Chapter 110: How to Pass Judgment on Selina? - I Forged Them in Darkness, and They Buried Me in It

### Chapter 110: How to Pass Judgment on Selina? What does Selina intend to do? This was the single thought that flashed through Luoxiu's mind at the moment. In the darkness, the two of them were very, very close. So close that only their breaths separated them. Luoxiu's breathing was more controlled, remaining relatively normal. But Selina's was evidently quite different. Her breaths were full of warmth and somewhat hurried, the heat grazing Luoxiu's neck and making it itch, causing discomfort. Something was off! Very off. Luoxiu wasn't someone particularly oblivious to emotions; he had certainly noticed Selina's hints over the past few days. However, in regards to reason and sentiment, it was impossible for him to genuinely entertain any special thoughts towards Selina. He was just acting like a pervert, not actually being one! Moreover, in every possible regard, Luoxiu considered himself to be a virtuous and respectable individual. So, there was no way he could make a move on Selina. He opened his mouth to speak when a delicate finger gently pressed against it. Lowering his gaze, Luoxiu met with the girl's slightly flushed eyes, which seemed to carry a hint of shimmering moisture. It wasn't from sadness, but from another indescribable emotion. Selina's voice was soft, her tone almost pleading, "Lord Luoxiu... please don't rush to reject me right away. Can you hear me out first?" Honestly, in front of a girl showing such a demeanor, there are few men in this world who could resist. Unconsciously, Luoxiu shifted his gaze away and gave a small nod. Satisfied with the answer she'd received, Selina smiled happily. It was a truly joyful smile, reflective of her current state of mind. Before meeting Luoxiu, every single day for Selina was filled with discontent. However, after encountering Luoxiu, Selina found joy in every single day. This happiness initially stemmed from the sense of security Luoxiu provided her. He offered her a sanctuary, a place she had only dared dream of through years of escape and hiding, a place where she wanted for nothing, could do as she pleased each day, and didn't have to fear the threat of capture if malefactors appeared. All of this, Selina knew well, was bestowed upon her by Luoxiu. But as time passed, the initial gratitude gradually developed into something else during their daily interactions. Selina called it greed. She was no longer content with the status quo; she wanted to hold on tighter, to have more. She wanted to possess Lord Luoxiu for herself. Sometimes, Selina would reflect on her own actions, wondering if she was pushing the boundaries, if she was being ungrateful. Yet, she chose to continue down this path. These impulses and feelings did not accumulate slowly over time; rather, they brewed quietly, eventually reaching a breaking point and erupting entirely. Perhaps this is why she was known as a "witch." From a young age, Selina was burdened with the label of "witch," and naturally, she did not believe that any deities existed in the world. While others revered and prayed to their gods, her heart remained as unmoved and barren as dead waters. This remained true until Luoxiu appeared. For her, wasn't Luoxiu her own personal god? Everything she desired, her god granted. Therefore, Selina was willing to offer her all to this deity. With thoughts suppressed deep in her heart, under the bright moonlight, Selina spoke softly and slowly. Luoxiu did not rush to move, demonstrating remarkable tranquility. He was an exceptionally good listener. He did not interrupt; he did not speak over her. Instead, he occasionally responded, encouraging Selina to fully express her emotions. She knew that Lord Luoxiu listened carefully to her words and her naive thoughts. To every assertion, he responded. And so, in the next moment, Selina untied the ribbon at her waist. Her skin was smooth, nearly translucent. Under the moonlight, it emitted an exceptionally alluring and exotic allure. Especially the natural streaks of dark lines on her legs, which faintly glimmered. She undressed quickly, but Luoxiu averted his head even faster. The man exhaled a long sigh, facing away from her. Selina was puzzled, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around him. This was something she had done frequently over the past days, something they had grown somewhat accustomed to. Yet even now, the gentle tremor of her delicate body was almost imperceptible as she performed the action anew. She asked softly, "Lord Luoxiu, what's the matter?" Maintaining his backward-facing posture, Luoxiu hesitated slightly, saying, "I—I’m not ready yet." Hearing this, Selina was even more perplexed. It felt as if their roles were reversed. "It's alright, Lord Luoxiu. Eventually, this day will come, won't it?" Luoxiu sighed. "That’s not it; you’re still too young, you know? The future should be left for the future." Selina rested her head against his shoulder, her eyes as clear as water, her breath fragrant. Gathering her courage, she continued, "But Lord Luoxiu, in the Maya Empire, girls my age are already married with children." She purposely pressed closer, her tone tinged with nervousness, "Besides, Selina isn't that young anymore." Luoxiu's scalp tingled as he lightly bit the tip of his tongue. For some reason, his typically composed mind began to waver when her body pressed against his. It wasn't that there was anything wrong with him; it seemed more like Selina exuded a certain aura. An aura that could unrestrainedly stir the deepest emotions and desires within people. Truth be told, the title of "witch" seemed quite fitting given the circumstances. Thinking of these random things, Luoxiu steadfastly refused to turn back. "No, our current identities are unequal, creating a disparity in our relationship," he explained calmly. "So all of your actions aren't as you believe, truly from your own heart." "What I want is the real, independent Selina, not one acting out of helplessness or compulsion. Do you understand, Selina?" Luoxiu's tone softened, gently advising her. But the girl simply shook her head stubbornly. "Lord Luoxiu is mistaken. You're not me, how can you know whether I'm following my heart?" Luoxiu felt a sense of helplessness. "Anyway, today is definitely a no. Let's wait a bit longer, until you truly mature; won't everything be clear by then?" His voice softened, yet his resolve remained firm. Repeated rejections would dampen even the boldest of hearts. And Selina, sustained only by this single breath, understood well that indulging her whims was already the limit of Lord Luoxiu's patience. So Selina took a deep breath, inhaling Luoxiu's scent. She intended to withdraw from him but had a sudden thought, "Lord Luoxiu, if that's the case, why don't you dare look at me even once?" Her voice had taken on a sly, seductive quality. "With Lord Luoxiu like this, how exactly should one judge Selina, I wonder..." (End of the chapter)