System, You Didn't Say the Villain Can Read Minds! - Chapter 64

Chapter 64

◎Can’t Lose the Aura!◎

Mo Jiu returned to her chambers and lay on the bed, patiently waiting for Yun Wenzhou to “get off work.”

Mo Jiu: Wait, is she pulling my leg? Will she really come find me after she finishes? Will she?

System: Don’t worry, Jiu Jiu. Only you can fool others; no one can fool you!

Mo Jiu: I feel like you’re mocking me, but I have no proof.

Although in her memory, Yun Wenzhou was indeed not very good at lying, and her acting skills were rather poor—like changing the label on a potion bottle after drinking the aphrodisiac… it was almost just an excuse for both of them to save face.

But that was the Yun Wenzhou whose mind-reading was not sealed. She knew Mo Jiu wouldn’t get angry, and she took advantage of Mo Jiu’s unconditional tolerance to pull these little stunts.

The Yun Wenzhou of this world, however, made both of them inscrutable to each other.

For the first time, Mo Jiu felt how terrifying it was when the person she loved couldn’t read her heart.

It might sound strange to others, but she truly longed to dig out her heart and show it to Yun Wenzhou.

Baby, look, I love you sincerely.

Though I have desire for you, that desire is never the sand mixed in with the sugar, but the liquor in the liqueur chocolate, making my love for you a little intoxicating.

I love you, I love your body, I love your soul, I love everything about you. I don’t know what exactly I love about you, but I just love you, love all of you, the good and the bad.

Argh, it’s such a pity Xiao Zhou can’t hear any of this!

Mo Jiu rolled around on the bed in frustration, like a cell phone that suddenly lost its signal.

Yun Wenzhou was supposed to be the mind-reader, yet now it was Mo Jiu who felt distressed all over.

Time passed minute by minute.

How long had it been? A few hours? Ten hours? Or dozens of hours?

Yun Wenzhou arrived shortly after dinner, so only about five hours should have passed, but Mo Jiu felt like she had waited five full years.

The moment she heard Yun Wenzhou’s voice through the door, Mo Jiu sat up with a carp jump (sit-up), her back perfectly straight.

Yun Wenzhou: “Your Majesty the Queen Bee, Imperial Marshal Yun Wenzhou reports to plead for your forgiveness.”

Mo Jiu: “Come in.”

The door opened, and Yun Wenzhou, with her ash-blue long hair, walked in.

It seemed she had come straight from the training ground, still in her white military uniform.

After closing the door, she immediately began undoing the uniform’s buttons, never once looking up to meet Mo Jiu’s eyes.

Mo Jiu watched her movements, wanting to speak but holding back.

And so, in the silent room, Yun Wenzhou removed her military uniform, revealing the black skin-tight suit underneath.

The suit adhered perfectly to her skin, outlining the curves of her body, making it look as if she were wearing nothing at all.

If the lights hadn’t been on, Mo Jiu would have thought it was the color of her skin.

Mo Jiu stared at her for a moment, then looked away.

Mo Jiu: I’m done for.

System: …

“Then, Your Majesty, may I now know the reason why you went to the trouble of cooking personally just to summon me here?” Yun Wenzhou spoke softly, not intending to undress further.

Mo Jiu looked into the empty space and replied: “I like you, so I wanted to see you… that’s all.”

“Can I interpret that as you wanting to toy with me?”

“No,” Mo Jiu immediately refuted. “I admit I have desire for you, but that kind of thing must be done when both parties are enjoying themselves. If only I am unilaterally pleased, then to you, that is not an expression of love, but merely bullying and control.”

“So, how will you make sure I can also feel pleasure? I look forward to it.”

Yun Wenzhou said this, walking closer to the bed, stopping only when her knees touched Mo Jiu’s knees.

Mo Jiu instinctively leaned back, her gaze refocusing on her, forcing herself to look up at her face.

The Empire’s Marshal, the woman with the strongest combat power in the Empire, stood before her, looking down at her. Her beautiful, expressionless face gave off a powerful sense of oppression.

