Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty
Chapter 272 - 272: The Gentle Psychiatrist (42)

The floral floor-to-ceiling curtains were half-drawn to block out the dazzling sunlight so that no one could see too much light. Old jazz music was playing on the record player, and a melodious and magnetic voice was singing a song that Cheng Ying could not quite understand.

Yue Ran held his hand, and the two of them were swaying to the sound of music and drums. Cheng Ying had never danced before, and this was his first time to do so. Therefore, even though he was a head taller than Yue Ran, he could only follow her movements in an awkward manner. He was also watching his feet carefully for fear of stepping on her.

The living room at Yue Ran's home is not big, so there is little space for the two of them to turn around during the dance.

"Sorry, I am really not good at it," Cheng Ying said embarrassingly.

"It is okay; just relax," Yue Ran said with a light and airy laugh. "How about you try and enjoy it?"

"I…"

"Did I not tell you before that you have to listen to everything that I say? Do you still remember it?" The young woman asked.

Yue Ran put a finger against his lips, blocking out his next words. In the end, those words were stuck in his throat, and he could only swallow them back down. And as if he had been poisoned or enchanted without his knowledge, the young man stretched out his tongue and licked that one finger stuck to his lips.

"Yes…" Cheng Ying heard himself murmuring to Yue Ran, and his eyes even lost focus. He only danced with her footsteps, and the two of them jumped to the music and drums.

Yue Ran was humming the lyrics softly to the music, and Cheng Ying, who was her partner in the dance, could naturally hear it clearly as well.

"We do not have anything."

"All we have is each other."

"I am falling in deep."

"Spiraling down and down."

Yes, like the lyrics of the song, Cheng Ying felt that he was falling downward in a spiral. Below him was the endless sea of winding water and stars. He even forgot his own name, and only Yue Ran was in his eyes.

The young man could no longer see anyone else in his eyes. His nerves seemed to have been drawn to and were fascinated by the fragrance; his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he danced in a set of messy and unruly steps.

They knocked over the vase, and the glass shattered all over the floor. They knocked over the tables and chairs, and Yue Ran laughed out loud. There was an indulgent smile in her eyes that Cheng Ying had never seen before. And at that moment, she was mad and dangerous.

It was as if she was going to tear him apart.

However, if he was given a chance to choose a way to die and leave this world, then Cheng Ying would definitely choose to let Yue Ran eat him. This was a much preferable choice than letting the darkness and those hands in his dreams consume him alive.

The young woman laid her back on the sofa and hooked her fingers at the young man, gesturing for him to come closer. And so he came closer and walked step by step towards the trap that the bride had woven for him.

And he flocked to her like an obedient little chick to its mother.

Lips and teeth melded, and their souls touched each other through the body.

Yue Ran fastened the red collar around his neck. The cold metal chain trembled, falling on his skin, and making him feel numb all over. She covered his eyes with velvety black satin, and her cold fingernails fell on his cheeks and Adam's apple.

The surrounding music sounded distant yet close, and the dynamic and psychedelic rhythm combined with the young woman's vague touch almost drove him insane.

"Cheng Ying."

Yue Ran's voice rang in his ears, and her moist breath breathed on his neck.

"Um," he responded a little shyly.

"Come here and please me," he heard her say.

The black satin in front of him was torn off, and the young woman who appeared in front of his eyes was full of charm. Her mesmerizing eyes swept over his face, like a noble god giving her loyal believer a chance to express himself.

The sunlight passed through the window from the half-open curtain, casting a layer of divine brilliance on the beautiful woman smiling at him. The golden sun shines on Yue Ran's body as if she were plated with a layer of golden light.

It seems that even nature itself favors the young woman in front of him.

Yue Ran's elegant and peerless appearance is ethereal and arrogant, like a God above, looking down on the suffering of all living beings, but also like a beautiful and evil demon, an executioner who coexists with violence and aesthetics, and a hell undead who takes pleasure in obliterating the living beings.

She was beautiful as a god, solemn, and inviolable.

And what he desires right now is... rebellion, a mutiny, a little revolt.

Cheng Ying looked straight into her eyes. He kneeled beside her legs almost piously and raised his head to look into her eyes. Yue Ran liked his apparent humility with eyes that held striking possessiveness.

The distance between the two gradually narrowed until it became negative. Until they touched, they crashed, burned, and were destroyed.

The music continued, and Cheng Ying felt as if he were melting into the clouds or falling into volcanic lava, blown by the strong wind, slapped by the heavy rain, and then spiraling down into the stars and the moon.

The two seemed to be floating and sinking together in the sea of death. They bit each other and were each other's one and only.

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