Chapter 81

She hadn't licked it before, and Shi Mingyue bit her lip; she really wanted to know what it felt like.

Yun Zhan was only stunned for a moment before he knelt down.

"I've already taken a shower... Will you mind?" Shi Mingyue looked down at her, her eyelashes fluttering.

The lamplight fell behind Shi Mingyue's ear, turning that patch of skin a pale pink, like the glow of sunset through white porcelain.

"No, I'll give it a try."

Yun Zhan took a bite, but it didn't taste particularly special.

After getting used to the kneeling position, Yun Zhan began to work diligently on his "work".

Shi Mingyue shuddered violently, her breathing instantly becoming erratic, like spring water rippling in the wind. She tried to hide it, but couldn't; her fingertips unconsciously clenched Yun Zhan's sleeve, her knuckles turning a faint coral color.

Shi Mingyue turned her face away, her voice so low it was almost inaudible: "Don't look at me..."

But the blush spread from her cheeks all the way to her collarbone, and even the corners of her eyes were glistening with tears. She was so shy that even the tips of her ears were burning.

The light was still on, the files were pushed to the corner, and the air was filled with the scent of paper and the lingering ambiguity.

Shi Mingyue lay lazily among the pile of books, her hair soaked and clinging to her cheeks, her chest heaving rapidly as if she had just finished a long-distance run.

Her legs trembled slightly, and she couldn't straighten her knees no matter what she did. The hem of her nightgown was already soaked with dark stains from sweat, and she looked like she had been pulled out of the water.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll figure out how to get things sorted out."

Yun Zhan wiped the dampness from his forehead, stepped barefoot on the scattered papers, and hurriedly went to the bathroom to fetch a large bath towel.

When he returned, Yun Zhan's face was flushed red, and he squatted down next to Shi Mingyue, asking softly, "Can you still move? Can you cooperate with me? I can't reach it..."

Shi Mingyue raised her hand, her arms softly hooking around Yun Zhan's neck, transferring her weight to him, her voice low and husky yet filled with a sweet contentment: "Then lift me up a little."

Yun Zhan did as he was told, supporting her back with one hand and gently pressing her legs with a towel with the other.

You're sweating a lot...

With each wipe, her face grew even redder, as if it were about to steam.

Shi Mingyue noticed her embarrassment, lifted her leg to cooperate, and leaned down to give her a comforting kiss on the corner of her lips, her fingertips sliding down Yun Zhan's burning cheek to behind her ear.

"Don't be so shy."

Shi Mingyue's voice was still a little hoarse, but every word was gentle: "We will get married and stay together for the rest of our lives. This is the second time, and there will be many, many more times in the future."

Yun Zhan turned his face away and muttered in a voice barely audible, "But how am I supposed to concentrate on my studies in the future?"

Shi Mingyue chuckled, resting her forehead on her shoulder, and coaxed softly, "Then I was wrong, okay?"

I shouldn't be here... seducing you.

Yun Zhan secretly glanced up and saw the satisfied smile on the other person's lips, and his heart skipped a beat again.

She wrapped the towel around herself tightly, picked him up, and whispered, "Next time, don't do it here..."

Shi Mingyue nestled in her arms, laughing like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish, drawing circles on her chest with her fingertips: "Okay, next time let's change to the living room."

Yun Zhan stumbled, his ears turning bright red, but he couldn't help but smile.

The messy study and scattered files now serve as testaments to their love...

Yun Zhan carried Shi Mingyue back to the master bedroom. Just as he was about to turn around to run a hot water dispenser, she gently hooked his finger around his.

"Do me one more favor," Shi Mingyue said softly, her voice tinged with moisture.

"I'm covered in sweat and feel uncomfortable... I want to take a shower."

Yun Zhan's back stiffened, and his cheeks flushed: "Huh? This... I've never given anyone a bath before."

Shi Mingyue smiled even more innocently, leaning softly against the sofa, raising one leg, and casually placing her fair ankle on Yun Zhan's shoulder, her toes slightly curled, like a spoiled cat.

She tilted her head slightly, her elegance as a noblewoman mixed with a touch of playful roguishness.

"But I can't move."

Shi Mingyue swayed her toes, her voice as soft as a feather: "This time, I may have to trouble Miss Yun. You have to take responsibility for your own actions."

Yun Zhan opened his eyes wide, an innocent look flashing in them: "But, wasn't it you who made me... made me... lick you?"

"I've been licking for half an hour, and you haven't told me to stop..."

"But you like it too, Yun Zhan...you also want to be intimate with me."

After speaking, Shi Mingyue's lips curled into her signature smile, a perfectly measured smile honed from etiquette classes since childhood, yet her eyes clearly held a hint of joy and anticipation.

Yun Zhan was pinned down by her foot and dared not move. His neck and above turned bright red, and he stammered, "Ah, well, okay then..."

Yun Zhan held Shi Mingyue, his body stiff, and she almost stumbled towards the bathroom.

The soft laughter of Shi Mingyue reached my ears, like spring water rippling and spreading into my ear, making my already flustered heartbeat even more chaotic.

The bathroom was filled with warm steam, the scent of jasmine mingling with the moisture, like a soft mist settling over the air.

