Chapter 94 Softie, give me another bite?
The sky outside the window was still dark, and the mountain temple was shrouded in a thin, gray-blue mist.
With his biological clock ingrained in his bones, Yan Tingnan would open his eyes precisely at five o'clock.
He held a soft, fragrant body in his arms, Su Ruan curled up, her even breath brushing against his neck.
My gaze followed her smooth back downwards, passing over the specks of red plum blossoms left from last night.
Suddenly, he stopped moving.
My gaze was fixed on the area below her shoulder blade.
A light pink scar, about an inch long, lies across the delicate skin.
The stitch marks are clearly visible and slightly raised.
Not long has passed, and the scar is still very fresh.
Last night, lost in passion and in the dim candlelight, he didn't even notice.
The scar burned my heart.
Su Ruan nuzzled his chest with her nose, hummed unconsciously, and wrapped her legs around him.
Yan Tingnan's eyes suddenly darkened.
He tightened his arms and flipped over, trapping the person beneath him.
The kiss landed on her scar, then on her brow, the tip of her nose, and finally sealed her slightly parted lips.
"Hmm..."
Su Ruan was awakened by a kiss, her eyes still blurry with sleep, and she felt a furry head buried in the crook of her neck.
She reached out and pushed him, mumbling indistinctly.
"Yan Tingnan, it's not dawn yet..."
Are you hungry?
His voice, husky from the early morning, was exceptionally sexy.
Su Ruan was taken aback and subconsciously shook her head.
"Not that kind of hunger."
Yan Tingnan's voice was even lower.
"There's still a bit to go on here."
Su Ruan regained some of her senses.
"Yan Tingnan! What's your zodiac sign?"
"Born in the Year of the Wolf".
He answered crisply and decisively.
"I just had my first meat, and I'm starving."
"Ruanruan, want another bite?"
Su Ruan felt weak all over, her breath unsteady from his teasing, but she remained defiant.
"Teacher Yan's teaching intensity is too high, and the students can't handle it."
"Sweetie, let's make up for the morning lesson."
The morning classes were intense and grueling.
When I opened my eyes again, it was broad daylight.
My whole body felt like it had been disassembled and reassembled; I was so sore and weak that I couldn't move.
The bed beside him was empty, leaving only the hollow space and his cool, refreshing scent.
The sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Su Ruan put on a cardigan, walked barefoot over, and leaned against the door frame.
Yan Tingnan had his back to her.
Dark gray loungewear hung loosely around her slim waist and hips, her upper body bare.
He was looking down, kneading something in his hands.
Su Ruan took a closer look and almost choked!
What he was kneading in his hands was none other than the pink nightgown that had been ravaged beyond recognition last night.
A plain-colored bed sheet was soaking in a wooden basin next to it.
It was the same one in her meditation room, floating and sinking in the water.
This scene is even more shocking than last night's!
This man is assertive and confident at the negotiating table, yet aloof and self-possessed in the Buddhist temple.
Using the same hands that he used to hold prayer beads and chant sutras, he washed her nightgown and rubbed her sheets.
Su Ruan's ears burned, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.
"President Yan's service is excellent."
She deliberately dragged out her tone.
"You do all the washing of the bed sheets yourself?"
Yan Tingnan turned to the side and raised an eyebrow slightly.
"otherwise?"
"Leave evidence for people to see?"
"Shouldn't I be the one cleaning up the mess?"
Silk is delicate, and he handled it with great care in his large hands.
Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat.
These words, spoken by him, were accompanied by his unfathomable eyes.
That's absolutely unfair!
Su Ruan's ears burned, but she stubbornly retorted.
"It was clearly you..."
"Um?"
He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers, his voice low and magnetic.
"Who was it last night...?"
Su Ruan quickly covered his mouth, glaring at him with embarrassment and anger!
"Shut up!"
She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly.
I wrung out my nightgown, and water droplets dripped down.
He picked up the lotus root powder, the soaked cloth clinging transparently to his well-defined fingers.
"It can't be cleaned anymore."
Her fingers traced a faint, ambiguous red mark on her nightgown.
"Leaving a mark is a good thing."
Su Ruan's ears turned bright red as she reached out to grab it.
"You scoundrel! Give it back to me!"
Yan Tingnan easily dodged the attack by raising his arm.
"My spoils of war."
"Yan Tingnan!"
Su Ruan was so angry she jumped up.
Yan Tingnan stopped teasing her and stuffed the wet clothes into her hands.
"Let it air dry."
Then he bent down and picked up the heavy wooden basin.
"The sheets, mine."
Su Ruan hugged her cool nightgown as she watched him steadily carry the basin of incriminating evidence toward the backyard.
The morning light shone through the eaves of the ancient temple and fell on his broad shoulders and back.
