Chapter 119 Hot Spring
As night deepened, layers of snow piled up along the roadside, and Yun Zhan realized that they should go back.
Yun Zhan booked a room with a private hot spring. The overall decoration style was Japanese style from the original world. There was a unique wooden door outside the hot spring, and inside was an open-air hot spring pool made of natural rocks.
Above the pool, steam rose in a dreamlike atmosphere, mingling with the falling snowflakes outside the courtyard. It was cold outside, but the room was unusually warm.
Yun Zhan took off his clothes first, stretched out his long legs, and slowly sank into the warm pool water.
The perfect water temperature instantly soaked through her body, dispelling the fatigue from her nighttime hike in the mountains. She sighed comfortably, rested her arms on the rocks by the pool, leaned back, and closed her eyes.
The rising steam blurred Yun Zhan's face, and also made her thoughts gradually become languid and hazy.
Yun Zhan comfortably squinted her eyes. Just as she was about to become drowsy and immersed in the moment, the small wooden door behind her was gently pulled open.
"Hello, you can just put your things over there," Yun Zhan said in Spanish, which is the common language of this world.
Yun Zhan didn't open his eyes, assuming it was a hotel waiter, until a familiar, sweet breath drifted over with the cool air.
"But I'd rather feed it to you myself."
Wen Sixue replied with a Spanish phrase, and the girl's lips curled up as she slowly approached.
Yun Zhan slightly lifted her eyelids, her gaze passing through the hazy mist, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the scene before her.
Wen Sixue had changed into a white lace slip dress at some point.
The dress was made of very thin fabric, almost see-through, with delicate lace patterns that barely covered the key areas of her body, but instead accentuated her slender and beautiful figure.
The steam from the hot spring dampened her long hair, with a few strands clinging to her fair neck, making her skin appear even whiter than snow and her neck slender. The girl walked barefoot carefully on the cool bluestone slabs, carrying a wooden tray with cut fruit and two cups of bubbling drinks on it.
Yun Zhan's gaze deepened, and his drowsy state was replaced by a more intense emotion.
"When did you change it?" Yun Zhan asked in a hoarse voice, his gaze never leaving Wen Sixue's legs.
"I wore this just now to please you. Do you like it?" Wen Sixue walked to the edge of the pool, slowly squatted down, and placed the tray on the stone platform beside her.
She didn't speak immediately, but instead picked up a crystal-clear purple grape, gently pinched it between her fingertips, and brought it to Yun Zhan's lips.
"Try it, it's very sweet." Her voice was soft and sweet from the steam.
Yun Zhan obediently opened his mouth and took the fruit, still warm from her fingertips, into his mouth. The sweet juice burst in his mouth, and a cool sensation slid down his throat, creating a wonderful contrast with the heat of the hot spring.
"Actually, you don't have to do this. I'll like you no matter what you wear." Yun Zhan's eyes were hazy. With Wen Sixue seducing her like this, she found it hard to control herself.
"It's alright, it's because I wanted to please you, Yun Zhan... In this life, pleasing you is enough for me."
After kissing her forehead, Wen Sixue bent down to get the drink, a movement that caused her already loose neckline to slip down even further.
Yun Zhan's eyes opened completely, and a glimpse of spring light fell into her eyes, igniting the desires hidden deep in Yun Zhan's heart.
Almost instinctively, she reached out and precisely and without hesitation probed into that soft spot.
Wen Sixue's skin was more moist and delicate than the finest silk, incredibly soft, with the unique elasticity and warmth of a young girl.
"Hmm..."
Wen Sixue's body tensed instantly, a surge of heat spreading rapidly from the point of contact to her entire body, followed by a soft moan that escaped her lips, causing her to involuntarily stop what she was doing.
"Yun Zhan! You...you've gone too far..."
When she was completely unprepared...
"Ah! I'm sorry..." Yun Zhan quickly withdrew his hand and said, "I just couldn't help myself. If you don't like it, I won't do it again."
"No..." Wen Sixue lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling like startled butterfly wings. She hadn't pushed Yun Zhan's hand away just now.
That "how excessive" was out of nervousness. In fact, Wen Sixue tacitly accepted this sudden intimacy, letting that damp hand explore her body freely.
Yun Zhan's hand, still damp from the hot spring, unexpectedly slipped into her neck. The moment his fingertips touched her skin, Wen Sixue felt as if she had been electrocuted; her whole body tensed, and her skin felt itchy.
It was a purely physiological shiver.
Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable heatwave exploded from her heart, making her head spin.
In that instant, Wen Sixue could clearly feel the sound of her own heartbeat.
Shyness is inevitable...
She was like a jasmine flower raised by Yun Zhan, gently cared for and growing up until she blossomed layer by layer and became who she is today.
This unguarded trust is exactly what Wen Sixue wants and is most addicted to.
Why not push it away?
Because she is Yun Zhan.
In Wen Sixue's heart, she had long been completely imprinted with Yun Zhan's mark, from her soul to the tips of her hair.
Yun Zhan is her light, her salvation, and the only one in her life. Since she belongs entirely to Yun Zhan, what's wrong with her kisses and her embraces?