Yun Zhan held a bath sponge, his fingertips gently gliding over Shi Mingyue's shoulder blade through the soft foam. That patch of skin was flushed a pale pink by the hot water, and under the light, the delicate texture was almost visible.

Yun Zhan couldn't help but sigh softly, "Your figure is so good... We're both girls, why is your skin so soft and tender?"

The bath sponge rested on the top of the shoulder blade, where it was slightly raised with soft lines, like a carefully carved piece of jade. Yun Zhan continued, "Even the hollow of the shoulder is perfectly recessed."

Further down, the collarbone is straight and thin, with a shallow "川" (river) shaped indentation in the middle. Water droplets roll down, linger briefly in that small groove, and then slide down along the midline of the sternum.

The light shines from the side, casting a thin shadow under the collarbone, making the skin appear even whiter, like fine porcelain.

Her shoulders and back were relaxed and free of any excess fat, yet without any bony gauntness. They were covered with a very thin layer of muscle, revealing the elegant curves left by long-term posture training.

Shi Mingyue turned her face to the side, the moisture pressing down on her eyelashes, her voice low and soft: "Do you like it? Everywhere you touch is yours, and I am yours too."

Yun Zhan coughed several times, choked by this blatant confession, his ear tips instantly turning red: "I, I didn't mean that! I was just praising you... how do you manage to maintain such a great figure?"

When Yun Zhan was on missions, he was often exposed to the wind and sun, and he also served in the army for several years, so his muscles were stiff.

Shi Mingyue chuckled, tilting her head back slightly to let the hot water flow down her neck: "I guess it's because I learned etiquette from a young age."

She stretched out her index finger and drew a straight line in the air: "Stand against the wall for half an hour every day, with your shoulders, hips, calves, and the back of your head in a straight line. You can't even sleep on your side, for fear of developing uneven shoulders."

As she said this, she couldn't help but smile: "After I came to Minton School, the teacher who taught posture used a wooden ruler to measure the groove of my collarbone, requiring that it be able to hold a drop of water. I actually tucked my shoulder blades in front of the mirror every day until that drop of water really wouldn't roll off."

Yun Zhan was stunned and instinctively moved his hand away from the hollow of her collarbone.

Shi Mingyue grabbed her wrist and pressed the bath sponge back onto the rounded part of her shoulder blade, her voice low and serious: "But for now, this standard is only for you."

Hot water cascaded down, washing away the last wisp of foam, but it couldn't dissipate the rapidly rising temperature in the bathroom.

Yun Zhan held the bath sponge, the backs of his fingers turning red from the steam, his heart pounding so loudly it seemed to drown out the showerhead.

The collarbone that can hold a drop of water probably also holds all of Yun Zhan's heartbeat at this moment.

The bathroom door opened, and warm steam flowed into the bedroom.

Shi Mingyue was wearing a bathrobe with the belt loosely tied around her waist, and water was still dripping from the ends of her hair. Yun Zhan followed behind, his cheeks flushed from the heat, and his steps were a little unsteady.

Her hands were really sore...

Once the lights were turned off, only moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains.

The two of them snuggled into the same blanket, the thin blanket carrying the scent of jasmine, as if sealing in the smell from the bathroom earlier.

Shi Mingyue turned to the side, her arm naturally wrapping around him, but Yun Zhan instinctively flinched.

"I hope we don't have to continue... I have class tomorrow."

Yun Zhan's body was still sore, and she thought it was going to continue, so she tensed up instantly.

"Don't be afraid."

Shi Mingyue chuckled softly, pulled Yun Zhan into her arms, let her head rest on her shoulder, and gently patted her back with her palm.

"Just a hug, nothing else."

Yun Zhan relaxed and pressed his nose against Shi Mingyue's collarbone. The jasmine scent became even stronger, mixed with body heat, like being surrounded by warm spring water.

Yun Zhan couldn't help but snuggle against him, his voice muffled in the crook of his shoulder: "You smell so good...you're almost making me faint from the fragrance."

Shi Mingyue smiled, rested her chin on the top of her head, and said in a low, soft voice, "Then you can sleep in my arms from now on, okay?"

Yun Zhan hesitated for a moment before honestly replying, "But I'm not used to sleeping in someone else's arms; it'll feel uncomfortable."

"How about this?"

Shi Mingyue immediately adjusted her posture, lowering her arms so that Yun Zhan's neck was completely nestled in her shoulder. She wrapped her other hand around Yun Zhan's waist, placing her palm on Yun Zhan's lower abdomen, and then pulled her closer into her arms, leaving no gap between them.

"Is it any better now?"

Shi Mingyue asked softly, her breath brushing against Yun Zhan's ear, carrying the warmth of lingering shower gel.

Yun Zhan didn't answer immediately, but snuggled closer to her, burying his nose in the deepest part of her collarbone, his voice muffled: "Hmm... it's not uncomfortable anymore."

The scent of jasmine rose and fell with each breath, surging in waves like a silent tide in the night.

Yun Zhan closed his eyes, and all he could hear was Shi Mingyue's steady heartbeat, each beat like the quietest rhythm for her.