Chapter 93 Don't bite yourself, bite me.
A solitary lamp illuminates an ancient Buddha statue, the fragrance of sandalwood wafts faintly.
The bed was sunken.
Yan Tingnan's hot kiss landed, meandering along her slender neck.
The teeth gripped the light pink shoulder strap, and with a gentle tug, the delicate shoulder was exposed to the cool air.
"Ruanruan, you..."
Yan Tingnan's voice was hoarse and out of tune.
Su Ruan's cheeks burned, and she let out a soft hum through her nose.
"Hmm, inexperienced, or considered stupid?"
"President Yan is very experienced, please bear with me?"
He leaned down, his nose brushing against her burning earlobe, his breath hot.
"What a coincidence."
His voice was extremely low, with a captivating charm that could make your heart stop.
"I don't have any either."
Su Ruan suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at him in astonishment!
This unattainable beauty, whom so many socialites in Beijing's elite circle tried to woo, turned out to be a blank slate.
She made a profit!
They made a fortune!
This honor of pioneering and expanding territory belongs to her!
"President Yan..."
"You've remained chaste for thirty-two years, just to benefit me?"
Yan Tingnan's kiss landed again, but it was a hundred times gentler than before.
"Perfect."
"Let's learn together."
Undercurrents are surging.
The sound of rain outside the window became the only background noise.
"Yan Tingnan".
She called his name.
"I am here."
He responded, holding her hand tightly.
"Still practicing asceticism?"
"Fix you, that's enough."
He bit her earlobe, declaring his complete surrender.
Su Ruan bit her lower lip hard, swallowing the sound back into her throat.
She dared not act recklessly in the temple.
Yan Tingnan's breathing was heavy and hot as he whispered uncontrollably in her ear.
"Soft..."
He called her name again and again in a hoarse voice, a sound that sent shivers down her spine more deeply than any direct words.
He coaxed her, both wicked and gentle.
Outside the window, the rain was pattering.
The temperature inside the meditation room was scorching.
The dim light illuminated the overlapping shadows.
The room was enchanting, even the Buddha lowered his eyes.
Two o'clock in the morning.
The wind and rain gradually subsided, and all was quiet.
Yan Tingnan carried Su Ruan, who was soaked in sweat, into the bathroom.
Su Ruan was so tired that her eyelids were drooping, and she let him do as he pleased.
She caught a glimpse of the mess on the bed.
The bottle of lubricant I had prepared lay untouched in the corner of the bedside table.
Yan Tingnan followed her gaze, glancing past the two opened boxes of XL, and picked up the bottle, weighing it in her hand.
His gaze swept over the bed sheet, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Ruanruan doesn't need this."
Su Ruan's cheeks burned instantly, and she kicked his shin.
The force was weak and feeble.
"Yan Tingnan! Have some shame!"
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly and grabbed her unruly ankle.
Still sour?
Su Ruan felt a numbness in her lower back and went completely limp.
But then, my stomach rumbled at that inopportune moment.
After tossing and turning for most of the night, I was exhausted and starving.
Yan Tingnan paused, then propped himself up.
Are you hungry?
Su Ruan glared at him listlessly: "What do you think?"
"I didn't even have dinner, and you ate it all as a midnight snack."
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly.
"Alright, serve the meritorious official."
Dark gray loungewear hung loosely on her hips, revealing her defined V-line.
The lines of his back muscles undulated with his movements, and several fresh scratch marks ran across them, both arrogant and ambiguous.
He casually grabbed the plain clothes draped over the back of the chair and covered himself with the evidence of his crimes.
"Wait."
Su Ruan sat up, wrapped in a thin blanket, watching the tall figure disappear behind the door.
Su Ruan waited for a while, but finally couldn't resist her curiosity.
She hastily threw on a clean dress and a cardigan, then slipped over.
The kitchen is in the backyard, not far from the meditation room.
Under the dim yellow light, Yan Tingnan stood with his back to the door.
The firewood crackled in the stove.
He rolled up his sleeves to chop scallions, revealing the sharp lines of his forearms.
Su Ruan leaned against the door frame and looked at him.
Steam enveloped the rim of the pot, and the warm yellow light softened its sharp features.
Su Ruan leaned against the door frame, staring blankly into space.
At this moment, he was no longer the Buddha in the clouds.
It is her everyday life.
Yan Tingnan seemed to sense something, but did not turn around.
"Come in."
