Chapter 402: Lan Xin’s Beauty
Chapter 402: Chapter 402: Lan Xin’s Beauty
A faint blush tinted Lan Xin’s fair skin, and his sapphire-blue eyes shimmered with moisture. His long, blue hair was draped over his shoulders. When Lan Xin spoke, he turned his face slightly to the side, his long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, his bright red lips glistening.
"Looking at you like this, I don’t even feel like doing Alchemy anymore." Ning Xuan’s wandering hand moved back to Lan Xin’s face.
’Back on the front lines, she had been too busy with work to spend any real time with Lan Xin. In her memory, while Lan Xin was handsome, he hadn’t stood out among the crowd of Contractors. Looking at him closely now, however, his features were far more striking than she remembered. He seemed different than before.’
This transformation was largely due to the increase in his Level. Lan Xin’s Level had risen so quickly that the changes weren’t obvious at first. But with the passage of time, compounded by the experience he’d gained, not only had his aura grown more powerful, but his features had become more refined as well.
His pair of azure eyes were deep and pure, like flawless, translucent sapphires. As his gaze shifted, it was as if stars had fallen into a deep blue lake, creating ripples that stirred a tantalizing itch in one’s heart.
Ning Xuan suddenly had the urge to see what those eyes would look like brimming with tears.
Lan Xin’s shirt was still buttoned up properly, but he had taken off his pants long ago. His long, slender legs were bare, and under Ning Xuan’s hot, invasive gaze, the tips of his ears, peeking out from his blue hair, turned bright red.
"Master, you said these batches of medicine are important gifts for the guests. What must this slave do to allow you to continue your Alchemy?" Lan Xin tucked a stray strand of blue hair behind his ear, then lowered his head, pressing his exquisite face into Ning Xuan’s hand.
"Your eyes are so beautiful," Ning Xuan murmured, staring into them in admiration. "They look even brighter than sapphires."
"Master, as long as I do not delay your important work, this slave is yours to command." Lan Xin lightly bit his lower lip. His teeth were perfectly straight, leaving faint marks on the crimson flesh.
"Your eyes remind me of the Mermaids from the legends. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you cry... Be good and put this on yourself." Ning Xuan retrieved Lan Xin’s Contract Slave Necklace from her Space Button and told him to put it on.
"Yes, Master." Lan Xin took the Collar and fastened it around his neck without a hint of hesitation.
Normally, once a slave of his status became intimate with their master, they were required to wear their Collar at all times for the master’s convenience and pleasure. But his master had been merciful. To allow him to serve in the military and move about freely, she had taken the Collar back and not forced him to wear it constantly.
Seeing Lan Xin obediently fasten the Collar, Ning Xuan pulled up his information interface on her Light Computer and lightly tapped the option for ninety percent energy suppression.
With a soft HUM, the Collar emitted a white light that enveloped Lan Xin. He felt his bones suddenly grow heavy, and the energy surging through his meridians turned sluggish, as if most of it had been sealed away.
The areas on his buttocks and the backs of his thighs where he had been paddled suddenly began to ache and itch. He subconsciously reached back to touch them, finding that they had indeed swollen up and were clearly getting worse.
With his energy suppressed, the injured areas were no longer nourished by his body’s energy. What should have been a minor injury was rapidly becoming severe.
Ning Xuan clearly noticed his reaction. A wicked smirk appeared on her lips as she slapped him squarely on the buttocks. Lan Xin let out a sharp HISS and sucked in a breath. His body trembled uncontrollably, and involuntary tears of pain welled in his eyes, tinting the corners red.
Ning Xuan grabbed and squeezed the hot, swollen flesh of his backside before letting go. She savored the sight of the beautiful man with tears brimming in his eyes, threatening to fall but never quite spilling over. It was a heartbreakingly beautiful sight, one that only made her want to torment him more.
’I’ll have to talk to Yu Mingche later,’ she thought. ’Paddling definitely needs to be added to the list of regular house rules.’
As Ning Xuan continued to toy with him, she noticed Lan Xin’s body growing hotter and softer. It wasn’t just his bruised buttocks; his entire body was becoming scorching hot.
Ning Xuan ripped open Lan Xin’s shirt, revealing delicate collarbones and well-defined pectoral muscles. His entire body was flushed a rosy pink, like a spring peach blossom. Lust was now openly swirling in his clear, deep blue eyes.
Lan Xin’s heat had been triggered back when Yan Hezhen drugged him with Soul Loss Powder. He had been barely suppressing it with a combination of medication, self-control, and his own internal energy. Now that his energy was inhibited, he could no longer fight off the symptoms.
Now it erupted with overwhelming force. Lan Xin felt as if his insides were boiling, an unstoppable bubbling heat. He threw his arms around Ning Xuan and clung to her desperately, refusing to let go.
「Some time later」
After Ning Xuan submitted an application to the Bonding Relationship Management Center to hold a Contract ceremony, the center dispatched a special investigator to look into the matter. Yu Mingche was the one to receive him.
When Investigator Zhou Yan stepped into the Qingluan Mountain villa, Yu Mingche was waiting at the main entrance to greet him, dressed in a formal Zhongshan suit.
In truth, Ning Xuan and Yu Mingche had already established a Spiritual Link Channel, meaning their contractual relationship was already substantive. The so-called investigation was merely a formality.
"Investigator Zhou, welcome." Yu Mingche offered a perfectly measured smile and shook Zhou Yan’s hand.
Zhou Yan’s temples were flecked with white, and his gaze was sharp. He was already one hundred and twenty years old and had been working at the Bonding Relationship Management Center for several decades.
A young assistant followed him, head bowed as he jotted notes on an electronic tablet. "Mr. Yu, you’re too kind," Zhou Yan said. "The Contract investigation is a required procedure. I hope you understand."
"Of course." Yu Mingche stepped aside. "Please, follow me to the reception room."
In the reception room, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked a meticulously manicured garden. Zhou Yan sat down and got straight to the point. "According to the ’Regulations on the Management of Bonding Relationships,’ we need to verify the basic genealogical charts for both parties. We will begin today with your family background."
The assistant pulled up a holographic form. Densely packed fields floated in the air, but the majority of them were blank.
Yu Mingche’s fingers tightened slightly, but his expression remained impassive.
"According to our investigation, your father, Yu Shouyue, died at the age of thirty-five from a spiritual power riot. You had just turned three at the time. Is that correct?" Zhou Yan asked, looking up.
"Yes." Yu Mingche gave a stiff nod.
Zhou Yan made a note on his tablet. "At the age of fifteen, you were diagnosed with spiritual-induced bipolar disorder and subsequently underwent compulsory treatment. Is that accurate?"
"It is." Yu Mingche nodded again.
"Your birth mother’s identity is unknown, and we found no matching maternal relatives for you in the genetic database. Is this correct?" Zhou Yan asked.