Su Qian took the black fungus ointment for five days, and by this time, her menstruation had ended.

Based on her understanding of Yan Xuanye, she was afraid that he would ask about this matter tonight. Su Qian couldn't help but worry for herself.

She secretly thought that no matter what, she must get through these two days.

…

Sure enough, in the evening, Yan Xuanye came to her tent on time.

He looked like he had just taken a shower, his hair was slightly wet and his body was still wet. It might be because the weather was cold, so he came with a chill.

He just stood there, and the two of them just looked at each other, and Su Qian understood what he was thinking.

Yan Xuanye was not in a hurry and stood in front of the charcoal brazier to warm himself by the fire.

He was only wearing an inner garment, which was loose at this moment, with the collar half-open revealing his slender neck, and his chest muscles were faintly visible due to the action of warming himself by the fire.

Su Qian looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds, "You came here dressed like this?"

Yan Xuanye raised his eyebrows, his expression somewhat unfocused, looking both ruffian and bad. He jokingly said, "It was only opened after entering your tent."

"Before, I was dressed neatly."

The smile in his eyes was profound, like a complete jerk. "Qianqian just glanced at me several times. What? Do you like me very much?"

The green earring on his left ear reflected the candlelight, making him look wild and flamboyant, just like his personality.

There was a hint of teasing in his words, "Or maybe Qianqian doesn't like others seeing me like this, so I can only hide it from Qianqian?"

Yan Xuanye is really...bad.

Su Qian: “…”

Su Qian couldn't bear to watch and silently looked away.

She had never seen such a person before. Although there were students who had premature love when she was in school, they usually did it secretly. There was no one as flamboyant and unruly as him. He was simply bad to the core.

Not long after, Yan Xuanye blew out the candle and walked towards her slowly. Su Qian felt his movements, and before she could even step back, Yan Xuanye put his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

…

In an instant, a hot kiss came down. Su Qian subconsciously dodged, and Yan Xuanye's kiss immediately fell on her cheek.

Seeing her avoiding him, Yan Xuanye frowned and asked unhappily, "What are you hiding from?"

Su Qian had no choice but to lie, "My period hasn't finished yet."

She guessed that Yan Xuanye would not be so shameless as to explore this matter.

Yan Xuanye seemed unconvinced: "Hasn't it been seven days?"

She secretly warned herself not to feel guilty, because if she did, he would find out that she was lying.

So, she pretended to be calm and said, "The weather is cold in winter. The doctor told me before that I have qi deficiency and blood stasis, so it is normal that my menstrual blood is not easily discharged."

"So," she paused, "you'll have to wait another three or four days."

Yan Xuanye didn't say anything and seemed to be thinking.

The light outside the tent was dim, and so was his eyes. There was a subtle light in his deep eyes, and he stared at her with such burning gaze.

Su Qian thought he wouldn't agree. After a while, he said calmly, "I'll ask the doctor to come over tomorrow to take a look at you and prescribe a good prescription. You'll be fine after a period of treatment."

Su Qian knew that she couldn't escape this time, so she had to agree. If she refused again, he would definitely become suspicious.

Or maybe he has become suspicious, or is a little dissatisfied, but just hasn't exposed her.

He chose to hold back for the moment and see what she would do.

…

In the dark night, his voice was gentle and affectionate, his hand couldn't help but caress her cheek, and he called her name one by one.

Just like his tone, his kiss was also gentle and light at first.

Later, he slowly increased his strength as he turned around. The refreshing aura of the man swept over her like an overwhelming force, invading her and gradually developing into a prairie fire, burning her whole body...

Su Qian wanted to escape, but Yan Xuanye held her body tightly and crushed her with a fierce force, as if he wanted to squeeze her into his bones and blood.

Yan Xuanye is like a jar of wine that has been treasured for many years.

Good wine is not astringent. It is sweet when you first taste it, and it is as mellow and smooth as silk. It has a rich and delicate taste, soft and lingering, with a long aftertaste that makes people love it.

But if you overdo it and take a few sips, the wine's pungent, wild aroma will be released. It's like a jungle beast suddenly leaping out, instantly making you dizzy and weak, bringing you the most primitive heat and excitement.

This is what Su Qian is like at this moment.

Her eyes were blurry and blurred, her whole body was weak, as if she was drunk, her eyes were slightly tipsy, and she looked radiant and beautiful, affectionate and charming, and could only let Yan Xuanye toss her around.

His eyes were fixed on her. Su Qianrou's boneless, ready-to-be-plucked appearance deeply stimulated him. He felt an inexplicable surge of irritation in his body. In a moment of excitement, he involuntarily stretched out his big hand to tug at her collar...

Su Qian suddenly woke up and became panicked. If she let him tear off her dress, she would not be able to hide her menstruation.

She suddenly stretched out her hand to stop him, and shouted his name in horror, "Yan Xuanye!"

"You promised me!"

He said nothing, but kept kissing her, as if he wanted to block her lips. No matter how she turned her head and struggled, she couldn't break free.

The thick big hand held the back of her head, and the other big hand touched her plump softness through the soft fabric.

His voice was hoarse, as if he was begging, "Qianqian, stop playing with me."

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