Chapter 192 This time, burn mine first.

Seeing his awkward expression, as if he didn't want to talk about it, Shen Yuepo helplessly withdrew her hand.

It's obviously futile to reason with someone who's so jealous.

She stood up, deciding to put the topic aside for the time being: "I'm going to take a shower."

Feng Jin remained seated, his gaze following her retreating figure as she walked towards the bedroom.

Feng Jin only slowly stood up after hearing the bathroom door close softly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he strode towards the bathroom.

Just as Shen Yuepo unbuttoned her outer garment and was about to take it off, the bathroom door was pushed open without warning.

After they became a couple, she indeed didn't have the habit of locking the door behind her.

At that moment, looking at the tall, upright figure at the door, her cheeks flushed instantly, and she subconsciously pulled her clothes tighter.

"What...what are you doing here?"

Feng Jin's gaze fell on her flushed face, and a certain undercurrent was swirling in his dark golden eyes.

He walked in, closed the door behind him, and shut out the outside world.

"bath."

Seeing his matter-of-fact manner, Shen Yuepo's heart inexplicably raced. She forced herself to remain calm and said, "Then you go first."

After saying that, she was about to walk around him and leave.

Feng Jin was faster, reaching out and grabbing her wrist. The force wasn't strong, but it carried an undeniable dominance.

He looked down at her, a dangerous flame flickering in his eyes, and parted his thin lips to utter two words: "Together."

Before Shen Yuepo could react, Feng Jin had already raised his hand and turned on the shower with a "whoosh".

Warm water poured down instantly, soaking the two of them like a sudden rain.

Crystalline water droplets splashed onto Shen Yuepo's body, instantly soaking her thin clothes and clearly outlining the graceful curves of her chest.

The soaked fabric became almost transparent, its allure enhanced by the shimmering moisture.

Shen Yuepo gasped in surprise and instinctively struggled to back away.

However, this tiny struggle caused the outlined curves to rub against Feng Jin's solid chest.

This unconscious teasing instantly ignited Feng Jin's long-suppressed desire.

Deep within his dark golden pupils, it seemed as if ghostly flames were burning fiercely, almost incinerating his reason.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his breathing became heavy and hot.

Shen Yuepo felt his body tense up instantly and his burning gaze that seemed to devour her; her cheeks burned intensely.

She pressed her hand against his burning chest, trying to create some distance, her voice trembling with embarrassment and barely perceptible tremor:

"Feng Jin! You...you've been reading some random...guide again?!"

Feng Jin's gaze was fixed on her flushed cheeks, misted by the steam, watching the tears and panic welling up in her eyes.

He stretched out his fingers, which were scalding hot, and slowly traced the contours of her cheek.

His voice was deep and magnetic, full of dangerous allure:

"No," he denied, lowering his head to whisper in her ear, his hot breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe. "It's just... applying what I've learned to other situations..."

His lips almost touched her earlobe, his voice husky with a hint of smugness, "I've always... learned very well."

As the last word fell, his kiss landed on her prominent collarbone.

Cool lips pressed against warm skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Hmm..."

Caught off guard, Shen Yuepo let out a short, rapid gasp from deep in his throat, his body going limp for a moment.

Feng Jin's kisses did not stop; instead, they spread like wildfire, gently meandering down her neck.

In this steamy, private space, he branded a burning mark on her neck.

He whispered in her ear in a low voice, almost audible only to the two of them: "Shen Yuepo..."

His voice was filled with possessiveness, "I'm jealous of him."

"Even if you don't have memories of your past life... I'm still jealous that you once became his disciple."

Each word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his chest, carrying lingering jealousy and obsession.

Shen Yuepo's body went limp from his kisses, and her consciousness became somewhat hazy.

Hearing his words, filled with grievance and possessiveness, gently touched the softest part of my heart.

She mustered her last shred of clarity, raised her slightly trembling hand, and gently kneaded his earlobe with a soothing gesture.

Her voice, soft and moistened by the moisture, rang clearly in his ears: "But Feng Jin, the only person I've ever loved is you."

"So...you don't need to be jealous of him..."

Even though she only had a small part of her memories from her previous life, she could clearly feel that she had no love for Yun Jingyan whatsoever.

Shen Yuepo's simple and straightforward confession was like a spark thrown into dry tinder, instantly burning away the last vestiges of Feng Jin's rationality.

The last trace of restraint in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by a blazing fire capable of incinerating everything.

He suddenly lowered his head, and with a punitive intent, bit her soft lower lip.

"Ugh...!"

Shen Yuepo let out a painful groan, but it was quickly swallowed up by the kiss that followed.

Shen Yuepo was kissed so hard she couldn't open her eyes, her gaze hazy, her eyelashes trembling wetly, and tiny droplets of water welling up from the corners of her eyes.

Feng Jin pinned her against the wall, pressing her against him from top to bottom without leaving any gaps.

Every part of his body was burning hot, which was clearly transmitted to her through his soaked clothes.

Especially that place, with an unstoppable momentum.

And then there were the light, sucking kisses on her collarbone...

All the stimulation felt like an electric current, coursing wildly through her entire body.

"ah……"

Unable to contain herself, Shen Yuepo let out a short whimper, her eyes instantly tinged with an alluring crimson.

Feng Jin clearly sensed her changes and her body's invitation.

He raised his hand and gently waved it over himself.

In an instant, all his soaked clothes turned into specks of pale blue light and dissipated into the steam.

His strong and perfect physique was on full display, every muscle exuding power.

He lowered his head, bringing his voice close to her reddened ear again, his voice hoarse and barely audible: "This time... burn mine first."

Before he could finish speaking, his burning lips had already traveled down her wet neck, spreading like wildfire.

Finally, it landed on the curves outlined by the soaked clothes...

The warm water still flowed with a gurgling sound, and the rising steam blurred the entangled figures.

The cold, tiled walls contrasted sharply with the burning heat of the body.

Suppressed gasps and faint sobs mingled together in this steamy space.