Chapter 42: "Sheng Sheng, do you want me?"
Xiao Xu stood there for a long time without saying a word.
Yun Sheng's gaze flickered for a moment before she walked straight in, feigning composure as she asked, "Is that not allowed?"
“No, that won’t do.” Xiao Xu bent down, picked up the clothes that had fallen to the ground, and threw them aside.
As Yun Sheng walked, she said in a serious tone, "The wound will worsen if it gets wet. Doctor Liu said we need to be extra careful for the first few days."
Therefore, her behavior of entering the bathhouse was less tense and more justified.
Although she quickly began to wonder why she had to find a reason to come in, since Xiao Xu had always come in without explanation before.
Before Yun Sheng could think further, Xiao Xu lowered his gaze and sat down on the low stool next to the bathtub: "Well, I'll just wipe myself down."
Yun Sheng sat down next to him and helped him unwrap the gauze that had been wrapped around his neck during the day.
There were some bloodstains on the gauze. As the gauze was unwrapped one coil at a time, a bitter medicinal smell filled the room.
Soon after, the gauze was completely removed, revealing the wound.
The room was very humid, so Yun Sheng couldn't see clearly. She bent down and tilted her head to look at him.
Yun Sheng moved closer and closer, and from Xiao Xu's perspective above, it looked as if she were leaning over and pressing herself against him.
Xiao Xu's wound was located on the lower part of his abdomen. Yun Sheng saw that his originally relaxed waist and abdomen gradually tightened, pulling on the wound as if it was about to ooze blood.
She asked anxiously, "Does it hurt?"
"...It doesn't hurt." Xiao Xu swallowed hard, trying to relax his muscles.
Yun Sheng didn't know if he was really not in pain or pretending, but she couldn't bear to look at the hideous wound any longer. She just wanted him to finish cleaning up quickly so he could lie in bed and be more comfortable.
She took a cotton handkerchief from the side, wet it, and wrung it out.
Yun Sheng had never served anyone like this before. Xiao Xu was shirtless, revealing his muscular body, thick arms, and firm back muscles, which made her momentarily at a loss as to where to begin.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Xiao Xu's fingers, which were resting on his knees, twitched slightly, as if he was about to lift them up and take the cotton handkerchief away. So she quickly went around behind him and started wiping his back, which he couldn't reach.
Xiao Xu couldn't see Yun Sheng's figure, so he could only straighten his back silently, trying to make his shoulders and back look broader and his back muscles more defined.
Just as she was tense, Yun Sheng gently pressed her hand down: "Relax a little, you don't need to be so tense."
"..."
Xiao Xu silently relaxed his muscles once again.
Yun Sheng had never actually looked at Xiao Xu's naked appearance so closely before.
Previously, she was usually too embarrassed to look, and couldn't concentrate on looking. Sometimes she was already confused, half-closing her eyes, and before she could see clearly, he pulled her into his arms, and she could only feel it with her cheeks and skin.
Upon closer inspection, she noticed that Xiao Xu also had some old scars on his back.
Of course, it wasn't left when she was aroused. All she left were a few fingernail marks on his shoulder. Although she pinched him deeply at the time, they are now almost invisible.
Some of the scars on Xiao Xu's back looked like knife wounds, some were round, and some were indistinguishable.
It must have been a long time, as the marks are no longer very noticeable, but they are still crisscrossing his back, forming marks that will never completely disappear.
Xiao Xu sensed that the movement behind him had stopped for a while, so he turned his head slightly.
Yun Sheng asked in a low voice, "Did you get injured often before?"
"It wasn't all injuries from others; bumps and bruises are inevitable when practicing riding, archery, and martial arts."
Xiao Xu spoke casually, but Yun Sheng felt a little uneasy listening to him.
She suddenly realized that even Xiao Xu himself couldn't see these scars; only she, as his wife, could see them.
If she doesn't care, it seems no one will cherish his pain.
Fortunately, she felt sorry for him.
After wiping his back, Yun Sheng went around to the front without offering to hand the handkerchief to Xiao Xu. Instead, she soaked and wrung it out again to wipe his chest.
She moved very gently, using the same force she used when bathing, while also being mindful of Xiao Xu's injury.
But for Xiao Xu, this was no different from a caress, and even close to a tease.
