Jiang Jinwang untied the straps of her swimsuit.

He peeled away all the annoying dampness from her body, one by one.

Only her own remains.

Shen Zhiyi lay supine on the dark silk quilt.

Her hair spread out like seaweed.

Her milky skin, glistening with moisture, gradually flushed with a shy blush under his almost tangible, invasive gaze.

It's as beautiful as a medieval oil painting.

It is achieved by applying the finest pigments, resulting in a rich and delicate texture.

A mix of rich and complex colors.

Yet, all of these elements blend together in her to form the purest, most unified whole.

Vibrant and fragrant.

It leaps off the page.

Jiang Jinwang pressed down on him.

He recaptured those alluring lips.

He pried open her teeth and, amidst her instinctive cries of pain, kissed her passionately, demanding more.

As if to compensate him for his patience these past few days, she gave him a vengeful deep kiss.

He swallowed her breath.

Enjoy her trembling.

But those large, calloused hands, true to their medical instincts, examined the painting inch by inch.

The ground touched by rough fingertips.

Everything is continuous and soft.

He crumpled the paint and played with the myriad colors.

Desire is smeared on paper.

It arouses even deeper, more agonizing yearnings in the darkness.

Those fleeting, romantic thoughts have long since become indistinguishable as to whether they belong to her or him.

They were all tangled up in that chaotic mess.

If you looked down from above, you could see his bulging back muscles, powerfully controlling her beneath him.

Just like their intertwined desires.

It came on strong.

Capture them simultaneously.

Jiang Jinwang sat up.

Looking at Shen Zhiyi, whose mind had long been drained and who was trembling like a fallen leaf.

The pure white and soft Chen Zhiyi.

He lay there amidst the black silk, a deep sense of peace.

His small gesture.

Jiang Jinwang felt an overwhelming surge of love.

She is so lovely and pitiful.

He hasn't actually done anything to her yet.

It was just a kiss.

Some slightly rough soothing teasing.

She could no longer bear it.

He touched her face, showering her cheeks with countless gentle kisses that were still wet with tears.

He sucked away her tears.

He watched as she lifted her wet eyelashes and looked at him with misty, sticky, and bewildered eyes.

He remained silent.

But it was the most powerful hook, drawing him involuntarily to her.

I would gladly offer my soul.

Jiang Jinwang's heart skipped a beat.

A fire reignited within her.

Even though it was clearly him who was being scorched by the flames.

"Jiang Jinwang...don't..." She dodged those burning hot hands.

But he had no intention of letting her go.

He lifted her legs together and pulled her close.

Bending down, lowering my head...

"ah!"

Shen Zhiyi screamed.

He instantly surrendered his rationality.

...

The weather in the mountains is unpredictable.

Outside, dark clouds had gathered without anyone noticing.

The thick clouds, brimming with moisture, finally gave way to a downpour after being struck by lightning.

It happened suddenly.

It plummeted to the ground.

Continuous and unending.

The plants and trees in the mountains peeked out, unfurling their leaves and branches, greedily drinking in this divinely bestowed dew.

The villa was also soaked by the heavy rain.

Shen Zhiyi opened her blurry eyes and looked out the window.

It was as if I could see my own soaked soul being submerged from head to toe by the heavy rain.

She couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

The rain is coming in from outside.

Just like the mist swirling in the hot spring, it rose from the pool water and from her body.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Close your eyes and bite your fingertips.

...

The weather outside the window remained terrible.

Lightning was still moving through the clouds.

Rich and vibrant colors.

Greed is terrifying.

Fierce lightning swept through every gap in the clouds, as if scavenging every possible chance for rain to fall again.

The sound of rain outside the window drowned out the crying inside the house.

Shen Zhiyi cried for an unknown amount of time, her sobs becoming intermittent.

She grabbed Jiang Jinwang's hair.

It sounded like a rejection.

Yet, beyond her conscious awareness, she pulled him even closer to her.

Jiang Jinwang knelt before her and raised his head.

Seeing her face broken by tears, he sighed, bent down, and wiped away her tears with his thumb.

"Xiao Yi..."

"baby……"

He called her name with boundless affection.

His gaze, however, was dark and filled with the deepest possessiveness. He pressed down on her, wanting to kiss her again.

Shen Zhiyi turned her head away.

"don't want……"

She resisted the kiss.

"Why are you hiding?" Jiang Jinwang chuckled, pinching her chin and forcing her to turn her head and look up at his teasing gaze.

"Dislike yourself?"

Shen Zhiyi blushed, "You, you let go..."

"I won't let go."

His expression hardened.

He leaned down and kissed her fiercely.

Like the raging storm outside, this kiss, with its utterly possessive intent, stole her breath again.

When he let go, Shen Zhiyi's face was already flushed.

She pushed and shoved him, feeling extremely ashamed.

"Jiang Jinwang, you've gone too far."

She turned her head away.

Her nose was red, and her eyes were red too.

Jiang Jinwang chuckled softly and touched her nose with the tip of his nose.

"I'm only being unreasonable with you."

He coaxed her in the gentlest of words.

But the force in his hands was deep and brutal.

He understands her.

He knew perfectly well her every preference and boundary.

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