Chapter 86
As soon as the meeting ended, the lights in the corridor went out one by one, as if making way for the night.
Yun Zhan followed behind Shi Mingyue, the lingering warmth of the burn still on his fingertips, but his heartbeat had already jumped into an unknown rhythm.
Shi Mingyue stood in front of her, tall and slender, with her jet-black hair cascading down her slender waist. Just her silhouette was enough to make Yun Zhan blush and his heart race.
Yun Zhan's cheeks burned, and he whispered to 21, "My wife is so beautiful."
21 snorted a few times: "Yeah, why do you get to eat so well..."
The door clicked shut, and all restraint and formality vanished instantly.
With her back to him, Shi Mingyue reached out and unbuttoned her shirt.
The fabric slid down her shoulders and back, her skin as smooth as snow under the warm light. The blush left from the afternoon had not completely faded, and it was scattered on her waist and collarbone like a few early plum blossoms in the snow, quiet yet dazzling.
Yun Zhan stood still, his gaze unconsciously following the curves, from the shoulder blades to the hollows of her lower back, and then to the leg lines hidden by the hem of her robe. Every curve seemed like a carefully calculated trap.
Yun Zhan was thinking about something, recalling the document Pei Yanxi had given her. As her thoughts wandered, she noticed Shi Mingyue's actions.
"Wow, she has such a great figure," 21 exclaimed, her eyes lighting up.
"You're not allowed to look! Turn off the phone!"
Yun Zhan frowned and turned off number 21.
"So stingy... I didn't see any private parts..."
Yun Zhan: ....
After 21 left, Yun Zhan turned his gaze back to Shi Mingyue. She swallowed quietly, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
Why am I feeling a little thirsty...?
"I'd like to have something to drink." Yun Zhan licked his lips.
"Um?"
In the mirror, Shi Mingyue caught her reaction through the dressing mirror. The woman's ears turned red, and her gaze quickly shifted away as if burned, but she couldn't help but steal glances back.
Shi Mingyue smiled slightly, flicking a strand of hair behind her back with her fingertips, her movements languid and unhurried, like a cat reaching out its claws to provoke its prey.
"Okay, I'll go get some drinks." Shi Mingyue's voice was soft but clearly interested as she turned and walked towards the kitchen.
In the open kitchen, the lights are brighter than in the bedroom.
Shi Mingyue tiptoed and took out a bottle of slender red wine from the hanging cabinet. The dark red liquid swirled in the glass bottle, like flowing starlight in the night.
She deliberately slowed down her movements, and as she unscrewed the bottle, her wrist turned slightly, causing the shoulder strap to slide down an inch along her collarbone.
As she leaned over, her robe collar opened, and the back of the mirror reflected the shimmering light on the hollow of her collarbone, as well as the reflection of Yun Zhan standing in the distance, his gaze unfocused.
The bottle was placed back on the table. Shi Mingyue lightly tapped the rim of the glass with her fingertip, making a crisp sound. The girl turned around, her long hair fluttering with the movement, the ends of her hair brushing past her waist, leaving a very faint jasmine scent.
Back in her room, she was only wearing a black lace camisole with straps so thin they looked like they could snap at any moment.
Her long hair was loose, her red lips were slightly parted, and there was a hint of newly ignited interest in her eyes.
Shi Mingyue handed a wine glass to Yun Zhan, her voice low and soft: "Would you like some wine?"
Yun Zhan was pinned to the bedside by Shi Mingyue, and said, "Fine..."
Just as Yun Zhan was about to reach for the wine glass, Shi Mingyue pulled it back.
The light fell on the hollow of her collarbone, the wine shimmering on her skin, and the air suddenly became very hot and quiet.
Only a small lamp was left on inside the lampshade, its warm light refracted by the red wine into shimmering ripples, casting swaying shadows on the wall.
Shi Mingyue suddenly chuckled softly, like the first firework lit in the night, dazzling yet dangerous.
"Yun Zhan, that's not how you drink..."
She raised her wrist, tilted the bottle, and the dark red wine meandered down her snow-white chest, pooling in the hollow of her collarbone before dripping down the edge of her robe, instantly filling the room with its aroma.
The aroma of wine mingled with the jasmine scent emanating from her, like a silent invitation, or perhaps a subtle declaration of war.
"It has to be done this way..."
Shi Mingyue hooked her arm around Yun Zhan's neck and gently pressed him into her embrace, her voice so low it was barely a whisper.
"This wine is from Château Petrus, it's priceless and unavailable, Yun Zhan..."
Yun Zhan paused for a moment, his cheeks flushed red from the wine and its heat, and buried his face in Shi Mingyue's chest, muttering, "But...didn't that already happen so many times during the day?"
She counted on her fingers, and it seemed like it had been two or three times already.
Shi Mingyue lifted her chin with her fingertips, her eyes still flushed with a lingering red, as if they were steamed by alcohol or dyed with desire.
Her usual aloofness and coldness melted away, leaving only her softest charm.
"As long as it's you... it's never enough."
