After her master's death, the metaphysics genius Lin Xi descends the mountain to set up a stall for fortune-telling, earning money while searching for her fiancé.
"Master, when will ...
The man was very close, and Lin Xi could clearly feel his change. The scene from earlier flashed through her mind, and her ears instantly turned red.
"You, stay away."
"Xixi, I have something to say."
Fu Jingyao spoke each word clearly, his voice hoarse, his eyes brimming with emotion.
"help me."
A hurried yet restrained kiss landed on her neck, and Lin Xi bit her lower lip, her heart suddenly trembling.
Here... the little elves are next door.
No, absolutely not!!
Lin Xi stammered, "Let go of me, I... that..."
No, not like that.
Fu Jingyao grasped her fingertips and gently pulled them downwards. "Is this okay?"
He knew the time and place were wrong, but he simply couldn't bear it.
Xi Xi walked towards him step by step, wearing clothes he had personally chosen, which was more lethal than not wearing any clothes at all.
If he could still hold back, he wouldn't be a man.
A burning sensation spread throughout her body, leaving Lin Xi speechless. She raised her head, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears.
The man pressed himself tightly against her, desire staining his face and making his eyes flush red.
He was trying his best to remain patient.
Lin Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, a pang of heartache in her eyes.
Fu Jingyao was clearly in great pain, but he still stopped and waited for her answer.
If she says no, he will definitely let go.
Married for so long, he has always respected her opinions, even if it meant sacrificing his own comfort by taking a cold shower alone late at night.
Love is mutual. Lin Xi didn't want to see Fu Jingyao suffer, so she tried to help him, her voice trembling.
"I...I can't..."
The man breathed heavily, a cryptic smile playing on his lips, and uttered three words.
"I'll teach you."
"…………"