The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!-Chapter 61: End: Parting (1)

’If she hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have suspected a thing,’ Su Xiaobai thought, irritation simmering under his skin.

Xiao Hei was his ace, his trump card. If even the faintest whisper of her abilities leaked out, vultures would descend, claws out and ready to rip him apart. ’Good thing Xiao Lu and the Devouring Thorny Flower are still hidden. They’re safe… for now.’

His gaze shifted to Ling Er. A mischievous smile danced on her lips, but there was a sharpness in her eyes that sent a chill down his spine. ’Unpredictable. A playful kitten with the claws of a tiger.’

Ling Er’s grin faded, her lips pulling tight as she rested her chin on her knees, eyes distant and locked on the silver glow of the moon. "I don’t care about his filthy politics," she muttered, her words tinged with bitterness, "Always scheming, always pulling strings. I hate it…"

Her voice, usually light and teasing, was now filled with sadness.

Su Xiaobai studied her in the pale moonlight. In that moment, she looked… different. The cracks in her mask were showing—genuine, tired, maybe even scared. It stirred something in him.

Women soaked in sorrow are like broken jade—damaged but irresistible. A man can’t help but want to hold them, even if it cuts him.

His hand tightened around her waist. Instinctively possessive. Even a monk would abandon his vows for less. And I? I’ve never claimed to be holy.

Ling Er’s sharp reminder broke through his wandering thoughts.

"You haven’t apologized to me yet," she said suddenly, her pout deliberate and filled with false innocence.

"Huh?" Su Xiaobai arched a brow, a wicked grin curling on his lips. "Apologize? For what, girl?"

Ling Er folded her arms, shooting him a glare that would’ve been intimidating if her cheeks weren’t tinged pink. "You know what!"

Su Xiaobai snorted, leaning closer, his tone mocking. "Oh, I’m sorry, Princess. My list of sins is too long to guess. The waterfall? Or was it when I held you too tightly on the way back? Help me out here—I’m not a mind reader."

Ling Er’s face burned crimson. Her lips parted, sputtering in outrage. "Y-you…!"

"Oh, don’t look so shy." His grin sharpened, his eyes dragging over her with shameless intent. "While we’re at it, Princess, I’m still waiting for my apology."

"For what?" she snapped, her voice rising.

"For ruining my quiet night the moment you barged in," Su Xiaobai said smoothly, "Now, are we done with this drama, or are you planning to drag it out till dawn?"

"..."

Ling Er shot to her feet, fists clenched, fire blazing in her eyes. "Fine! Then I’ll just go and tell everyone how you ’harassed me’ this afternoon!"

"Hm?" Su Xiaobai’s brow twitched as she stormed off, her determination sparking like kindling.

Swoosh!

Before she could take another step, his hand darted out, grabbing her wrist and yanking her back with ease. She stumbled into him, her glare searing.

"Hold on, Princess," he murmured, "Let’s not throw accusations around. At least explain how I harassed you."

"Was it… like this?"

Before Ling Er could respond, the world spun.

Thud! ~

Her back hit the soft grass, the cool night air licking at her flushed skin. Su Xiaobai pressed above her, his wicked grin illuminated by the pale moonlight.

"Y-you…!" Ling Er stammered, her voice trembling as his heated gaze dragged down her body, shamelessly on the smooth curve of her waist.

His hand slid across her side, deliberate and teasing. "Hmm… soft," he murmured, his grin sharpening. "Plush enough to make a man lose sleep. No wonder you’ve been whining all day."

"Bastard! Get off me!" she snapped, her hands pressing against his chest. But her strength was laughable against his, and her struggles only pressed her deeper into the ground.

Her scent teased him—peach blossoms mixed with something hotter, headier. His gaze flicked to her trembling lips, parted just enough to invite trouble.

Why stop now?

His fingers tipped her chin up, commanding with the lightest touch. His lips crashed onto hers, hot and hungry, devouring her protests like a starving beast.

"Mmmph!?"

Ling Er froze, her eyes wide as the shock of his kiss rippled through her body. Her mind screamed to resist, but her lips betrayed her, softening under his assault.

When he pulled back, his grin was sharp, his voice dropped to a low murmur, dripping with mockery. "Well, Princess? Was it… like this?"

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"Haaa... ha..." Ling Er’s breaths came in ragged bursts, her chest heaving as her face burned hotter than embers. "—I was right," she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling. "You’re dangerous. A wolf hiding in sheep’s skin!"

Su Xiaobai chuckled darkly, his breath hot against her ear. "Wolf? Princess, you flatter me. I’ve never pretended to be tame."

Before she could retort, his lips descended again, trailing fire along her jaw and cheeks.

"Stop that!" she shrieked, her hands weakly slapping at him. But her resistance lacked conviction, and Su Xiaobai could feel it.

If she truly wanted me gone, she’d have burned me alive by now.

She squirmed beneath him, her body trembling, her half-lidded eyes betraying the last dregs of her resolve.

