FRGNM -Chapter 162 The Fiery Kiss

Three years… he had thought she would refuse. Yet unexpectedly, it was such a fiery kiss!

Their tongues entwined, their unique scents blending together. His movements softened from roughness to gentleness, lightly holding her in his arms. With a subtle shift, the soft figure collapsed onto the ground. Embracing her supple body, he rolled with her in a seamless motion.

“Luo Mingyu, I’m sorry.” She said it quietly—sorry, because she didn’t know everything about him. Even now, she still didn’t fully understand him. But all that mattered was that the man in front of her was the one she loved.

Wasn’t that enough?

“Shh…” He pressed a hand to her lips. A smile blossomed from the depths of his heart, soft and unguarded, without the mask of restraint. He kissed her deeply, gently unbuttoning her clothes and removing her pants.

He didn’t want to frighten her, nor be too rough. He knew this body too well—he knew exactly where she was sensitive.

Her body trembled violently, yet she gritted her teeth to hold back her cries. Her hands clung to his waist, inching closer to his sensitive spots.

As a special agent, there was little she couldn’t do. Her instincts and perception were far sharper than most. Lowering her head, she kissed his bud lightly. Ling Ruoxi smiled faintly. The man above shivered; his steel-hard desire pressed against her abdomen, pulsating slightly.

“Luo Mingyu… do you like me?” Her delicate fingers traced circles on his chest. This time, it wasn’t him forcing her—she opened her legs and pressed against his waist.

A shiver ran through him. Luo Mingyu’s lips curved as he murmured, “What do you think?” while tearing his underwear and pressing his body against hers, laughing lowly.

“You tell me, not me!” Feeling the intense friction, Ling Ruoxi trembled all over. Her face flushed scarlet as she pressed down on his shoulders, glaring fiercely.

Smiling, Luo Mingyu cupped her face. “Of course… I don’t just like you. I love you.”

The moment he spoke, his desire struck, almost fully entering her. The tightness was intoxicating, yet he still cared. “Does it hurt?”

What a question! Her fists clenched tightly, her face pale. That place, untouched for nearly four years, was as tight as a virgin’s. The first thrust nearly overwhelmed her, forcing her already soft body to tense as she clutched the ground.

He chuckled, stroking her cheek, then gently kissed her forehead. “I’ll be gentle… as much as I can…”

“…Gentle, my ass!”

She wrapped her arms around his broad back, nipping his shoulder lightly. Even if it wasn’t fully gentle, what did it matter? This man before her was destined to be her life partner.

That unexpected tenderness lingered, evoking memories. After three years apart, their movements now matched in perfect harmony. In the forest, the sparks of their passion ignited again, refusing to fade.

“Stop right there!” A black figure dashed through the forest, fleeting like a jungle leopard. White wild rabbits scurried, moving almost as fast as the woman behind them.

Using the terrain to its advantage, even as the woman gained ground, the rabbit slipped aside. Mud clinging to its fur was blown away in the run.

“I don’t believe it! Ten days chasing you, and I can’t even catch this little thing!” Luo Mingyu roared. The figure ahead, furious, pressed its paws and leapt into the air.

Clench! Strong hands caught the flying rabbit, a small smile appearing on his lips as he hovered in midair.

But… his right foot had just touched the grass, when the ground beneath him started to slide—mud rolling down in layers.

His expression changed drastically. A trap? Goosebumps rose as his purple Dou Qi surged. Ling Ruoxi pressed her hands to the ground, attempting to jump clear.

Yet the immense pulling force restrained her, just like on the first day at Death Island. It was as if some voice was calling her, making her heart quiver. In that fleeting distraction, her fingers slipped from the ground, and her body plummeted downward.

“Waaah!” Birds on the branches scattered into the sky.

Thinking of the poor creature, which hadn’t eaten well for ten days, Luo Mingyu hesitated, turning the stick in his hands and continuing to roast the wild rabbit. Maybe he had been too harsh—today, he’d make something tasty as a reward.

