Chapter 54 The young master "thinks".

Yan Zhenxi let Jiang Zhiyao keep hooking her arm around him without making any move to stop her.

"Hmm," Yan Zhenxi replied after seemingly thinking carefully, "barely acceptable."

They were so close that Jiang Zhiyao could even feel Yan Zhenxi's breath as he spoke. Only then did she come to her senses and hurriedly let go of Yan Zhenxi's arms.

"I believe you really like me."

Yan Zhenxi continued calmly, "So what do you want to do to me or make me do?"

Jiang Zhiyao's mind went blank for a moment; she didn't know what to do.

She didn't answer, but instead asked, "Is it okay to do anything to you?"

"It depends on what you want to do." Yan Zhenxi did not give a clear answer, but only gave an ambiguous one.

"I want you to say you like me," Jiang Zhiyao slowly probed.

"I like you," Yan Zhenxi told her.

Something seemed to be missing. Jiang Zhiyao frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "If you want to say that you like Miss Jiang..."

“I like Miss Jiang,” Yan Zhenxi said, following her instructions.

"That still doesn't seem quite right," Jiang Zhiyao continued to correct, "You've liked Miss Jiang for a long time."

"I have admired Miss Jiang for a long time," Yan Zhenxi said gently, without the slightest impatience.

"That's good." Jiang Zhiyao squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Jiang Zhiyao remembered that the dream she had most often was about meeting Yan Zhenxi at a banquet, and then he took the initiative to say those words to her.

Although she knew it was just a dream, Jiang Zhiyao felt very happy every time she finished it. Now that it had come true, she felt very satisfied.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyao wasn't planning on doing anything else, Yan Zhenxi leaned closer, his voice low and magnetic: "Not planning on doing anything else?"

Jiang Zhiyao originally intended to end it there, but after hearing Yan Zhenxi's words, she hesitated for a moment.

After a brief internal struggle, under Yan Zhenxi's gaze, she stammered, "I want you to kiss me."

"Keep this expression and demeanor, don't be too gentle." After stating her request, Jiang Zhiyao felt like she was about to burst into flames.

As Yan Zhenxi approached, Jiang Zhiyao took a few steps back, her back pressed against the artificial hill.

He lifted Jiang Zhiyao's chin with his long, slender hand. Jiang Zhiyao, who had been looking down, had just raised her eyes when she caught a glimpse of Yan Zhenxi's aloof expression, and then closed her eyes again because of his closeness.

It was a very aggressive kiss.

Yan Zhenxi's aura dominated everything without restraint. Compared to the past, it was less tender and more authoritative and possessive.

Jiang Zhiyao felt as if he had taken away her breath, leaving her no time to care about anything else, only to be immersed in the moment.

After the kiss, Jiang Zhiyao leaned against Yan Zhenxi's neck, panting heavily, her eyes filled with tears, her eyelashes slightly damp.

With her body limp and weak, Jiang Zhiyao leaned entirely on Yan Zhenxi.

Suddenly, several footsteps echoed from the secluded garden. Yan Zhenxi, with his arm around Jiang Zhiyao, led her toward a secluded spot among the rockery and trees: "We haven't been back to the banquet hall for a long time. Someone has come looking for us."

Actually, they were servants who patrolled the mansion at night.

Jiang Zhiyao looked up at Yan Zhenxi, confused. She thought that the kiss was really over.

"Miss Jiang, please keep your voice down." Yan Zhenxi covered Jiang Zhiyao's lips, which were still slightly panting. "It wouldn't be good if other people saw Miss Jiang like this."

"They can't find out that Miss Jiang and I were having an affair at the banquet behind everyone else's backs." He spoke in a gentle tone, uttering words that made Jiang Zhiyao blush with embarrassment.

Surrounded by a narrow and cramped space, with most of his body leaning against the artificial hill and tree trunks, the limited space in front of him was occupied by Yan Zhenxi.

The only bright moonlight was blocked by his figure, and all Jiang Zhiyao could see was Yan Zhenxi's slightly rising and falling chest.

Yan Zhenxi lowered his head, his hot breath brushing against Jiang Zhiyao's nose. Not far away, the sound of servants patrolling could be heard.

Jiang Zhiyao suddenly had a strange feeling, as if they were really two people who had secretly left the noisy and brightly lit banquet and come to this quiet and dimly lit corner to have an affair.

The air was getting thinner and thinner, and Jiang Zhiyao felt that the small space was filled with the breaths she and Yan Zhenxi exhaled and the resulting water vapor.

It's so ambiguous, this atmosphere is enough to drown Jiang Zhiyao.

Hearing the footsteps fading into the distance, Jiang Zhiyao nudged Yan Zhenxi: "They're gone."

But Yan Zhenxi did not back down. Instead, he leaned closer and asked, "Is there anything else Miss Jiang would like me to do?"

Jiang Zhiyao shrank her neck slightly. His tone was normal, but perhaps it was the cramped space and the breath she felt on her ear that inexplicably made Jiang Zhiyao have ambiguous thoughts about his words.

