He forced himself to calm down, and beckoned Dingdang to come inside to help Jiang Luoluo bathe and change, while he himself hurried toward the side room.
I had hot pot tonight, and I still smell of garlic all over. I need to wash myself thoroughly.
Otherwise, when I hold the lady later, won't she be disliked?
Amidst the rising steam of hot water, Xie Yi quickly washed himself, dressed neatly, and lightly applied the refreshing scent of pine and cypress before striding towards the main house.
Meanwhile, inside the main house, Jiang Luoluo had finished bathing, and Dingdang helped her dry her dark hair.
Jiang Luoluo's long, black hair was loose and flowing; she had changed into a soft nightgown.
Sitting in front of the dressing table, Dingdang gently combed the princess's black hair in front of the bronze mirror.
The door creaked open, and a tall, imposing figure stepped into the room.
Seeing this, Dingdang smiled slightly, bowed, and left, closing the door behind her.
Xie Yizhi's eyes darkened, and his gaze fell directly on the woman in front of the bronze mirror.
She casually draped a light-colored nightgown over her shoulders, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone. Her dark hair made her small face even more charming and beautiful.
But the thing is, she was barefoot!
Xie Yizhi frowned slightly, took a few steps forward, bent down and picked her up by the waist, carrying her to the bed.
Jiang Luoluo gasped in surprise, and the next second she was pressed down onto the soft brocade quilt.
Xie Yizhi leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers, his voice low and husky: "Luo Luo, I can't wait any longer..."
Surrounded by his aura, Jiang Luoluo looked up at his handsome face and couldn't help but feel her breath quicken and her heart pound.
She tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling, and scenes from TV dramas flashed through her mind.
Following his example, she slowly reached out and gently caressed his waist, her fingertips trembling slightly, as she unbuckled his belt.
The loose hem of her clothes slipped down, and the scent became even more lingering.
Xie Yizhi's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes grew darker, like a hungry wolf lurking in the snow, finally capturing its prey.
The room was enchanting, with flickering candlelight.
The full moon hangs high, dresses flutter, fish and water make love, and whispers dissipate into the long night.
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