The sound echoed in the empty kitchen.
Su Ruan slowly moved inside and peeked into the pot.
The clear broth noodles are topped with two golden soft-boiled eggs, and bright green scallions float on the surface, emitting a fragrant aroma.
It's simple, yet it makes your stomach rumble.
"Mr. Yan's cooking skills are quite good."
She teased him deliberately, moving closer to the stove and brushing her shoulder against his arm.
Yan Tingnan turned on the fire and served noodles.
A steaming bowl of noodles was shoved into her hands.
"Put it on."
The bowl was hot, so he placed a clean rag in her palm to cushion it.
Su Ruan held the bowl, her fingertips slightly red from the heat.
Instead of returning to their meditation room, the two sat down at a small wooden table in the corner of the kitchen.
Su Ruan was really hungry, and ignoring the heat, she slurped the noodles in small bites.
Yan Tingnan didn't touch her chopsticks, she just watched her eat.
Under the dim light, tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, and her lips were flushed red from the hot soup.
The neckline of her dress slipped down, revealing a small patch of her snow-white collarbone, where red marks from his uncontrolled sucking remained.
Like a few red plum petals fallen on the snow.
Yan Tingnan's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
Su Ruan noticed his gaze and looked up.
His stern features softened somewhat.
Where is even a trace of the aloof and serene Buddhist deity now?
He was clearly a lazy demon who was feeding his little fox a midnight snack after the fox had started eating meat.
Her ears burned, and she deliberately rubbed her toes against his calf under the table.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you eaten enough?"
Yan Tingnan reached out and used his fingertips to wipe away a little bit of soup from the corner of her lips.
"Hmm, not full."
His voice was low and husky, and his gaze was fixed on her.
"But if I feed you any more, I'm afraid you'll overeat and hurt yourself."
Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and she almost choked on the noodle soup.
After this man lost his virginity, his flirtatious talk skills skyrocketed!
"Yan Tingnan!"
She blushed and scolded him in a low voice.
Yan Tingnan chuckled softly and finally picked up her bowl of noodles.
"Eat quickly, then go back to sleep."
The bowl of noodles was empty, and the warmth was comforting.
Yan Tingnan took away the empty bowl, wrung out a hot towel, and handed it to her to wipe her hands.
Are you full?
"Um."
Su Ruan responded listlessly, her eyelids starting to droop again.
Yan Tingnan glanced at her, then suddenly bent down.
He slipped his arms under her knees and lifted her steadily into his arms.
"Why!"
Su Ruan was startled and instinctively hooked her arms around his neck.
Hold me tight.
He carried her out, his steps steady.
Where to?
Su Ruan's drowsiness dissipated considerably.
Yan Tingnan lowered his eyes, his voice low.
"You can even sleep there?"
He carried her straight into his meditation room and kicked the door shut.
I put her on the clean bed.
The plain-colored bedding smelled of soap and sunshine.
And there was the refreshing scent of sandalwood emanating from him.
Yan Tingnan lifted the covers and lay down, stretching out his long arm to pull the person into his embrace.
His burning hot chest pressed against her slightly cool back.
"The place is big enough, I'll give you half."
Su Ruan was held tightly in his arms, unable to move.
Her back was pressed tightly against his lower abdomen, the heat burning his skin through the thin fabric.
"Yan Tingnan".
"Um."
He tightened his grip, his chin brushing against the top of her head.
Are you trying to kick me out?
She asked deliberately.
"I'm not leaving."
"Let's die together."
These sweet words, both harsh and crude, struck Su Ruan's heart.
The rain outside the window has completely stopped.
Insects chirped softly, and moonlight streamed through the window.
Su Ruan found a comfortable position in his arms.
My tense nerves completely relaxed.
Weariness washed over me like a tide.
Before her consciousness sank into darkness, she heard his low, hoarse whisper.
"Go to sleep."
His warm palms covered her sore lower back.
"I'll be gentler next time."
Su Ruan, still half asleep, wanted to kick him and muttered under her breath.
"Beast."
Yan Tingnan chuckled, his chest heaving.
His voice carried a satisfied languor.
"Yes, only for you."
Yan Tingnan held the warm, soft body in his arms.
Listen to her steady breathing.
The frozen soil in my heart, barren for twelve years, is now being nourished by the warm current and has quietly sprouted new buds.
She recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra countless times, but it couldn't compare to her one impulsive and reckless journey.
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