Chapter Seventy-Six: Heavy Desire

The world suddenly spun around her, and her back sank into the soft mattress. Jiang Chuan's hot breath briefly withdrew, causing her to involuntarily tilt her head back to look.

He was looking down at him, his eyes as black and bright as apple cores, swirling with unfamiliar desire. This sight of Jiang Chuan made Lin Yu's heart skip a beat, a secret anticipation rising amidst the unfamiliarity.

He took off his torn shirt and flicked open the belt buckle with his long, slender fingers, a move that was both elegant and dangerous.

The moonlight poured down like quicksilver, outlining Jiang Chuan's taut muscles. The veins on his arms were prominent, and the grooves of his abdominal muscles undulated in the interplay of light and shadow, making him exceptionally alluring.

Lin Yu's gaze gleamed like that of a hungry wolf, his eyes burning with undisguised desire.

Her gaze followed the contours of his abdominal muscles downwards, and just as she was about to touch the danger zone, she turned her head away in embarrassment, only to have her head pulled back by Jiang Chuan's chin in the next second.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's not like we haven't seen it before!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu seized the opportunity to bite the mischievous fingertip, her heart pounding like a drum, and a wicked thought arose in her mind. She reached out and forcefully rubbed the area she dared not look at.

Jiang Chuan's throat bobbed heavily. Before she could pull her hand back, her wrist was grabbed and she was pressed into the mattress.

Jiang Chuan pressed down without saying a word, biting his earlobe hard.

Lin Yu instinctively arched his back to avoid Jiang Chuan, but in the next second, Jiang Chuan grabbed his waist with both hands and dragged him back effortlessly. Under his hands, he was stripped naked in no time, like peeling a boiled egg.

The moment their skin touched, Lin Yu trembled as he met Jiang Chuan's gaze. His eyes were too naked, becoming unusually bright in the heat of passion, as if he wanted to feel more evidence of love from the other's eyes, which were consumed by desire.

The hair tie had broken off at some point, and her long hair, like seaweed, spread across the pure white pillow. Jiang Chuan was like a bonfire in the dark night, burning her with heat.

In the flames, she saw her own distorted form: disheveled long hair, flushed cheeks, and a longing that even she herself didn't recognize. She instinctively tried to close her legs, but Jiang Chuan pushed them apart with his knee.

Lin Yu closed her eyes, letting Jiang Chuan dominate her senses. His fingers, as if carrying electricity, ignited flames on her body. As he penetrated deeper, a broken sob escaped her lips.

Lin Yu's fingernails dug deep into the muscles of his back, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, leaving several shallow marks on his protruding spine.

The waves crashed against the rocks, propelling her higher. The world gradually shrank until only the part that connected them remained, and all the pain and resentment melted away in her sweat and gasps.

Jiang Chuan looked at Lin Yu, who was almost unconscious, her full, red lips slightly parted, all resistance and cunning completely disappearing from her eyes.

At this moment, she was completely attached to him, like a bamboo leaf in the mountains, her ripe body swaying with each impact.

He could no longer resist the urge to possess her completely, so he lowered his head, took her delicate chin in his mouth, and wrapped his arms around her with all his might.

Tiny beads of sweat accumulated on her collarbone, slowly trickling down her undulating curves and onto the skin of the two people pressed tightly together.

Lin Yu could feel his restless heart pounding against his ribs, his blood roaring in his ears. A dark impulse surged up from his tailbone, following the surging invasion of Jiang Chuan.

The chirping of insects outside the window completely disappeared. She trembled and cried incessantly, her whole being steaming like a pot of water about to boil.

Before the overwhelming pleasure engulfed them both, Jiang Chuan suddenly stopped, held Lin Yu's head, and forced her to open her eyes and look at him.

"Banban," he whispered, his warm breath brushing against her face, sweat dripping from his taut jaw onto her chest. "Who am I?"

Lin Yu stared blankly at him, her mind clouded by pleasure. She trembled uncontrollably, as if she were about to die in his arms at any moment.

Jiang Chuan lightly patted her bottom as punishment, eliciting a gasp from her. Tears welled up instantly, but Jiang Chuan took them into his mouth and swallowed them gently as his Adam's apple bobbed.

"Jiang...ah..."

Her voice was shattered by the impact. The response was an even deeper retribution. A blinding white light exploded before Lin Yu's eyes, and she felt as if she had been tossed to the crest of a wave and plunged into the deep sea, completely lost in the sensory storm created by Jiang Chuan.

When the pleasure accumulated to an unbearable level, she unconsciously bit his shoulder, letting out a breathy sound like a sigh as this most vulnerable moment arrived.

"Ha...Jiang...Chuan!"

Lin Yu had no idea how many times she had been tormented that night; the bathtub and floor were a complete mess. She was in a semi-conscious state, waking up and falling asleep repeatedly in exhaustion.

Outside the window, the forgotten chirping of insects resurfaced in the night. In a hazy state, she felt herself being lifted up, and warm water enveloped her weary body, washing away the traces of lovemaking.

"It's three o'clock?" she guessed in a hoarse voice as she was put back on the bed, the voice sounding almost unlike her own.

"You really need to train harder, Banban." Jiang Chuan's stamina was amazing, and he still had the mood to chuckle lightly above her head, wiping her half-dry hair with a towel.

