Chapter 122 Spiritual Communion

The ambiguous atmosphere was fermenting. The fluttering eyelashes betrayed Zhaozhao's nervousness deep inside. She could feel Su Yuan getting closer and closer.

He was really too close. It seemed that with just a slight move the next second, they would be pressed against each other.

All her senses were forcefully invaded by Su Yuan. Zhaozhao felt at a loss and insecure. It seemed that in this narrow space, the only person she could rely on was Su Yuan.

This feeling made Zhaozhao's heart flutter. She secretly clenched the corner of Su Yuan's clothes, wrinkling the freshly changed clothes before his arrival.

"Zhaozhao is so nervous..." Su Yuan whispered close to Zhaozhao's ear, teasing her intentionally or unintentionally. "I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already this panicked. Are you a coward?"

It was so strange. This feeling was really strange. Zhaozhao couldn't help but raise her hand and gently press it against Su Yuan's chest, trying to push him away a bit. Su Yuan was imposing too much pressure on her at the moment. Zhaozhao felt as if she was being completely controlled.

However, Su Yuan didn't budge an inch. His slightly cold hand grabbed her wrist and kneaded her carpal bones one by one. "Don't move. Be a good girl."

"Su Yuan, don't do this..." Zhaozhao looked up. She felt hot, but she couldn't tell why. The indoor temperature was just right, but beads of sweat had already oozed out on her forehead, crystal clear.

"Alright, alright. Don't be afraid. I won't do anything. I just want to show Zhaozhao something new. Okay?" After enough teasing, Su Yuan finally showed some mercy. He pulled the girl into his arms and comforted her in a soft voice.

His thin lips accidentally brushed against Zhaozhao's neck, making her shiver. She looked so pitiful and cute.

"What... new thing?"

Su Yuan let out a soft laugh and whispered, "Zhaozhao will know soon."

After saying that, he suddenly held Zhaozhao's face in his hands. His deep eyes stared at Zhaozhao so intently.

So intently that Zhaozhao had the illusion that she was about to be sucked in.

Suddenly, the dragon horns on Su Yuan's head emerged. A faint blue light flashed between his eyebrows. He exuded an air of divinity, mysterious and alluring.

Zhaozhao was just the silly girl who was bewitched. When Su Yuan's cool forehead touched hers, she completely forgot to react. She just stared blankly.

"Zhaozhao, close your eyes." Su Yuan took a deep breath and gently covered Zhaozhao's eyes with his hand, trying to hold back his desire.

A tingling sensation suddenly surged from her heart. Along with the warm current from her forehead, it flowed through every part of her body. Zhaozhao's waist went limp immediately. She couldn't support herself and leaned against Su Yuan.

"It's so strange... Su Yuan! It's so strange... Mm!" Zhaozhao couldn't explain it clearly or describe it. She raised her hand to cover her mouth to prevent herself from making more strange sounds.

Su Yuan wasn't doing much better either. He unconsciously tightened his grip on Zhaozhao's hand. But fearing to hurt her, he managed to control his strength.

"Zhaozhao..." The faint blue halo was swirling around them. Su Yuan stepped back a bit and kissed Zhaozhao's hand through his palm.

When his forehead touched Zhaozhao's again, he said, "Zhaozhao, release your spiritual sense."

Zhaozhao's head was in a daze. She didn't understand at all what "spiritual sense" meant. She only vaguely remembered that her senior brothers had mentioned it once on Wutong Mountain. It seemed to be something very important.

"I don't know how..." She grabbed one of Su Yuan's fingers. The continuous tingling and heat on her body made her eyes wet. At this moment, she looked like a flower drenched in morning dew, delicate and fragile.

"You really are..." Su Yuan couldn't stand it anymore. He covered half of Zhaozhao's face. If he looked any longer, he was afraid he would turn into a beast.

He used a wisp of true qi to guide the spiritual energy in Zhaozhao's body, leading her to gradually release her spiritual sense bit by bit.

Their two spiritual senses intertwined and searched for Zhaozhao's spiritual sea inch by inch.

Actually, Su Yuan wasn't just being a hooligan. His original intention was to give Zhaozhao a "lesson" while checking her body to see if there were any problems in her spiritual sea due to the lack of her heart in the past.

This check really revealed some problems. They weren't major ones, but there were quite a few minor issues. Su Yuan used his own spiritual sense to repair the damage to Zhaozhao's spiritual sea bit by bit.

He had some naughty thoughts, but he never acted on them. He was really just focusing on the treatment.

However, Su Yuan forgot that it was Zhaozhao's first time releasing her spiritual sense and the first time someone had invaded her spiritual sea. How could she possibly bear such a dominant and almost possessive treatment?

"Mm! Su Yuan... Mm..." Zhaozhao felt as if she was very comfortable, but also very uncomfortable. In any case, she tightened her arms around Su Yuan's neck and lay in his arms, crying out of breath.

"Zhaozhao, don't cry. It will be over soon. Just hold on a little longer... Hmm?" Su Yuan said soothing words, but his spiritual sense didn't show any sign of restraint.

Zhaozhao shook her head. She looked like a pear blossom in the spring rain, extremely aggrieved. She stammered and accused, "You, you lied to me."

The feeling that all her privacy was exposed in front of Su Yuan was so shameful that her spiritual sea instinctively began to reject the outsider.

Su Yuan was blocked. The beastly nature of the ancient Yinglong was stimulated. He forcefully broke through the defense and rushed in.

"Ah!" Zhaozhao's mind went blank. She suddenly opened her eyes wide. After making a short sound, she lost her voice for a moment and couldn't regain her composure for a long time.

"Alright, it's all over now. Don't cry. Your crying makes my heart ache." After the last damage to the spiritual sea was repaired, Su Yuan immediately held the limp Zhaozhao face to face and tenderly wiped away her tears.

However, Zhaozhao didn't respond to his comfort. She seemed to be in a daze, with her nose and eyes all red.

Su Yuan knew that he had been too hasty just now and didn't control himself well. At this moment, all he could do was comfort her. He could only pat Zhaozhao's back to help her catch her breath.

"You..." Zhaozhao caught her breath and raised her hand to rub her eyes. She was full of grievances but didn't know where to start. The feeling was both shameful and confusing. She had no choice but to bury her head in Su Yuan's arms again, trying to hide herself.

"I'm wrong. It's all my fault, Su Yuan's fault. It has nothing to do with Zhaozhao." Su Yuan sensed Zhaozhao's annoyance and took all the blame on himself, trying to reduce his guilt in Zhaozhao's eyes in this way.

After all, exchanging spiritual senses and invading someone's spiritual sea was really a jerk move.

He carried Zhaozhao out of this narrow wardrobe and walked towards the bed with her.

Suddenly seeing the light, Zhaozhao was blinded. Now she was even less willing to raise her head. She hid in Su Yuan's arms and closed her eyes trustingly.

Su Yuan held her in his arms, patted her back, and swayed like he was lulling a child to sleep. He really managed to lull her to sleep.

After a long time, he looked at Zhaozhao's sleeping face in his arms and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

At this moment, he made a decision. There were too many unexpected things in the future to predict. He wanted to seize the present and break free from the long river of eternal loneliness.

Zhaozhao was his salvation and his treasure, even though the treasure was still innocent and ignorant now.

But what did it matter? He was willing to wait and would work hard to make the treasure notice him.

Zhaozhao, since you've come close to me, you can't leave like this.

Chapter 122 Spiritual Communion | The Stoic Dragon And His Sapling Bride by Joo-wai Tao - Read Online Free on Koala Reads