As Shen Changji stared at Su Miao's bold actions, his breath caught in his throat, and a surge of heat rose within him.
Su Miao kissed Shen Changji, her kiss carrying a light, tentative intent.
But the next second, the man lifted her waist and intensified the kiss, turning it from gentle to passionate and ardent...
Shen Changji felt that he, who was usually calm and self-controlled, easily lost control when he was with her.
The entanglement of their lips and tongues gradually shattered their long-dormant rationality...
The long, silent kiss was wild and passionate, and Su Miao couldn't help but moan softly as he pulled her down into the boiling passion.
But just then, there was a rapid knocking on the door.
"Master! The old lady wants to see you, it seems to be about the second young master!"
Fang Xing's voice rang out from outside the door.
A sound broke the idyllic atmosphere inside the room.
At this moment, Shen Changji buried his face in Su Miao's shoulder, his eyes still filled with affection.
"master?"
Seeing that there was no sound inside, and that Shen Changji hadn't come out either, Fang Xing couldn't help but call out a couple more times.
Su Miao gently pushed him and reached out to straighten her clothes. "Brother, go ahead and get busy."
His deep, silent eyes were dark and brooding, and the veins on his hands, which were supporting Su Miao's waist, were faintly visible.
He picked up the clothes beside him, got up and put them on, secretly adjusting his breathing.
Hearing the rustling of clothes inside, Fang Xing realized that he had probably... done something he shouldn't have done again!
But the old lady was urging them really urgently.
Although Su Miao had always lived in the side courtyard, she had heard quite a few things about this scoundrel Shen Xiaochen.
Grandma is so anxious, she guesses he's gotten into trouble again.
Su Miao got up and walked to Shen Changji, took his outer robe and put it on him, then took his belt.
However, since it was her first time touching these things with a man, she was inevitably a little flustered.
Shen Changji looked at Su Miao, who was only up to his chest, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
"No, that's not right... It seems like that..." she murmured to herself.
Su Miao was studying the object in her hand with great concentration.
Although she also has a belt, it doesn't have to be this complicated.
She tried it three times, but...
Su Miao couldn't help but frown, looking somewhat troublesome.
Looking at Su Miao now, the light and shadow on her profile added a touch of gentleness and obedience, making her appear much more approachable than before, having shed her usual overly seductive demeanor.
He couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.
But no matter what, her appearance is undeniably beautiful.
Su Miao was annoyed by the belt, regardless of whether it looked good or not.
She simply tied Shen Changji up casually.
"So impatient?"
"You don't teach me... all I do is watch! Anyway, it's not me who will look bad when we go out!" she muttered.
This man acts like a big shot!
She was tired and didn't want to serve her anymore.
"This is too difficult for you? You're not really that good at it, are you?"
Chen Changji unbuckled his belt, re-tied it, and glanced at Su Miao.
"I can't do this, but I'm particularly good at something else."
As Su Miao spoke, she met a long, silent gaze.
"A particularly good face-changing expert?" the man said dismissively.
Upon hearing this, Su Miao's face darkened.
What do you mean she's incredibly good at changing her expression?
Despite her dissatisfaction, she still wore a smile on her face, her fingertips gently hooking the heavy, long belt around her waist.
Although he was hooking the belt, his hand wandered down a little.
"We'll be here."
"It's a pity, though, brother will have to keep it to himself."
When she said those words, her eyes were bright, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved, revealing a playful expression.
His long, silent face darkened slightly.
Before Shen Changji could reply, Su Miao had already left the room.
Although she was gone, the faint fragrance left by Su Miao still lingered in the clean room. Chen Changji let out a soft snort.
She's a master of witty banter.
He only knows the basics; the rest is skillful yet stiff.
When Su Miao left, Fang Xing quickly turned around, not daring to look at her again.
He is honest, upright, loyal, capable, and sincere. He will surely become the master's most outstanding subordinate in the future!
Fang Xing silently cheered himself up.
As Su Miao passed by, she couldn't help but glance at Fang Xing's back, wanting to say something but holding back.
Perhaps it was because she followed her master, but she felt that her silent subordinates... seemed a little abnormal!
From Su Miao's perspective, Fang Xing was facing away from her, giving a thumbs-up while his body stiffened and twitched, occasionally standing on tiptoe, a mixture of excitement and...
Su Miao shook her head, sighed, and turned to leave.
She had just left when Shen Changji followed her back.
When he saw Fang Xing, he was speechless.
"You go kneel for two hours too, and let someone else come over," Chen Changji said calmly, walking straight past Fang Xing.
Upon hearing this, Fang Xing immediately turned around and exclaimed in disbelief.
What wrong has he done this time? He clearly didn't look at Miss Watch!
Fang Xing hurriedly followed Chen Changji's footsteps, crying out, "No! Master!"
Besides, he had just been so considerate as to let Miss Biao go in and deliver the clothes!
Fang Xing felt wronged, and while fiddling with his fingers, he followed behind Shen Changji.
...
The moon shines brightly in the sky, and the night is warm and gentle.
There is a restaurant in a relatively remote and secluded place in the capital.
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and the restaurant was dark and deserted, as if it had been abandoned.
If you don't listen carefully, you won't hear the faint screams of a woman coming from inside.
Liu Jiaojiao lay on her side on the bed, her eyes filled with seductive allure, listening with a look of pure enjoyment to the screams that came from above.
The more pitiful the screams, the more excited she became.
She fiddled with the pale green bracelet in her hand, her eyes glazed with intoxication, feeling the alcohol slide down her body, and hearing the heavy breathing of a man beside her.
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