A slight movement in her ears made Ling Ruoxi’s heart skip. Her fingers brushed against a tree branch, cutting her slightly. Her expression darkened. Luo Mingyu immediately stood. “Ruoxi! Are you hurt?”

Damn it! Pain shot through her! She didn’t know how many meters she had fallen or if her heart could withstand the free-fall sensation. When she hit the ground and lost consciousness, she realized she hadn’t vomited.

Several bones had fractured, but with the protection of her toxic meridians and Dou Qi, she was mostly healed upon waking.

“Ugh…” Holding her injured right hand, Ling Ruoxi winced in pain, scanning her surroundings. Darkness shrouded her; she couldn’t see where she was.

Raising her hand, she activated the luminous pearl. Even with its light, she could only see about ten meters ahead. The pitch-black tunnels seemed like a maze, branching into eight paths.

Looking up, she could barely make out a tiny pinprick of light. How far had she fallen? Surviving a fall from that height… incredible.

She limped forward, uncertain where the rabbit had gone. The place didn’t seem natural—more like deliberately carved, yet not refined like human architecture. What was this place?

Buzz! A trembling voice reverberated in her mind. That feeling returned. What was it?

Ignoring the eight paths, she followed the voice downward. The cold air threatened to engulf her; the deeper she went, the more humid the air became.

It was like a sleeping infant. The voice softened, a low snore echoing in her ears.

Without significant barriers, she walked straight through the tunnel, arriving in a massive cavern. She didn’t even know how she got there. Looking back, the tunnel had vanished. No way out.

“This… where is this?” Ling Ruoxi swallowed hard.

She gasped at the scene before her. A freezing pond emitted cold mist. In the center was a massive rotating platform, spraying icy water from long tubes.

On the platform stood a gigantic bird egg, over two meters tall, wide enough for five people to hug. Cold water sprayed over it, creating sparkling reflections.

“What kind of egg… so huge!” Ling Ruoxi swallowed. Cooking this would be delicious.

“Always thinking about food, aren’t you? Look at the situation now.” A white figure suddenly appeared beside her, hands hidden in wide sleeves. Their sword-like brows raised as they stared at the giant egg. Only this clumsy woman could think about food at a time like this.

Ling Ruoxi tugged at Silver Wolf’s clothing. “What are you doing here? Stay put unless I allow it.”

“Stay put? Keep watching you catch rabbits? I’ve been watching you for nearly a year—three months chased by low-level Black Ants, six months tortured by Earth Thorn Dragons. Now, ten days catching rabbits, clumsy as ever, doing nothing right.” Silver Wolf yawned proudly, eyes fixed on the egg. “Do you know what’s inside?”

“Obviously not. Do you?” Ling Ruoxi frowned.

Shaking his head, Silver Wolf shrugged. “No idea either.”

“…Sigh.” Ling Ruoxi shook her head. This guy was impossible! Once so proud, now such a goof. Contracting a beast that always opposes you… must be because he spent so long with Luo Mingyu.

“Fine. I’ll check it out. What is that thing?” Purple Dou Qi surged from her feet as she prepared to move.

But the nimble figure swiftly grabbed her wrist, pulling her back and tapping her. “Look carefully before you move.”

A rock tumbled into the icy pond. Under their eyes, the whole boulder sizzled like molten metal, disappearing almost instantly.

Her face paled. Ling Ruoxi pulled a strand of Silver Wolf’s hair and tossed it into the water. Sure enough, even infused with Dou Qi, it disintegrated instantly.

“Why tear my handsome flowing hair?!” Silver Wolf roared, gripping his own hair. There was no way to cross the water.

Seeing Ling Ruoxi nearly move toward the egg, his fur stood on end. “You want to die? Watch this!”

He raised a hand, a jade stone enveloped in purple Dou Qi appearing. Silver Wolf hurled it toward the pond. The moment it touched the water, it vanished.

He grabbed another jade stone and aimed for the rotating platform. This time, using sheer force without Dou Qi, the stone struck the hard egg, producing a clang.