The sleeves of his plain clothes, damp with soap suds, were rolled up to his elbows, revealing smooth and powerful lines in his forearms.
Last night, it was these very hands that ignited a raging inferno on her body.
Now, carrying the wooden basin, I walk toward the clothesline.
The extreme contrast sent shivers down Su Ruan's spine.
Su Ruan carried her wet nightgown back to her room and hung it on a hanger in a well-ventilated area.
I opened my suitcase and finally chose a pale yellow cheongsam.
It has a stand-up collar and a slanted placket, with Chinese knot buttons fastened all the way to the chin, and a lustrous pearl adorning the collar.
It was completely covered, leaving no room for leakage.
This is specifically designed to cure the marks left by scoundrels.
She quickly changed and tidied herself up in front of the mirror.
The person in the mirror has a slender neck and deep collarbones.
Last night's ambiguous red marks were carefully hidden under the stand-up collar, leaving only a section of snow-white nape.
Push open the door and go out.
Yan Tingnan was already waiting for her under the eaves.
He changed into clean, plain clothes, his wrists were bare, and he wasn't wearing any Buddhist prayer beads.
His gaze swept over her tightly wrapped cheongsam, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.
He naturally tucked a slightly messy strand of hair behind her ear.
"It's covered up very well."
Su Ruan's eyes flashed horizontally.
"The culprit has no right to comment."
Let's go.
He withdrew his hand and turned around first.
The two walked side by side through the misty corridor.
The vegetarian dining hall is located in a side courtyard.
A few long wooden tables were scattered with a handful of early-rising monks.
The dining hall was steaming hot.
Shen Yu sat at a square table by the window, with congee and side dishes laid out in front of him.
Seeing the two of them come in, he put down his chopsticks, glanced at Su Ruan, and smiled brightly.
Good morning, you two.
Su Ruan greeted him with a smile: "Good morning, Shen Yu."
Yan Tingnan calmly pulled out a chair and let her sit on the inside, while he stood on the outside.
He set out the bowls and chopsticks for her with natural and fluid movements.
Shen Yu picked up the serving chopsticks, took a vegetarian bun, and placed it on the empty plate in front of Su Ruan.
"Try this."
"I went to your meditation room this morning to ask you to have breakfast together, but I knocked on the door for a long time and there was no response."
He spoke casually, as if chatting.
"Are you worried that you might have caught a cold from being caught in the rain?"
Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and her hand holding the spoon paused.
Yan Tingnan paused slightly in his actions as he prepared the porridge.
Su Ruan looked up and met Shen Yu's gaze.
She gave a perfectly timed smile, her tone natural.
"I did get up a little late."
"I had trouble sleeping in this bed last night, and I tossed and turned until almost dawn before I finally fell asleep."
"Later, I simply got up and went for a walk around the back mountain to get some fresh air."
Yan Tingnan gently placed the bowl of porridge in front of her.
"Assistant Su handled an emergency in the rain yesterday and was exhausted. It's normal for her to get some more sleep."
He picked up his bowl, lowered his eyes, and took a sip.
Shen Yu's gaze swept between the two, unaware of the unusual atmosphere between them.
"It's good that you're alright."
"It's humid in these mountains, so it's normal for people to have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds."
He changed the subject and looked at Yan Tingnan.
"Did you sleep well last night, Mr. Yan? I see some dark circles under your eyes."
Yan Tingnan put down her bowl, picked up a napkin, and slowly wiped the corner of her mouth.
"fine."
He looked up, his gaze calm and unwavering as he met Shen Yu's.
"I was woken up for a while by a stray cat scratching at the door in the middle of the night."
Su Ruan suddenly raised her foot under the table and stomped lightly on his instep!
Shen Yu had no suspicions and took it as just ordinary small talk.
"The wild cats in the mountains are quite noisy."
He turned to Su Ruan, his eyes fervent.
"By the way, what's the matter with the Sichuan-Western Loop Road?"
"My project is almost finished, and I have some free time."
"Snow-capped mountains, lakes, starry sky tents—you'll be satisfied."
Yan Tingnan raised her eyes and looked calmly at Shen Yu.
"Western Sichuan is a wonderful place."
"However, President Su is probably unable to leave recently."
"Qingyan has several follow-up projects in the southwest that require her coordination."
Under the table.
Yan Tingnan's hand, with its distinct knuckles, slipped silently to the ground.
It covered Su Ruan's legs, which were dressed in a cheongsam.
Through a thin layer of velvet, the scalding heat of my palm left its mark.
Su Ruan's body stiffened!
The bamboo shoot tip on the chopsticks almost fell back into the dish.
But that hand went further.
His slender fingers gently slid upwards along the side of her leg.
It carries a strong suggestive connotation.
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