Chapter 87: The Unbroken Beast

Chapter 87: The Unbroken Beast

Tan Xing dared not continue the conversation naked, so after freeing himself, he pulled a blanket from nearby to wrap around his body, shielding himself from Liang Xigui's aggressive and fierce gaze.

"Liang, I need to get dressed."

Liang Xigui, like an unbroken beast, lifted Tan Xing's hand to suckle and kiss it gently, then slowly moved upward, to the slender wrist, forearm, and collarbone.

Tan Xing turned away, eyes closed, feeling like melting ice cream, with a trickle of cream that was instantly licked clean by a greedy beast.

"Liang," Tan Xing said, curling his fist and giving Liang Xigui's shoulder a light punch, neither too soft nor too hard.

Liang Xigui's eyes were slightly red, a powerful emotion boiling and churning in their depths, his heart squeezed by a tender hand, both sour and painful.

In the end, he released Tan Xing's hand, found clothes for him, and carefully helped him dress.

Tan Xing allowed himself to be handled like a little wooden puppet, fearful of provoking this unstable beast again.

Liang Xigui's fingers traced the red marks left by the bindings on Tan Xing's body, just as he had imagined, a shocking beauty that could stir the darkest malice in one's heart.

"Sore?"

Tan Xing silently rolled his eyes, feeling his body; the pain from poor blood circulation had now transformed into a dense, dull ache.

"Liang, you really don't know what it's like until you've been in my shoes. If you let me bind you, you'd understand," Tan Xing said irritably.

Liang Xigui didn't fall for Tan Xing's provocation but leaned close to whisper in his ear, "Then next time, Star, strive to defeat me, and I'll willingly let you have your way."

Tan Xing decided to button up the remaining buttons himself, to prevent this person from making further advances, overtly or covertly, trying to take advantage of him.

Liang Xigui carried Tan Xing to sit beside him, opened a laptop for him, and found a page for a single-player game.

"Since reading makes you sleepy, Star, why don't you play a game instead?"

This simple trick, used to entertain young relatives, worked equally well on Tan Xing, who was indeed drawn to the colorful webpage and eagerly took control of the mouse to explore.

Liang Xigui continued working, while Tan Xing, barefoot and without a place to rest his feet, looked around and boldly placed them across Liang Xigui's lap.

"Cold feet?"

Liang Xigui extended his large hands, holding both feet together in his palms, a dry warmth spreading.

Tan Xing had intended to deliberately make Liang Xigui uncomfortable with this gesture, but he didn't mind at all, focusing instead on something related to him.

"No, the floor is dirty, it's uncomfortable."

"Pampered."

Liang Xigui scolded him verbally but willingly massaged his feet, the tension in Tan Xing's insteps melting away, leaving only a soft, warm sensation.

With Tan Xing by his side, Liang Xigui's motivation at work has significantly increased. What would have taken him two days to complete was compressed into just one and a half, leaving the last half-day free to accompany someone in preparing for a trip.

Kong Luo had planned to first take a flight to a neighboring province, then switch to a green-skinned train to reach his destination. This way, he could enjoy the scenery along the way without becoming overly exhausted.

Moreover, the large pieces of luggage will be transported ahead of time, allowing them to travel lightly, which sounds like a mutually beneficial solution.

This trip was for four couples, and Kong Luo brought Liang Heng along. This time, she no longer had to shine as a bright bulb, and she could also have a wonderful honeymoon.

Due to the departure time of the flight being in the morning, Tan Xing could only reluctantly reduce the portion of her breakfast. After consuming some light and watery clear soup, she prepared to set off.

Recently, the care of the little stars has been entrusted to Aunt Song, as the travel destination is at a high altitude, and Tan Xing is concerned that the little dog might not adapt well.

After the two groups assembled at the Airport, Kong Luo had everyone double-check their identification documents. Once there were no issues, they proceeded with the standard procedures for security checks and check-in.

After successfully boarding the plane, Liang Xigui took out some motion sickness medication and handed it to Tan Xing, then placed earplugs and an eye mask beside Tan Xing's hand.

Tan Xing thought that he might never have the chance to experience the cloudscape in the sky in his lifetime. It was such a pity that he had this peculiar condition.

Kong Luo observed Tan Xing clutching the medicine tablet and swallowing it, then inquired, "Xiao Xing, are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah, Auntie, I'm experiencing airsickness."

"Oh dear, you should have told me earlier, then I wouldn't have bought the plane ticket," Kong Luo said with a hint of guilt.

Liang Xigui assisted the person in putting on the eye mask and earplugs, then explained to Tan Xing, "Whether it's this time or the next, one must gradually get used to it."

Kong Luo nodded, she was reluctant to meddle too much in the feelings between the two children; if they felt it was good, then it was good.

Liang Heng observed from the side, watching the current unworthy appearance of Liang Xigui, which was exactly the same as his own pursuit of Kong Luo back in the day. The power of genetic inheritance is indeed formidable.

Tan Xing slept a long and peaceful slumber, undisturbed by several minor jolts, thanks in part to Liang Xigui's efforts.

Fully aware that she had to catch a flight this morning, she still couldn't resist clinging to him incessantly. Although they didn't go all the way, it was essentially the same.

Upon disembarking the plane, Tan Xing was gently shaken to wakefulness. As he opened his eyes, he felt a certain swelling in his right eye, as if it were reluctant to open fully.

Kong Luo turned his head to look and couldn't help but chuckle. It turned out that Tan Xing had slept for so long that his eyes were swollen from oversleeping, transforming from garlic skin to an invincible multi-fold eyelid.

Liang Xigui gently raised his hand and began to massage around the person's eyes, but the effect was minimal; it would require time for a gradual recovery.

Tan Xing let out a wail, clutching his right eye. It seemed he was just having a streak of bad luck. Not only did he not get enough sleep, but now he had to draw attention to himself in this comical state.

In the end, it was Kong Luo who took out a pair of sunglasses from his backpack. Although they were designed for women, Tan Xing's fair complexion made him look not overly feminine when he put them on.

Everything before her eyes was shrouded in a grayish-black filter. At first, Tan Xing found it somewhat disconcerting, stumbling as she walked, and she could only clutch onto Liang Xigui's arm to make her way out.

The train ticket is for a departure two hours from now, which provides just the right amount of time for a lunch break and some physical activity. After sitting for too long on the plane, my muscles and joints have become sore and numb.

Kong Luo glanced through the reviews of nearby restaurants and finally chose a local specialty restaurant. It was only about ten minutes away by taxi, which wouldn't easily disrupt the itinerary.

Tan Xing scanned the menu and ordered a pilaf, unsure if he suffered from train motion sickness; it was better not to have too much food in his stomach to avoid discomfort.

Kong Luo, who ate sparingly, led Tan Xing to a nearby fruit shop after her meal to purchase some tangerines and cucumbers. Despite his confusion, Tan Xing obediently carried the bags, trailing behind Kong Luo.

It must be said that Kong Luo was indeed prescient. Upon boarding the train after ticket inspection, a peculiar smell began to permeate the carriage.

It was hard to pinpoint exactly what the smell was, or rather, there wasn't just one smell – they were mixed together like a chaotic stew, enough to drive those with sensitive noses to their wits' end.

In the first-class compartment seats purchased by Kong Luo, the odor was significantly milder, and there was no longer the crush of people.

The duration of the journey wasn't particularly long, so Kong Luo had only bought four soft-seater tickets, providing the best view for appreciating the scenery.

Kong Luo peeled a tangerine, its citrusy fragrance filling the space around them. After inhaling it, one felt considerably more alert, akin to the effect of an air freshener.