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Chapter 843: Leyan in the Bed
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Chapter 843: Leyan in the Bed

"Honey, you okay?" Leyan questioned, closing the door before noticing his eyes constantly staring towards her body.

"Why are you wearing all this?"

In front of Xiaoyun was a black lingerie that hid Leyan blossom behind a thin layer of silk, running down to the garter belt that pressed hard against her suffocating thighs.

Her slightly overgrown bush that seeps through the few strands of strings, covering the real prize underneath everything.

"Do you not like it?"

"I like it... But I’m just confused about why you’re wearing this right now. Is there some sort of special occasion I forgot about?"

Leyan quickly lifted the blanket, sitting down next to him with a warm smile on her face as she lowered her voice.

"There is no special occasion. I just want to apologize to you for delaying the truth til tomorrow."

"I accept your apology."

Seeing Xiaoyun reaching out to grab the blanket to cover himself, Leyan could clearly tell he was still angry about the whole thing.

"Honey, I’m really sorry."

"If sorry is all you wanted to say, then I got your message... You can leave now. I want to go back to sleep."

"Honey..."

As the room fell into silence, Xiaoyun had already turned to the other side, with his head resting on the pillow.

"Honey, do you mind me sleeping with you tonight?"

"Who am I to stop you?"

This time, the grumpy tone could not be more obvious. The frustration was seething through Xiaoyun’s high-pitched voice.

"Thank you."

A warm body quickly surrounded him from behind. Her arms overreached from behind as they wrapped around his chest.

"Can I just sleep in peace?"

"Of course you can."

To Xiaoyun’s surprise, Leyan actually lets him go. She moved back to her own side of the bed, not touching his body at all.

However, when he actually tried to fall asleep, there was a glaring stare from behind. It was just too much for him.

"What do you want out of me exactly?" Xiaoyun questioned, raising his voice as he turned around to face her directly.

"Nothing. I just want to look at you... I’m just scared I won’t be able to see you again."

As Leyan whispered the last part out loud, Xiaoyun rolled his eyes before turning back around to face away from her.

"Whatever. I’m going back to sleep."

---

A dream.

There were hands all over his fragile body, pulling him down into an endless dark pit. There was no escape, no hope, no way out.

A suffocating touch.

Ones that grabbed him by the neck as he tried to breathe.

Grabbed him by the hands as he tried to fight back.

Grabbed him by his legs as he tried to run.

Darkness soon consumed everything. Everything faded to black as he lost control of his body and his surroundings.

---

"Ah! What the fuck!"

As Xiaoyun woke up from his nightmare, he still couldn’t see anything even though he could feel his eyes were fully open.

More importantly, he could barely breathe. Something had surrounded his body, completely preventing him from moving.

"Leyan, wake up. I can’t breathe."

"Hm...?"

Slowly, Leyan opens her drowsy eyes. Her mouth was covered in drool marks as if she had just had the best dream of her life.

"Can you let me go?"

"Sorry!"

Just as she started to loosen her grip on his back, her legs suddenly tightened, pulling his body even closer to her.

"Would you mind letting your legs go?"

"I do mind. So you’re stuck sleeping with me tonight, hehe..." Leyan murmured as her hand wrapped around his back again.

"What did I do to deserve this..."

Xiaoyun had no choice but to accept his new reality. He was just too weak to push back against Leyan’s overwhelming strength.

The only saving grace was being able to breathe properly as her chest no longer covered his face.

But a new problem appeared as his body was resting on hers. From his arms up to his legs, he was barely touching the mattress.

What made it worse was her giant blossom being directly pressed up against his skinny rib cage, making his heart race faster and faster.

"Leyan, seriously. Can you let me go? I’m really trying to go to sleep right now." Xiaoyun pleaded as he lowered his voice.

"Not happening."

As Leyan once again rejected his plea, Xiaoyun had no choice but to close his eyes and try his best to fall asleep.