He slightly raised his head, the veins on his neck bulging upwards, his jaw taut with distinct lines. His gaze swept past Yun Sheng's face, only noticing her slightly reddened earlobes and the sideburns behind her ears.
He couldn't help but turn to look at her, and saw that she was focused and without any distractions, as if she were studying her lessons.
Ironically, this expression made Xiao Xu's eyes well up with tears, and he felt her subtle strength on his chest, while his lower abdomen tightened intensely.
Xiao Xu leaned back slightly and instinctively reached out to block.
Yun Sheng asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's a little itchy, press harder."
Xiao Xu looked at the roof beam and heard Yun Sheng say "oh." Sure enough, the pressure he felt on his chest increased a little.
Just a little bit.
He felt as if his chest was on fire, and could only say in a hoarse voice, "Sheng Sheng, harder."
Yun Sheng frowned, not understanding why he kept telling her to use more force, and said seriously, "It can be wiped clean, don't worry."
"..."
At this point, Xiao Xu tightened his lips and remained silent.
Finally, Yun Sheng finished wiping her chest and turned to soak the cotton handkerchief. Xiao Xu breathed a silent sigh of relief.
Then, a damp, warm cotton cloth was placed on his waist and abdomen.
Yun Sheng bent down and got very close, just like when she checked his wound earlier, but this time she avoided getting water on Xiao Xu's wound so she could see it clearly.
She stayed there for a long time, her movements light and her breathing even lighter.
The bath beans that had been soaked had the same scent that Xiao Xu was used to, but his nostrils were filled with the soft fragrance of Yun Sheng.
Xiao Xu closed his eyes, feeling aroused by her charm. He had bullied her too much before Qixi Festival, and they hadn't done it for several days.
It wasn't that he had just confessed his feelings and was still injured, so this was all he could think about; it was just that the warm breath wafting around him was unbearable.
Xiao Xu didn't know how much time had passed, or perhaps not so long, but in any case, it felt like an eternity. Finally, Yun Sheng finished wiping his upper body.
Then she turned around and, while washing the cotton handkerchief, said, "Take off your pants..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yun Sheng heard a slightly urgent rustling sound behind her, turned around, and saw Xiao Xu with his arm blocking his thigh.
Xiao Xu said calmly, "I can do it myself."
A few drops of water dripped down. Yun Sheng looked down, paused for a moment by his arm, and then looked away.
She quickly wrung out the cotton handkerchief and shoved it into Xiao Xu's hand: "Okay, alright, I'll take a bath later."
After saying that, Yun Sheng turned around and quickly left the bathhouse.
Stepping out of the steamy room, Yun Sheng felt a little better. She opened a window and took several deep breaths.
Yun Sheng gazed quietly at the moon in the sky, the evening breeze ruffling her hair, her cheeks still slightly warm.
She felt as if a veil of shame had been suddenly lifted between her and Xiao Xu, leaving them unexpectedly naked and vulnerable. Their once intimate and natural marital relationship had actually deteriorated considerably.
My heart races inexplicably when our eyes meet, and I feel a surge of heat as soon as our bodies touch.
Even though they had been intimate many times before, her mind went completely blank when she saw that.
How could this happen?
Yun Sheng didn't understand, and it took her a lot of effort to calm the turmoil in her heart.
When Xiao Xu came out of the bathhouse, he had already changed into a clean set of nightgown.
Yun Sheng asked, "Has the dressing been changed?"
"Hmm." Xiao Xu nodded, walking towards her as if to lift her clothes. "Do you want me to check?"
Yun Sheng choked on her words, "No need."
She glanced at Xiao Xu and slightly raised her chin: "Then let's take a look."
Xiao Xu paused slightly, then raised the corners of his lips and generously lifted the hem of his robe in front of her.
Yun Sheng calmly glanced at Xiao Xu's waist and abdomen, but her eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
She quickly composed herself, took two steps closer, looked around, and said, "Changyu, if you don't become the heir apparent, you could also become a doctor."
What do you mean by that?
Yun Sheng stretched out a finger and poked the neatly tied knot of the gauze on his waist: "Your wound is bandaged so well, it's just as good as the one Dr. Liu bandaged today."