For a moment, Mo Jiu felt almost swallowed by her aura.

But in the next instant, Mo Jiu lifted the corner of her lips and spoke without flinching: “If you are willing to give me another chance to experience my skills, I’d be happy to satisfy you, my dear Imperial Marshal.”

They looked at each other, neither avoiding the other’s gaze anymore.

There was not a trace of respect for the Supreme Queen Bee in Yun Wenzhou’s eyes, only the single-minded focus of a predator on its prey.

She seemed to be weaving a hunting net, and the target of that net was the woman sitting before her.

Similarly, there was no respect or fear of the Imperial Marshal in Mo Jiu’s eyes, but no hostility or wariness either. There was only a sense of effortless composure, as if everything was within her grasp, and an undefinable sense of aggression.

They regarded each other as prey, like two spiders on a web, each believing they had captured the other.

Except one was strategizing carefully, and the other was merely posturing.

At this moment, Mo Jiu’s inner thoughts: Darn it, can’t lose the aura! Standing up is so pretentious. Dare you sit down and look at me!

System: …

After a moment of charged silence, Yun Wenzhou took a step back and lowered her eyes.

It was either an active concession or a strategic retreat.

She removed the last layer of covering on her body.

“Then, I entrust myself to Your Majesty,” she said in a much softer tone. “It has been a long time since the last time. My mental state is indeed on the verge of collapsing.”

Mo Jiu knew she wasn’t talking about physical pleasure, but psychic soothing.

However, the process of psychic soothing was uncomfortable, so it was usually accompanied by physical pleasure to distract the recipient.

But only the Imperial Marshal was entitled to enjoy the Queen’s service. The other Soldier Bees could only endure the pain themselves while being soothed by the Queen’s psychic power.

Mo Jiu also removed her luxurious clothes.

She embraced the naked Yun Wenzhou onto the bed, holding her from behind, providing both psychic and physical soothing.

Mo Jiu didn’t know if Yun Wenzhou was genuinely moved by the fact that she personally cooked for her, which softened her attitude, or if she was simply using her to alleviate her mental distress.

But regardless, what she had to do was the same—give her ultimate pleasure.

Capturing her heart with skill was base, but effective.

Yun Wenzhou’s body trembled under Mo Jiu’s soothing.

Mo Jiu couldn’t resist kissing the back of her neck, kissing her gently and cherishingly.

Please realize, I truly love you.

Trust that I won’t harm you, trust that I will treat you gently, trust me, and fall in love with me once again.

“Xiao Zhou, I love you,” Mo Jiu sighed softly, confessing into Yun Wenzhou’s ear.

Although she had said those three words to Yun Wenzhou more than once since arriving in this world, she felt Yun Wenzhou hadn’t grasped the meaning behind them, so she could only emphasize it over and over again until she understood.

Could Yun Wenzhou understand this time?

The answer was.

“That’s enough,” Yun Wenzhou said after her heavy breathing stopped. She pushed Mo Jiu’s hands away, sat up on the bed, and then looked down at Mo Jiu, opening her mouth expressionlessly: “Well done. I will come find you again next time I have need.”

Mo Jiu: “…”

How dare you take an inch and try to take a mile! Do you want me to kill you!

System: Jiu Jiu, calm down!

Mo Jiu: Just saying.

No, she was genuinely angry.

Yun Wenzhou’s single sentence made all the love Mo Jiu had injected into her touch feel like nothing more than pathetic groveling.

She loved Yun Wenzhou and didn’t want to hurt her, but that didn’t mean Yun Wenzhou could exploit and hurt her in return.

Mo Jiu abruptly rose, pushing Yun Wenzhou back onto the bed, pinning her beneath her.

Yun Wenzhou’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. She didn’t resist but simply looked up at her calmly.

“You want to leave without even offering a comment, and you expect there to be a next time?” Mo Jiu narrowed her eyes at her. “If you don’t know how to comment, how about we go for another round? You can compare which way is more comfortable, hmm?”

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