His lips claimed hers again, slower, deeper, savoring every inch of her crumbling resistance. His hand slipped beneath her robe like a thief in the night, brushing over her heated skin, palming the soft weight of her breast.

Her breath hitched as his thumb grazed her ripped pink nipple, stiffened and aching under his touch.

"G-get your hands off me!" she hissed, her voice trembling but lacking bite.

"Hm?" Su Xiaobai tilted his head, his gaze mocking. "No touching? But kissing’s fine? What kind of backwards logic is that, Princess?"

"..."

Ling Er glared at him, lips trembling as her outrage warred with confusion.

"Careful, Princess," Su Xiaobai murmured, his breath ghosting over her ear. "Scream too loud, and your grandfather might show up. Imagine explaining this to him…"

Her struggles froze instantly.

"Good," Su Xiaobai murmured, his fingers brushing Ling Er’s hair aside as if unveiling a forbidden treasure. "Now, look at the stars. Pretend I’m not here… though I doubt you could even if you tried."

His lips descended to her neck, hot and tempting, planting kisses that seared her skin. Each one was slow, deliberate, a predator savoring his prey before the feast.

Beneath her robes, his hands moved boldly, fingers tracing every place as though he were memorizing the landscape of her body. He cupped the softness of her breasts with shameless confidence, his touch both teasing and possessive.

Ling Er’s breath hitched, her trembling hands flying to her face as though hiding her expression could shield her from his assault.

"This isn’t fair," she muttered hoarsely, her voice unsteady as heat bloomed beneath his every touch.

"Life rarely is," Su Xiaobai replied, his grin sharpening like a blade. "But when you’ve got beautiful babies like these…" He gave her a deliberate squeeze, thumbs grazing the hardened peaks that strained against his palm. "…you make life fun for men like me."

"Y-you bastard!" Ling Er gasped, her breath catching in her throat.

"Bastard?" Su Xiaobai chuckled, his hands continuing their exploration. "Please, Princess. Call me something new. How about ’Master of the Peaks’? Or ’Conqueror of the Cherry Blossoms’?"

"You’re idiot! Just idiot!…" Ling Er hissed, though her glare lacked venom. Her body betrayed her—leaning into his touch, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths.

"And you," Su Xiaobai murmured, dipping his head to kiss the hollow of her throat, "are adorable when you’re flustered. Like a kitten hissing at a tiger."

"I’ll chop off your… your little…" she growled weakly, her words faltering as heat flooded her face.

Su Xiaobai threw his head back and laughed, the sound deep and rich. "Little? Oh, Princess, that’s slander." He leaned down, his grin wicked. "Maybe it’s time I showed you just how wrong you are."

Before she could muster a retort, he grabbed her trembling hand and guided it beneath his robe with deliberate force.

"Still think it’s little?" he teased, his voice husky and filled with smug amusement.

Hiss~~

Ling Er’s eyes widened as her fingers brushed against something hot, hard, and unreasonably large. Her breath caught, her mind blanking as realization struck.

That’s not supposed to be that big…!

She tried to yank her hand away, but his grip was firm, pressing her palm firmly against the throbbing heat.

"Careful," Su Xiaobai whispered, his lips grazing her temple. "If you squeeze it like that, you might awaken the dragon. And trust me, once it’s up, it doesn’t go down easily."

"G-get it away from me~!" Ling Er shrieked, her voice high-pitched and frantic. Her cheeks burned brighter than a sunrise, her wide eyes darting everywhere but at him.

"Oh, don’t act so innocent," Su Xiaobai said lazily, "You’re the one holding it now. Own it."

The musky scent of him blasted at her face, intoxicating and impossible to ignore. Every shaky breath she took seemed to pull more of him into her senses.

"First, help me pull this down," Su Xiaobai murmured nonchalantly, tugging at the waistband of her robe with a casual arrogance that set her teeth on edge.

"Do it yourself!" Ling Er snapped, her voice shaky and flustered.

Su Xiaobai let out a chuckle, "Shy now, huh? For someone who just had her hand on the dragon, you’re acting awfully cute."

Before she could fire back, his lips descended once more, trailing lower with maddening slowness.

Her skin prickled as his tongue traced a deliberate path along her collarbone, leaving her gasping and squirming beneath him.

"Stop playing around!" she finally managed, her voice a mixture of indignation and desperation.

"Playing?" Su Xiaobai smirked against her skin, his teeth grazing her lightly. "Oh, Princess, I’m dead serious. But if you want me to get serious-serious…" His hand slipped lower, grazing the edge of her waistband.

"Y-you wouldn’t dare!" Ling Er sputtered, trying to wriggle away, but her movements only pressed her closer to him.

"Wouldn’t I?" Su Xiaobai quipped, his fingers hooking beneath the fabric. "Do you really want to test me? Because I promise, Princess, once I’ve crossed this line…" His lips brushed her ear, his voice dropping to a sinful whisper. "…I’m not stopping until I’ve reached the finish."

Ling Er gulped nervously, her heart pounding wildly.

He’s insane!

This wolf doesn’t just nip—he devours!