Afterwards, Shen Jinchen stroked Cen Xi's flushed skin with his well-defined knuckles and seductively said:

"Can you just let me draw it like this?"

Am I beautiful?

Cen Xi touched Shen Jinchen's abs, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she asked, clearly still feeling a lingering stirring of passion.

"How about we paint each other's pictures and then hang them in the bedroom next door?"

Unable to contain his emotions, Shen Jinchen gently kissed Cen Xi's cherry lips again, and a soft, husky voice escaped from his mouth.

"Alright! From now on, this will be our secret base, how about that? Not just that one room, but all three rooms here should have our paintings hanging on them, how about that?"

Cen Xi's voice was a little breathless. She felt like she had fallen into a love potion filled with highly concentrated syrup. All she wanted to do at that moment was to stay here with this man and be together forever.

"Alright! Just the two of us, no one else is allowed in. Then I'll go out and set up a formation to seal this place off."

Shen Jinchen gently tapped Cen Xi's nose, then intertwined his hands with Cen Xi's hair. At this moment, he was like a tyrant, completely bewitched by the beauty in his arms.

Twenty-six years of perseverance and self-control had long since left no trace in his heart. Moreover, in the past three days, he had even put aside some official duties, wanting only to enjoy this indescribable pleasure with the woman in his arms.

He only wanted to possess her step by step, to take over her heart, and to make her think of him all the time.

"Okay, let's do it again."

The two were chatting against the wall without any clothes on, and after embracing each other for a while, Shen Jinchen's anger, which he had just suppressed, flared up again.

"No! Um..."

Cen Xi was about to say, "You need to have some self-control," when someone...

It seems she'll have to find a way to escape again; if he keeps going like this, she's afraid he'll torture her to death.

"Can you call me husband?"

Seeing that she was flushed all over and looked incredibly alluring after he had made her, Shen Jinchen began to entice Cen Xi to say sweet words again. This scene had been repeated countless times over the past three days.

Cen Xi usually speaks very frivolously, but when it comes to this matter, she's like a rebellious child. No matter how much people threaten or entice her, she just won't give in.

"Still not calling me husband?"

Seeing that Cen Xi was holding back and not letting him have his way, Shen Jinchen suppressed a laugh and asked again.

"Don't yell. If you keep doing that, I'll bite you."

Cen Xi turned her head and glared angrily at Shen Jinchen. True to her word, she bit Shen Jinchen's shoulder. After biting him, she smiled wickedly and then tried to get up cleanly.

How could Shen Jinchen let his prey get away like that? So, just as Cen Xi had this intention, he grabbed Cen Xi's waist, then wrapped his arms around her neck and covered her mouth to prevent her from speaking.

It wasn't until the afternoon that they started painting seriously. Having done this three times in a day, Shen Jinchen was naturally refreshed and his painting flowed smoothly in the afternoon. In half an hour, a painting of a lady with her clothes half-undone appeared in front of Cen Xi.

Cen Xi gazed at the alluring woman in the painting, then composed herself. She had never known she possessed such a captivating side. Even as a woman herself, she felt an urge to flirt with the woman in the painting; it was simply too lifelike.

"As expected, it's that man who was capable of such cunning and forceful exploitation back then. He's quite the slut. I was originally a perfectly normal straight woman, but now you've transformed me into a femme fatale who brings ruin to a country. Don't you think you should compensate me for my former innocence and kindness?"

She stared at the painting for a long time, first admiring it, then criticizing it. She had never imagined that she could be so alluring. She was a tomboy, okay! How did she become a femme fatale who brought ruin to a country?

"You... this is how you are under my control, don't you know that! If you were pure and kind, how could I have been bewitched by you, Qingqing! You suck my soul like a fairy, don't you know that? Besides, your relationship with Zhu Yanniang proves that you are not so proper at heart, don't you? I like your subtle flirtatiousness."

Shen Jinchen smiled, his eyes fixed on Cen Xi, his gaze full of teasing intent.

"Am I promiscuous? I don't think so at all. You're the one who's promiscuous. If it weren't for your promiscuous actions, I would still be an innocent young woman. You filthy man, give me back my innocence."

Cen Xi clearly felt that "slut" was a derogatory term, and she disliked her lover describing her in that way. So she glared at Shen Jinchen with intense resentment, and her soft little fists couldn't help but pound on Shen Jinchen's chest.

Shen Jinchen was amused by her actions and burst into laughter. He laughed for a while before pulling Cen Xi into his arms, resting his head on her shoulder, and asking:

"How can I clear your name? I did go a little too far back then, but you were the one who initiated our first time. The barrel even broke, and you still say you weren't sexy enough?"

Mentioning the first time, Cen Xi's face turned even redder. She had made a mistake, a very serious one. Originally, she thought that if the enemy pressed too hard and she could break through their strong attack, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Little did she know that after that incident, the chances of them doing this together became like a floodgate opening, completely out of control. Now she had fallen in love with this man and had spent three days with him on her own turf.

"That was because you seduced me. You seduced me so much that my nose bled. How could I possibly resist? That's not being a slut. Don't use that word to describe me again, or I'll cut you off completely and sneak away on some dark and stormy night so you'll never find me again."

After calming herself down, Cen Xi turned around and glared at him, then pouted and threatened him.

"Qingqing, please stop saying we should break up. We finally got together, wouldn't it be nice to stay together forever? I'm willing to grow old with you, so please stop saying you don't want to."

Seeing that she said she wanted to sever all ties again, Shen Jinchen tightened his grip on Chenxi's waist and then said solemnly.

"Do you really mean what you're saying? What if you want to take a concubine in your old age? And I'm not a slut at all, you're the one who's slutty, so don't try to label me like that."

Hearing her solemn voice, another mark was etched into Cen Xi's heart, but she still didn't believe that he and she could grow old together. If they were an ordinary couple, she might have been able to have some hope, but given his status, how could she think that way? Pshaw, she really disliked that word "slut." She had only done the most normal thing with the man she liked; it really couldn't be described with that word.

"Okay, okay, I promise I won't say that again, alright? Actually, I used the wrong word. My dear, 'charming' would be a better description. Let's not be arguing anymore, okay? I gave you a picture, how about you give me one back? You can paint me a little more seductive, how about that?"

Shen Jinchen kissed Cen Xi on the cheek, then half-hug and half-embrace her, coaxing her. After spending so much time together, Shen Jinchen knew very well that Cen Xi responded better to gentle persuasion than force, so his attitude in apologizing was very sincere and ingratiating, and his tone was very gentle and comforting.