Jiang Xuelin was unaware that in ordinary families, those with a little wealth would teach their daughters what to do on their wedding night, and would often bring a fire-prevention book as part of their dowry, just in case their daughters knew nothing on their wedding day.

However, even among erotic paintings, there are differences. Ordinary erotic paintings are relatively crude, while those from wealthy families are naturally much more exquisite. Both the illustrations and the actions are more refined, and some are even the kind of exquisite pieces that can be collected as family heirlooms.

The picture album that Lady Jing'an Marquis prepared for Jiang Xuelin was extremely exquisite, including the two mandarin ducks nestled together on the cover, which were very delicate.

On the page that was now turned up, a woman wearing only a bodice had a blush on her face and eyes as clear as water. Her jade-like arms were wrapped around the neck of the man on top of her, and fine beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead. Her long, slender neck, raised high, seemed to be inviting him.

The equally naked man held the petite woman in his arms, their bodies intertwined. The artist painted the scene with exquisite detail, making it seem as if one could hear the man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft moans.

The artist is clearly a master, capturing the feelings and ambiguity between the two without making it seem vulgar; instead, it evokes a poetic sense of how things should be.

...A wonderful poetic sentiment.

Jiang Xuelin froze, a line of poetry she had heard from a playboy suddenly flashing through her mind.

With cloud-like hair, a beautiful face, and golden hairpins swaying, she spends a warm spring night in the hibiscus-scented tent.

No matter how alluring the atmosphere the artist created may be, it cannot change the fact that this is an erotic painting.

Jiang Xuelin is a girl, when has she ever seen this kind of thing? Even if she occasionally reads an outrageous novel, it wouldn't be this kind of thing!

Moreover, the direct impact of words can never match that of vividly colored pictures.

Finally recovering from the shock, Jiang Xuelin immediately looked away as if she had been burned, then belatedly realized that her and Fu Hanlai's posture was indeed a bit off.

They were locked in a tug-of-war with each other's arms, and she even went around to trap Fu Hanlai's head under her armpit, ensuring he couldn't move at all. Fu Hanlai's hands were gripping her arms tightly, and their legs were also locked together.

The point is to ensure that if I can't move, you can't move either; the physical contact is extremely intimate.

In the past, Jiang Xuelin wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with this. Although she didn't hold it against Fu Hanlai, he was almost always the one who provoked her when they met. But back then, they were enemies!

What's the point of having any ideas with the enemy? Just fight!

However, at this moment, nothing felt right.

Especially since they had all taken off their outer garments and were only wearing thin summer undergarments, which had been partially exposed during the fight.

Fu Hanlai clearly sensed the change in Jiang Xuelin, and his heart jumped into his throat again.

However, this time the reason was different from the previous one.

Just now, I didn't want Jiang Xuelin to see that dirty thing, but now...

Danger!

Danger! !

Danger! ! !

Moreover, Fu Hanlai himself noticed the inappropriateness of their actions, especially since summer clothes were really thin, and the undergarment underneath was already barely visible, but now a corner was exposed, and Fu Hanlai could even see the delicate skin on Jiang Xuelin's neck.

As if burned, Fu Hanlai immediately looked away, his ears turning red, and his voice stammering, "Jiang Xuelin! Let me tell you, this is the Prince Ping's residence, murder is a crime..."

Besides, I already tried to stop you, but you insisted on watching it yourself, and there was nothing I could do!

It really wasn't my fault!

I really did my best, I promise!

If you kill me, you won't be able to escape either!

Fu Hanlai didn't know where to look, and he felt the temperature in the room rise—this was probably the anger from Jiang Xuelin.

But he was truly innocent this time; he didn't provoke the anger!

Jiang Xuelin did not answer, but simply loosened her grip. Fu Hanlai felt the pressure on him lessen and immediately pulled his head back.

—His head was trapped under Jiang Xuelin's armpit, and he couldn't move. Through the thin undergarment, he could feel the soft warmth inside, and he really didn't know what to do.

The nose smelled of a young girl's natural scent, her face was covered only by a thin layer of undergarment, her eyes were filled with the swaying undergarment and the barely visible bodice, and her mouth was pressed against that jade-like arm...

Help!

Help me! Help me!

That girl Jiang Xuelin will definitely kill me!

But I'm truly innocent!

As soon as Fu Hanlai pulled his head back, Jiang Xuelin released his grip. Before that, Fu Hanlai had already let go first. So when Jiang Xuelin loosened her grip, Fu Hanlai immediately gained his freedom. As if escaping some flood or ferocious beast, he scrambled to the side.

The atmosphere was a bit strange.

It was too quiet.

Jiang Xuelin sat there without moving, and Fu Hanlai dared not move even more, as he dared not attract Jiang Xuelin's attention at this time.

The rustling of insects coming from the courtyard outside made Fu Hanlai's tense heart relax a little.

For the sake of the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion, Jiang Xuelin wouldn't kill him, would she?

But he was truly innocent this time.

Very!

innocent!

Jiang Xuelin's face was expressionless. Fu Hanlai glanced at her carefully and knew that she was lost in thought, wondering what she was thinking about.

What are you thinking about?

Naturally, he recalled Lady Jing'an's instructions and the awkward and embarrassed look on his face when he handed her the box.

She finally understood why her mother insisted that she watch it alone, at most with Fu Han present.

And she also understood why her mother said that she didn't need to worry about anything, she could just lie down and let Fu Han handle everything else.

But……

Mother!

You are my own mother!

You may be too embarrassed to say it, but you could at least remind your daughter!

If you don't say anything, your daughter will have no idea what's inside!

Fu Hanlai waited for a while, and seeing that Jiang Xuelin still hadn't come to her senses, he knew that this time the shock was really too great. He carefully reached out and grabbed the open picture book, trying to put the book away again while Jiang Xuelin was still in a daze.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuelin was indeed not in a daze at first, but as a perceptive person, how could Fu Hanlai's actions not be hidden from her? She naturally came to her senses.

Fu Hanlai was startled and quickly stuffed the book back into the box.

"...What do you want? Let me tell you, this has nothing to do with me, and I'm not afraid of you!"

Seeing Fu Hanlai's flushed face, and recalling the scene she had just seen in the book, Jiang Xuelin's face suddenly turned red. She was so embarrassed that she almost instinctively kicked him.

"Ahhh!"