It's much better than the way she carefully bandaged him this morning.
Xiao Xu chuckled as he lowered his robe, but Yun Sheng didn't give him a chance to make fun of him. She told him to quickly lie down on the bed and then called for water to be brought into the room again.
After Yun Sheng finished bathing, Xiao Xu was already on the bed.
However, he did not sleep inside as he had during the day, but instead sat on the outside.
Yun Sheng was still unaware of what was happening and simply asked softly, "Shall we rest now?"
"Um."
"Then I'll turn off the lights."
Yun Sheng extinguished the last candle in the room and, relying on her memory, walked to the bedside in the darkness.
Even after Yun Sheng took off her embroidered shoes and was about to get into bed, Xiao Xu didn't move in. Instead, he protected her and helped her into the bed.
Xiao Xu was injured, so Yun Sheng didn't move as casually as usual, for fear that she might accidentally press down on his waist and abdomen in the dark.
She was too slow, so Xiao Xu simply wrapped his arms around her waist.
Yun Sheng was suddenly pulled into the bed by Xiao Xu's arm.
"Be careful," Yun Sheng scolded playfully.
Xiao Xu didn't answer, but simply continued to place his arm on her waist as if he wouldn't take it off unless she struggled.
Yun Sheng did not struggle, but simply turned over so that her back was to Xiao Xu.
Xiao Xu also turned to the side and pressed his back against hers from behind.
Yun Sheng whispered, "Don't touch the wound."
"Hmm, I didn't encounter it."
He lied again; she could feel the rise and fall of his abdomen with his breathing.
Yun Sheng didn't know if he was doing it on purpose or if he was just used to holding her like that, since they almost always fell asleep in each other's arms like this.
But she still turned around to face him, creating a slight distance between them.
"Sleep like this."
Yun Sheng received no reply after she finished speaking.
She didn't look up, but she could feel the gaze falling on her head.
Xiao Xu was looking at her.
As she watched, her body began to heat up again, and her heart raced. Both reactions were easily noticeable when they were so close to her, which made Yun Sheng's breathing tense. She wanted to tell him to stop looking.
She didn't know what Xiao Xu was looking at, yet she seemed to know.
Since Xiao Xu said those words last night, Lan Ge'er has disappeared, and he was injured after running around all night. They haven't had a chance to quietly face each other.
Is he trying to tell her about what happened last night?
Yun Sheng looked up as if possessed, her eyes meeting Xiao Xu's deep and intense gaze.
She clearly hadn't figured out what to say yet.
The night was quiet, and their eyes met.
Yun Sheng's heartbeat still gave her away.
But intersecting with her was another, deeper, heavier heartbeat.
Xiao Xu's fingers, which were resting on her waist, curled up slightly. He suddenly asked in a low voice, "Sheng Sheng, do you want to kiss me?"
Yun Sheng's heart skipped a beat and couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the other heartbeat.
The sounds around me were faint and chaotic, and the breathing in front of me was heavier.
She parted her lips slightly, feeling she should answer with a "no".
But she didn't hear her own voice. Xiao Xu had already slowly approached and tentatively kissed her forehead.
Yun Sheng's lowered eyelashes trembled, and Xiao Xu's kiss landed on the corner of her eye, then on the tip of her nose, and finally on her lips.
His lips were so hot, as if they were burning, and his probing ended there.
Xiao Xu opened his mouth and kissed her lips, his tongue eagerly prying open her lips and teeth, his large hand reaching inside her clothes from behind her waist.
Yun Sheng felt a shiver run down her spine and trembled sensitively. Her thoughts were instantly scattered by his intense kiss.
The feeling of kissing was not unfamiliar to them, and they had even done more intimate things several times before.
But Yun Sheng felt that the kiss was different this time. She couldn't say what was different, she only knew that her tongue was sucked by him and half of her body went numb and she was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength.
Their lips and tongues intertwined, their warm, moist temperature filling the air, and their bodies, which had been separated by a slight distance, drew ever closer.
Until my knee touched him.
She heard Xiao Xu's sudden, heavy breathing.
Xiao Xu grabbed her leg.
Yun Sheng didn't know if his actions were to stop him or for something else, but her mind cleared up a bit.
The situation was getting out of control, which is why she initially lay down with her back to him.
