I alone am the Honoured One! - Chapter 602

Chapter 602: A glass of wine [2]
Carrying Yao Jing in his arms, Zhao Tian made his way upstairs while Yao Jing, half-drunk, nestled against him with a wine bottle loosely held in her hand.

*hick* “Tina’er~” she cooed softly, the faint hiccup escaping her lips as her voice lilted with drunken affection.

Looking at her blissful face and the pink flush on her face, Zhao Tian shook his head helplessly “You are drinking too much these days…”

Yao Jing just laughed, nuzzling her face on his chest “Tian’er.”

Upon reaching her room, Zhao Tian gently pushed the door open with his foot and stepped inside.

The chamber was cozy, and the faint scent of incense lingered in the air.As he walked to the bed, Yao Jing tapped his shoulder “Put me down…”

Hm? With a nod, he slowly placed her down, and Yao Jing felt a shiver down her body as her feet touched the cold floor.

As her body trembled, Zhao Tian muttered under his breath, immediately wrapping his hands around her waist to steady her.”Just lie on the bed, idiot…”

Before he could respond, she grabbed his collar and pulled him down, capturing his lips in a fervent kiss.H-Huh? His eyes widened slightly, startled by her boldness.

Her lips were warm and soft, tasting faintly of the sweet wine she had been drinking.

For a brief moment, Zhao Tian froze, unsure how to react, but when Yao Jing’s fingers curled into his collar, pulling him closer, his hesitation melted away.

He responded, his arms tightening around her waist, holding her firmly against him.

Yao Jing pressed her body to his as though seeking to close any remaining distance between them, her hunger evident in every movement of her lips.

She tilted her head slightly, deepening the kiss, and a muffled hum of satisfaction escaped her throat as their mouths moved together in a heated rhythm.

“Mnnn…” Yao Jing’s soft moans were muffled between their lips as her hand slipped up to tangle his hair.

Her fingers combed through the strands, pulling him closer, as though she wanted to lose herself entirely in the kiss.

Zhao Tian let her take the lead, matching her fervor but maintaining a certain gentleness as he held her.

The taste of wine lingered on her lips, but Zhao Tian didn’t mind.

The sound of their lips meeting and parting filled the quiet chamber.

After a while, Yao Jing pulled back slightly, her breath ragged and her chest rising and falling.

Her gaze was misty, her lips slightly swollen and glistening from their kiss.

She stared at Zhao Tian for a moment, then brought the wine bottle in her hand to her lips, tilting it back to take another quick gulp.

Zhao Tian blinked his eyes in surprise ‘What is she doing?’

Lowering the bottle, she wiped the corner of her lips with her thumb and smirked slyly at him.

Without warning, she grabbed his collar again and leaned forward, pressing her lips to his once more.

This time, the kiss was slower, almost teasing as she sucked his lips.

Yao Jing’s lips lingered on his lips, brushing gently before capturing his bottom lip.

She sucked on it softly, nibbling the tender flesh before pulling back slightly.

A grin appeared on her lips as she glanced up at him “So… whose kiss is better? Mine or Jia’s?”

EH? Zhao Tian couldn’t help but laugh and asked “You kissed me for that?”

Yao Jing threw the empty bottle on the bed and leaned forward, her hands going up and coiling around his neck.

Looking into his lips, her fingers traced the soft texture of his lips “Well.. I don’t know, watching you kiss her made my heart ache a little…”

“Heartache, huh?” he muttered in a teasing tone.

Yao Jing pouted faintly before smirking, her hands still playing with the strands of hair at the nape of his neck.

“You are my dear disciple,” she whispered, her lips drawing closer to his again, hovering just a breath away, “but she’s enjoying you more than I am. It’s not fair, don’t you think?”

Zhao Tian’s smile widened “So you were jealous.”

Yao Jing didn’t deny it. Instead, she nodded slowly, her gaze still fixed on his lips as her thumb brushed lightly over his bottom lip. “I guess I am,” she admitted with a light sigh. “Maybe I’m also getting a little obsessed over my disciple.”

She raised her gaze, looking into his eyes “So, tell me.. whose is better?”

Zhao Tian blinked again, caught between exasperation and amusement at her persistence. “Do you really want me to answer that?”

Pouting her lips, she replied “Of course, there must be some difference, right? Mine has to be better.”

Zhao Tian sighed with mock helplessness, “You’re seriously asking me to compare you two?”

She leaned closer again, her lips brushing teasingly against his ear this time as she murmured, “Why not? You’ve already tasted both. Surely, you can tell me which one you liked more.”

“And what if I say they’re both good?”

Yao Jing frowned at that, as her grip around his neck tightened slightly. “Hmph, that’s not an answer,” she complained, clearly unsatisfied. “You’re avoiding it.”

Zhao Tian relented with a small sigh “Fine, well.. yours is different, a bit reckless, and a cute clumsy kiss. I liked it.”

Yao Jing’s cheeks flushed faintly at his words, though she quickly covered it up with a triumphant grin. “Hah, so you admit it!” she exclaimed, poking his chest lightly with her finger.

“Mine’s better.”

Zhao Tian chuckled upon hearing this. “Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Yep, yep…”

She retracted her hands from his neck; however, Zhao Tian didn’t let her go and kissed her lips.

When Zhao Tian finally let her go, Yao Jing stumbled back slightly, her face flushed crimson as she trembled in embarrassment as he took the initiative this time.

“O-Ok, enough… Quickly leave the room!” she stammered, pointing at the door as if trying to assert control over the situation.

“Alright, alright…”

She watched him leave, biting her lower lip as she touched her tingling lips with her fingers. “This brat…”

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