The newly changed sheets smelled of sunshine. Lin Yu sank into the soft pillows, too tired to even lift his eyelids. He grumbled irritably, "What kind of decent person would stay up all night? You're really too lustful."

She tried to reach for her phone on the bedside table to check the time, but her strength gave out, and she could only let her aching arm limply drape back onto the edge of the bed. "We promised to watch the sunrise..."

Jiang Chuan's gaze swept over the fresh bite marks on her shoulder blades, his voice tinged with a satisfied laugh. "Perhaps we can wait until tomorrow to go."

"No, I'd rather die than not go."

Driven by his competitive spirit, Lin Yu suddenly sat up and gasped.

The clothes scattered on the floor resembled the wreckage of a fierce battle. Looking at the mess in the room, she was suddenly grateful that this guesthouse was deserted for miles around.

If it were my own poorly soundproofed rental apartment, the neighbors would probably be knocking on my door by now.

Jiang Chuan placed his warm palm on her lower back, massaging her tense and sore muscles with just the right amount of pressure. "Making love won't kill you, baby."

He turned and took neatly folded clothes from the coat rack, laying them out one by one on the bedside table. "But staying up late is okay."

"It's all your fault." Lin Yu muttered, her face flushed, as she grabbed her clothes and struggled to put them on.

"It's your birthday today, so we should at least have some kind of celebration."

To avoid staying up all night, Lin Yu decided to stay up all night. The two quickly tidied up and drove towards Chenluo Mountain in the morning light.

The journey wasn't long; they reached the foot of the mountain before dawn. There weren't many people along the way, and Jiang Chuan skillfully maneuvered the steering wheel, parking the car beside a wide-open meadow at the summit.

"Get some sleep, I'll wake you up when it's light." He reclined the passenger seat and pulled a wool blanket from the trunk to cover Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was so sleepy that his eyelids were drooping, so he let Jiang Chuan wrap him up like a spring roll and lean back in his chair to fall into a deep sleep.

The sky was still an indigo silk, but the mountain ridges had already turned a crab-shell blue. The sea of ​​clouds lay sprawled at the bottom of the valleys, like a silk quilt stretched flat by an invisible hand, occasionally ruffled by the morning breeze, revealing the sleeping tea fields below.

Jiang Chuan rarely sleeps, and now, leaning against the car window, he felt a strange excitement. He lowered the window, pursed his lips, and silently gazed at the increasingly bright golden edge of the horizon, waiting for the sunrise.

The first rays of dawn pierced through the clouds, and the monitoring tower on the mountaintop, like a burning torch, instantly ignited the entire sky.

The rosy light surged down along the veins of the bamboo, and the entire bamboo forest seemed to become the strings of a harp of light, trembling the bamboo leaves and playing a golden melody in the morning light.

The sun slowly emerged from the sea of ​​clouds, the clouds changing from iron gray to orange-pink, and then to gilded, like embers burning in a coal fire.

The mountain's shadow stretched infinitely, falling into the western valley, as if the night was reluctantly making its exit, dragging the earth along for a final farewell.

Jiang Chuan's palm covered Lin Yu's warm hand. At this moment, they had both arrived at the same destination as the morning mist covering the mountains. Lin Yu slowly woke up to the gentle touch, opened his eyelids, and was instantly overwhelmed by a vast expanse of orange sunrise.

She paused for a moment, then let out a belated gasp, turning her head to see Jiang Chuan's profile. The morning breeze blew through the half-open car window, ruffling his unkempt black hair, and the sunlight gilded his handsome features.

He squinted slightly in the morning light, like the most vibrant stroke in this painting of dawn. "Why didn't you wake me up!" Lin Yu threw off the thin blanket, his voice still carrying the languidness of someone just waking up.

Jiang Chuan did not answer her question, but continued to gaze at the burning clouds on the horizon.

"Let's get married?" he said calmly, his interlocked fingers suddenly tightening.

Lin Yu's breath hitched slightly as he stared in disbelief at Jiang Chuan's profile. The morning light danced between his deep-set eyes, and the shadows of his eyelashes flickered with the changing light.

She felt the thin layer of sweat on her palm seeping into Jiang Chuan's skin. The warmth of his palm seeped through their skin, and the pressure in his hand increased.

You can refuse.

Jiang Chuan spoke, his voice low and deep. "Only when a person faces rejection can they truly understand what they want. I hope that you will always do things according to your own heart."

Lin Yu stared at Jiang Chuan for a long time. Jiang Chuan's expression was indifferent, but he refused to look back at Lin Yu. His profile looked particularly lonely in the light and shadow.

Her heart softened suddenly. Looking at his taut jawline, she said softly, "I'm just surprised."

Jiang Chuan finally turned his head to look at Lin Yu, raised his hand to tuck a strand of her wind-blown hair behind her ear, his fingertips lingering briefly on her earlobe, a gentle smile appearing in his eyes. "Didn't we just talk about this last night?"

Lin Yu smiled and reached out, playfully flicking his thick eyelashes with her fingertips. "I thought you couldn't trust anything a man said in bed!"

"Banban!" Jiang Chuan caught her mischievous hand and gently pressed her soft fingertips. "I will never lie to you!"