They would often kiss face to face, and then things would escalate from there.
Xiao Xu's kiss deepened, but Yun Sheng tried her best to remain rational, raising her hand to push against his chest: "No, stop kissing me..."
Xiao Xu released her legs and instead controlled her hands that were pushing her away. He leaned forward even more and pressed down on her, kissing her urgently once more.
Yun Sheng's nightgown opened during the kiss, sliding halfway down her shoulder.
Xiao Xu's lips, burning hot, traveled from her neck down to her shoulder.
Yun Sheng's hands were held together by him, and she couldn't stop him at all. She could only helplessly clutch her disheveled clothes in front of her chest, tilting her head back and panting wildly.
When he kissed her collarbone, she trembled and tightened her fingers to stop him from going any further: "Wait, you really can't, your injury..."
Xiao Xu never hesitates to act recklessly. No matter how patient he is at first, whether he tries to coax her or tease her cruelly, he always ends up being domineering and fierce.
If that happens, his wound will inevitably reopen.
Yun Sheng tried her best to remain rational, still thinking that she would not be led astray by him today.
Xiao Xu's other hand slid down at some point and flicked through the gap.
Yun Sheng suddenly let out a low cry that changed tone.
Xiao Xu stopped kissing her, his gaze fixed on her intently, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't want to, let me help you get it out, okay?"
His lips, glistening from the kiss, moved slowly, inexplicably alluring, easily bewitching one: "Sheng Sheng, do you want me?"
It seems that the window that Yun Sheng had initially opened was closed by Xiao Xu before he got into bed.
Otherwise, how could she feel so hot and humid, her mind so fogged up that she couldn't concentrate on anything rational or thoughtful?
The darkness of night obscures everything around, making it seem as if even doing outrageous and unreasonable things can be concealed and thus allowed to be unrestrained.
But it was still beyond Yun Sheng's expectations.
She simply gave a soft "hmm" before Xiao Xu picked her up.
Her knees touched the soft pillow, which was adorned with a lace trim that clashed with Xiao Xu's temperament, but which she insisted on replacing with a different one.
The rough, irregular openwork trim rubbed against her delicate skin, making her almost unable to kneel.
Xiao Xu looked up at her intently, swallowing hard, his voice dry. Even from below, he seemed like a powerful controller, gently coaxing her into calling his name.
"Sheng Sheng, sit down."
Yun Sheng's legs trembled uncontrollably upon hearing his voice, and she was even too embarrassed to look down at his face.
Sit down, but how do you sit?
Yun Sheng held onto the bed railing, her knees pressing two deep indentations into the pillow.
She didn't dare to look down, but instinctively opened her eyes when she felt helpless.
Looking down, she saw Xiao Xu lick a drop of water that had dripped from his lips.
Yun Sheng let out a soft sob, whether it was crying or something else, her legs went completely limp, and she touched the tip of his nose.
Xiao Xu still stepped in to help her, holding her in his arms, tilting his head back and making a loud thud in his Adam's apple.
Yun Sheng cried and sobbed incessantly.
My legs were so weak that I had no idea whether I had sat down or not.
All she knew was that she was about to be swallowed up, and Xiao Xu's breath was all around her most tender skin.
She wanted to escape, but instead it became a gentle, lingering movement.
She tried to get up, but her legs went weak, and she sat down even more heavily.
The moment her hand slipped from the bed railing and grasped his dark hair, the sound of Xiao Xu swallowing made her collapse completely, tears streaming down her face.
Yun Sheng, breathing heavily, finally left that place.
Through her blurry vision, she saw Xiao Xu raise his hand to wipe his face, his chest heaving dramatically as if he had just regained his breath.
Xiao Xu lay there the whole time, his wounds were not touched at all, but his hair and clothes were all messed up.
He turned his head to look at Yun Sheng: "How enthusiastic you are, Sheng Sheng."
Yun Sheng bit his shoulder in anger, but she didn't have much strength.
Xiao Xu let her bite him, then lowered his head and kissed her hair.
Yun Sheng even avoided this, not letting him kiss her.
Xiao Xu wasn't annoyed and let her go. He then got up to help her clean up.
Just as he was about to move, Yun Sheng suddenly pressed him down.