This is simply a matter of course.
Yun Zhan's touch was not an abrupt offense to her, but a kind of possession that made her feel intoxicated and happy.
Every touch Yun Zhan gave her felt like a brand being placed on her body, making her clearly aware of the fact that "I belong to you".
She found it sweet.
Therefore, she won't be scared.
The panic only lasted for that first second. She liked this closeness without any distance, liked Yun Zhan's eyes which were filled with desire yet restraint, and liked the way he touched her without asking and as if it were perfectly natural.
This made her feel needed and deeply desired.
Yun Zhan was a little confused: "So you're shy?"
This question, which the speaker already knew the answer to, brushed against Wen Sixue's already tense nerves like a feather.
Wen Sixue did not answer; she simply raised her eyes and glanced at her with her misty, watery gaze.
The next second, Wen Sixue did something that surprised even Yun Zhan.
"Have some drinks, they're pretty good..."
Wen Sixue put down the tray in her hand and picked up the glass of grape-flavored drink with fine bubbles.
She took a big mouthful herself first, the cool liquid stimulating her warm mouth and sending a slight shiver through her.
Immediately afterwards, she bent down, using one hand to support herself on the rock by the pool, while the other hand unhesitatingly lifted Yun Zhan's chin, forcing him to tilt his head back slightly.
Under Yun Zhan's slightly surprised gaze, Wen Sixue closed her eyes and covered her lips with hers.
Wen Sixue's lips were soft and slightly cool, carrying a hint of girlish awkwardness. She slowly transferred the chilled grape-flavored drink from her mouth into Yun Zhan's mouth.
The bubbles burst gently between the lips and teeth, creating a tingling, itchy sensation. The fruity aroma of the beverage blended with the unique sweetness of Wen Sixue's lips and tongue, forming an addictive flavor.
Yun Zhan obediently swallowed the liquid mixed with intimacy, his desire growing ever deeper.
When the kiss ended and their lips parted, a glistening, ambiguous silver thread appeared. Wen Sixue's breathing was completely disordered, her chest heaving, and her cheeks were so red they seemed to bleed.
“I’ll lie on your lap,” Yun Zhan said, patting the water beside him and gesturing for Wen Sixue to get down. “Try to kiss me.”
Wen Sixue did not go into the water immediately; she remained squatting by the pool.
"Then I'll give it a try."
Wen Sixue raised her hand and used her slender fingers to gracefully tuck a strand of hair that had fallen down due to her bending over and was damp with moisture behind her ear.
It was an extremely subtle movement, yet it carried an unintentional charm.
For a split second, Yun Zhan's breath caught in his throat.
Wen Sixue's hair was not completely swept up, and the touch of her black hair brushing against her cheek was negligible, practically nonexistent.
But the scent it carried was incredibly clear: the delicate jasmine fragrance lingering on Wen Sixue's body after her bath, mixed with her unique woody scent, like the afterglow of melting snow.
This fragrance, gentler than any strong perfume, enveloped her layer by layer, invading the depths of Yun Zhan's senses with each breath.
Immediately afterwards, she saw Wen Sixue lean down and lean towards her.
The world seemed to be slowed down.
In Yun Zhan's vision, Wen Sixue's exquisite face, as delicate as a traditional Chinese painting, was gradually magnified. He could clearly see her distinct, butterfly-wing-like trembling eyelashes, a glistening teardrop at the corner of her eye, and her lips, which appeared even fuller and more lustrous after being kissed... All the details were brought infinitely closer, carrying a heart-pounding, gentle sense of oppression.
This is a perspective Yun Zhan has never experienced before.
Throughout this relationship, she has always been the one in control and the one guiding.
She was used to looking down at Wen Sixue, admiring the shyness, confusion, and debauchery she displayed beneath her, and enjoying the pleasure of staining a pure white sheet with her own colors.
But now, their positions are reversed.
Yun Zhan lay below, looking up at Wen Sixue who had taken the initiative to approach. She had gone from hunter to "prey".
“From this perspective… it seems like you’re the one who’s number 1.” Yun Zhan chuckled.
This peculiar, passive posture did not displease Yun Zhan; on the contrary, it gave rise to an unprecedented, subtle yet intense feeling of attraction.
It felt as if an invisible hand was grasping my chest and then gently releasing it; a strange, tingling current spread from my chest to every part of my body.
Just as Yun Zhan was lost in thought, a soft, warm touch landed on her lips.
It was just a fleeting kiss, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
There was no depth, no lingering passion; it was as light as a falling leaf, a fleeting touch of lips.
Wen Sixue felt a surge of warmth in her heart as Yun Zhan made her feel warm, and the remaining shyness was replaced by a stronger impulse to respond to this provocation.
"What... are you laughing at?" Wen Sixue was genuinely embarrassed; why was she laughing at a time like this?
She really mustered up a lot of courage... after all, most of the time she was on the bottom.
"I wasn't laughing, I just thought you were cute."
Yun Zhan's heart softened completely. This gentle kiss was more powerful than any passionate embrace.
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