Slowly, drowsiness started to take over... Until a wet drop suddenly fell onto his head. A soft, sobbing sound rings in his ear.

"Leyan, you okay? Why are you suddenly crying?"

"Sorry, did my tears wake you up again?"

Seeing her letting him go and quickly wiping the tear from her face, Xiaoyun’s head was all confused by the turn of events.

"Why are you crying? Is there something wrong?"

"No. I’m just... I’m scared."

"Scared of what?" Xiaoyun questioned, his mind suddenly having a deja vu as if he had heard of this from someone else.

"I’m scared of you disappearing again. I had been waiting all these years for you, and you almost died—"

Leyan’s voice suddenly cuts out, replaced by a louder sob as she starts grabbing a tissue from the table to wipe away the tears.

"I’m going nowhere. Just look at me, I should be the one crying. Stuck being a tiny little kid at home, can’t even step outside the house.

Everyone who sees me is going to call me a child! The biggest child of them all, the one big buffoon that stuck as a big loser at home!"

As Xiaoyun started waving his hands left and right like a clown, Leyan’s sobbing soon turned into a giggle.

"Stop it. It’s not funny." Leyan quietly murmured as she pushed his hand back down, forcing him to stop.

"Okay, fine... You feeling better?"

"Yeah."

The room fell into silence as the two of them stared into each other’s faces... Until Xiaoyun suddenly realized something.

"Hey babe."

"What?"

"What do you mean by ’almost died’ earlier?"

"Um, c-can we talk about this tomorrow?"

"Come on, just tell me. Or else I’m going to start crying right now myself. Do you really want to see me crying in the bed like a big loser—"

"Don’t call yourself that."

Leyan hesitated. Her lips opened, yet no words came out. It was clear that ’almost died’ was directly related to what happened that day.

The pressure started to rise rapidly as Xiaoyun’s eyes didn’t waver at all. He just kept staring at her with a determined face.

Just as she was about to fold, she suddenly felt something hard pressed up against her stomach.

An escape.

"Can I tell you this tomorrow? Pleaseeee. We can sort everything out tomorrow, just like how you want it to be."

With her hand squeezing tighter and tighter onto his back, Xiaoyun had no choice but to accept her deal for the third time.

"Okay, okay, fine. You’d better tell me everything tomorrow, or I’m never going to forgive you for keeping it a secret from me."

"Yay!"

The release gave Xiaoyun’s lungs a massive rush of fresh air, but his face was soon covered by a warm, fleshy body once again.

"Let me go! I can’t breathe in your stupid boobs!" Xiaoyun complained as he pushed his hands against her breasts as hard as he could.

"Oops, my bad. I still haven’t gotten used to your small size yet."

Watching her shyly scratch the back of her head, Xiaoyun turned around and grabbed onto his pillow, preventing her from seeing his face.

"Don’t get mad. You know I didn’t mean to suffocate you." Leyan whispered, propping herself up on her elbows as she stared at the back of his head with a guilty smile.

"Yeah right."

The room soon fell into silence.

Xiaoyun had closed his eyes fully, his hands letting go of the pillow as if he were genuinely trying to sleep.

Peace was seemingly brought back into the room. However, the sudden heavy breathing and the earlier ’hardness’ told Leyan the opposite.

"Hey honey, is your heart beating faster and faster?"

"Why are you asking that?"

"I felt it... You want to do it?"

Xiaoyun didn’t say anything back. He didn’t want to admit he was hard as a rock despite only being in his middle-schooler’s body.

His mind had just been too stimulated by Leyan’s silk-like skin rubbed directly against his soft, feeble body.

"Honey... If you want to do it, you can just say it. You don’t have to worry about satisfying me—"

"Do you really think this body can do it?"

Xiaoyun cut Leyan off as he turned back to face her, meeting her gaze with a faint blush illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window.

"Honey, I’m not going to laugh at you because you’re small right now. I’m sure you’re more than capable of... Huh?"

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