanwan blinked—disoriented by the kiss—and reflexively reminded him: “W-wait… um… I just looked… All the bloody lines are gone, so the gu poison is cured…”

The man’s misty eyes had started clearing as he slowly woke up, but he didn’t pause after she spoke. He kissed his way to her collarbones, where the red rope hung, and he huskily said, “This time isn’t to cure the gu.”

Ye Wanwan: “…” Uh… Um…

Why do I feel like Si Yehan has suddenly been unleashed from his seal?

…

At the same time, late at night at the Fearless Alliance’s temporary residence at the hot springs resort:

Seven Star, Big Dipper, First Elder, Third Elder, and the others intently stared down Lin Que.

How could they relax after their President was suddenly abducted by Lord Asura? So, they self-righteously detained Lin Que.

“Didn’t you say Sis Feng would be returned today?” Big Dipper glanced at the sky outside the window. “One day and night have passed already and it’s almost the second day, but you still haven’t returned her!”

Lin Que wiped his sweat, his lips twitching. It appeared Ye Wanwan probably wouldn’t be returned today.

I should’ve known.