She didn't explicitly state her request, but instead gripped Yan Zhenxi's collar, her ears slightly red, and slowly uttered a single word: "Want."

Yan Zhenxi stared intently at her, then chuckled softly, and picked her up.

Jiang Zhiyao remained silent, simply looking down quietly in Yan Zhenxi's arms, her arms wrapped around his neck.

"Mmm." As soon as she entered the door, Jiang Zhiyao was put down by Yan Zhenxi and pressed against the door, where he slowly kissed her.

The kiss was more restrained and tender than the one by the artificial hill.

Yan Zhenxi kissed Jiang Zhiyao's bright red lips, sucking and licking them gently.

The movements were very gentle, and Jiang Zhiyao's thoughts were not dragged down to the point of being unable to remember anything as usual.

The touch on her lips was very comfortable. Yan Zhenxi placed one hand on the back of her head so that Jiang Zhiyao did not feel any discomfort, while the other hand encircled Jiang Zhiyao's waist.

He pressed his knees against Jiang Zhiyao's crotch, stopping her slightly limp body from sliding down.

She opened her slightly wet eyes and looked at Yan Zhenxi, who was kissing her.

Yan Zhenxi remained as gentle and aloof as before, his eyes tightly closed, and the slight blush on his face, along with his current movements, captivated Jiang Zhiyao.

Perhaps noticing Jiang Zhiyao's constant gaze and her slowed response, Yan Zhenxi opened her eyes, her gaze slightly unfocused, but upon meeting Jiang Zhiyao's infatuated eyes, a smile returned to her gaze.

Yan Zhenxi gently bit Jiang Zhiyao's lips with his teeth, then separated their slightly sticky lips and stopped an inch away from hers.

His voice was warm and gentle, with a hint of barely perceptible desire, as he smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, do you still enjoy looking at me like this at a time like this?"

"How about we let Miss Jiang see it all at another time?" The words sounded a little sticky because of the distance and the breath.

"Now you need to concentrate." Then he coaxed softly, "Close your eyes."

The last thing Jiang Zhiyao saw when his large hand blocked her view was a faint blush on Yan Zhenxi's earlobe.

After their vision disappeared, the sensation on her lips became more pronounced. Yan Zhenxi no longer restrained himself as he had at the beginning. He used his tongue to pry open Jiang Zhiyao's lips and linger on the soft, smooth flesh inside.

The candlelight beside the bed curtains flickered.

"Zhenxi!" Jiang Zhiyao couldn't help but exclaim softly. Yan Zhenxi was a bit reckless tonight.

"Call me Young Master Yan." Yan Zhenxi's clothes were still neatly on, making Jiang Zhiyao blush even more.

“…Young Master Yan.” Jiang Zhiyao slowly uttered these words with rising and falling voices, feeling as if she had returned to a dream she used to have in her boudoir.

As if he could read Jiang Zhiyao's mind, Yan Zhenxi chuckled and asked, "Miss Jiang, have you ever dreamed of me?"

Jiang Zhiyao didn't answer, but just pursed her lips and looked away with slightly moist eyes, but her increasingly bloodshot and red ears gave everything away.

Yan Zhenxi chuckled softly with pleasure: "Have you ever dreamed about this?"

His long, slightly damp fingers gently touched the slight bulge on Jiang Zhiyao's lower abdomen, his tone revealing a hint of pity: "You've already come all this way..."

Upon hearing Yan Zhenxi's words, Jiang Zhiyao's mind exploded, shattering her already limited consciousness.

Jiang Zhiyao sobbed, her body trembling slightly. Yan Zhenxi leaned down and kissed away the tears that unconsciously slid down her cheeks.

"Do you still like Young Master Yan?" Yan Zhenxi asked in a normal voice.

Jiang Zhiyao shoved him and answered irrelevantly, "...It's cold."

Yan Zhenxi looked down and saw that it was the jade pendant on her body that had touched her.

"Do you like it?" Yan Zhenxi slowly raised her long eyelashes and asked her again with a smile.

"...I like it." I like it so much.

The sounds of a rapid heartbeat and sticky water mingled together.

"How about this? Do you still like it?" The accessories on Yan Zhenxi's body jingled as they clattered together.

The sounds grew louder and more urgent, and Yan Zhenxi's question rang out along with the clinking of the jade ornaments: "Do you still like Young Master Yan after all this?"

How much do you like it?

Jiang Zhiyao was too busy to answer, so Yan Zhenxi finally answered his own question, "Is it like this? So much love it it's overflowing..."

After an unknown amount of time, the clinking of the jade ornaments finally stopped. Yan Zhenxi gently pressed Jiang Zhiyao and said in a hoarse voice, "It's all overflowing, what a pity."

"Miss Jiang," he suddenly called out earnestly.

Jiang Zhiyao regained some of her hazy consciousness and looked up at him with her long, wet eyelashes.

Yan Zhenxi removed his muddy outer robe, gently pulled her into his arms, and kissed her beautiful, moist eyes.

"Don't sneak peeks at me at the next banquet."

“Just call me and I will come to Miss Jiang’s side myself.”