"Sheng Sheng?"
Xiao Xu was stunned. Yun Sheng pressed her chest firmly against his chest, and then moved her downwards.
Her palms were burning with body heat. She avoided Xiao Xu's wounds, moving not only her hands but her whole body over him.
Yun Sheng was still groping around, and Xiao Xu trembled uncontrollably whenever his breath touched him.
His pupils constricted, but his vision blurred after Yun Sheng moved away, and he could only perceive her through his other senses.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Yun Sheng asked softly.
What do you think?
Xiao Xu was unsure whether this was a reward or a punishment.
She reviewed what she had learned before and tried to do what she needed to do that day.
Stumbling and dawdling.
No progress has been made.
She refused to continue even when told to.
Xiao Xu tensed his jaw and exhaled a long, deep breath.
Controlling Xiao Xu's senses inexplicably excited Yun Sheng. She mischievously pinched him, raising the corners of her lips in the darkness: "Did I hurt you?"
“…No.” Xiao Xu’s voice was hoarse.
He's lying again. It's so heavy, how could it not hurt?
But he didn't seem to feel any pain at all; instead, he became even more excited.
As soon as Yun Sheng let go, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Want it?" Yun Sheng asked slowly.
"Yes." She heard Xiao Xu swallow, but it was different from when he swallowed her earlier.
Yun Sheng now understood why Xiao Xu always liked to bully her.
She may have been led astray by Xiao Xu, or perhaps everyone has this inherent flaw.
She held up a finger and pressed it against him: "What should I say if I want to?"
"Yun Sheng." Xiao Xu gritted his teeth and tried to sit up.
Yun Sheng was more sober than him and moved faster, straddling him, pushing him down, and grabbing him.
"Is that what you wanted to say? That's not how you taught me before."
“Sheng Sheng…”
Xiao Xu exhaled a heavy breath, the sound fading beneath her palm.
Yun Sheng was not as wicked as Xiao Xu, and her curiosity drove her to want to know how Xiao Xu would react.
She shifted, bent down, and brought her breath close to hers again.
Xiao Xu was covered in a light sweat, his muscles were so taut that they were almost too tight to hold, and even the veins on his body were throbbing.
His hand moved from the top of her head to her shoulder, and finally landed on the bed, his hand tightening and loosening repeatedly, carrying an unbearable sense of oppression.
The moment Yun Sheng looked up, she saw for the first time Xiao Xu's dark pupils, which seemed to have been washed clean, remaining clear even in the almost dark night.
He seemed unable to meet Yun Sheng's gaze at this moment, and quickly closed his eyes heavily, his brows furrowing tightly.
Yun Sheng finally lowered her head and kissed him.
Unexpectedly, the same sound that had only come out of her throat appeared in Xiao Xu's mouth.
It was just deeper and more muffled, that moment even more intense than their first time consummating their marriage.
Excitement overload, sensitivity to the limit.
Then Yun Sheng was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.
She just kissed him, and a wave of heat flowed across her chest.
It went on for a long time.
When things finally calmed down, she even forgot her shyness and couldn't help but murmur, "Did I touch you?"
Her voice was so soft that she could barely hear it herself, and Xiao Xu seemed not to hear it either.
His eyes, burning with desire, snapped open, and he immediately saw her moving lips.
Xiao Xu got up, panting, and, unable to bear it any longer, pulled her back up.
"Satisfied?"
He pressed his hand against Yun Sheng's lips, his thumb repeatedly rubbing them.
He used some force, but without any method. Even though his lips were dry, he managed to spread the saliva in his mouth and completely wet them.
After regaining her senses, Yun Sheng noticed a hint of barely concealed anger and embarrassment in his deep eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little smug.
She deliberately tried to tease him: "Are you satisfied?"
However, before she could react to his teasing, Xiao Xu suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist and turned her around in front of him, her back instantly pressed against his chest.
Even with his clothes still on, I could clearly feel his heavy, deep heartbeat.
Before Yun Sheng could even worry about his injury, her nightgown was pulled open.
The threat that had just subsided has returned in the blink of an eye.
Yun Sheng was stunned: "You..."
Xiao Xu kissed her earlobe and finally said what Yun Sheng wanted.
"Please, Sheng Sheng, just once."
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