She lowered her head, her lips brushing against Yun Zhan's earlobe. The noble and gentle young lady of the day finally shed all her dignity in private, leaving only her most private desires, reserved only for Yun Zhan, and only for Yun Zhan.
Yun Zhan was so startled by this sudden display of force that his heart pounded wildly, yet he was powerless to resist.
"OK."
Yun Zhan knew what Shi Mingyue wanted, and immediately led her to the carpet.
"Last time I knelt down, this time it's your turn to kneel, in front of the full-length mirror..."
Shi Mingyue's ear tips instantly turned red, but she did not resist.
She slowly bent her knees, her face flushed in the mirror, a mixture of shame and excitement colliding in her chest like two dark currents. She bit her lower lip, her fingertips gripping the carpet, her back arching into a beautiful bow.
"I'll pinch you, don't move."
Yun Zhan leaned down, placing his palm on the back of her neck. His fingertips gently tightened around her neck, causing Shi Mingyue's neck veins to throb beneath his fingers. Her breath was slightly choked, but this unexpectedly made her tremble.
Yun Zhan gripped her neck, feeling a bit suffocated.
Shi Mingyue tilted her head slightly, and her eyes in the mirror quickly became watery. Yet she could clearly see the focused expression on the face of the person behind her, the pressure applied with utmost care, as if confirming every inch of her feelings.
"Don't be afraid."
Yun Zhan pressed his ear against hers, his breath hot yet carrying a comforting warmth.
Shi Mingyue heard her own heart pounding like a drum. She felt so ashamed that she wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn't bear to miss the image in the mirror. The person was in control of her, yet he always left her room to breathe.
The pressure on the back of her neck increased slightly, and she let out soft whimpers, like a cat that had been pinched and then released. Her legs went weak, but she willingly succumbed to it.
In the mirror, she saw her lips bitten until they were bright red, and she also saw the restrained tenderness in Yun Zhan's eyes, a blend of strength and care, like the intertwining of coldness and a spring night, making her hopelessly fall for him.
At the last moment, Shi Mingyue could barely stand, her forehead pressed against the mirror, her breath creating a fog on the glass.
Yun Zhan released her hand, then wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to his chest. His voice was low and soft: "I'm sorry... Are you alright?"
Shi Mingyue nodded gently, her eyes still glistening with tears, but her voice carried a satisfied smile: "Hmm... It feels good to be under your control."
In the mirror, her cheeks were flushed, like a crushed rose in the snow. Yun Zhan was the controller she willingly surrendered herself to.
Shi Mingyue looked up and saw that there were still tiny water droplets on Yun Zhan's eyelashes, trembling slightly with his breath, like butterfly wings being blown by the wind. All of this was because of her.
An indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up in my chest, like the tide washing over the beach, smoothing away all the sore footprints from the day.
She quietly tightened her arms, bringing Yun Zhan's back closer to her heart. The rhythmic heartbeats, colliding through their skin, told her: at this moment, this person was completely hers.
Yun Zhan leaned down, his lips pressed against Shi Mingyue's collarbone, his tongue lightly sweeping across her skin, the aroma of wine exploding between his lips and teeth, mingling with the faint jasmine scent emanating from Shi Mingyue.
"Thank you for your hospitality, the wine was very good."
Shi Mingyue's collarbone hurt a little from being bitten. She frowned, tilted her head back slightly, her neck line stretched out long, and she ran her fingers through Yun Zhan's hair.
The jealousy she felt in the restaurant that afternoon was completely neutralized by Yun Zhan's actions. All the unease and comparisons dissolved in this man's unreserved honesty.
The light cast their shadows on the wall, overlapping and swaying like two vines swaying in the wind, tightly intertwined, making it impossible to tell who was clinging to whom.
After a long while, Yun Zhan finally raised his head, his lips still stained with wine.
Yun Zhan looked at Shi Mingyue's reddened eyes and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "May I drink the wine in my cup now?"
Shi Mingyue did not answer, but gently wiped the wine stains from the corner of Yun Zhan's lips with her fingertips, then put the wine-stained finger into her mouth, her eyes hazy yet firm.
"sure."
She showed Yun Zhan through her actions that tonight, they still had a long time to fill this ever-sufficient longing little by little.
After we finished drinking, it was already well past midnight.
Shi Mingyue wasn't used to sweating, so she dragged Yun Zhan to take a shower together.
The bathroom was filled with steam. Yun Zhan sat on the edge of the bathtub, his back slightly red from the hot water.
Shi Mingyue squeezed a handful of shower gel, placed her palm on her shoulder blade, and ran her fingertips up and down along the skin, her movements as light as if she were wiping a fragile piece of porcelain.
The foam smelled of jasmine and was dazzlingly white.
Shi Mingyue suddenly spoke, her voice mixed with the sound of water, low yet clear: "What exactly did you say to Pei Yanxi today? Would you mind letting me know?"
She asked cautiously, but a hint of jealousy lingered in her eyes, like a child guarding their food, yet afraid of upsetting Yun Zhan.
Yun Zhan turned his head to the side, water dripping from the ends of his hair: "She asked me to help her investigate the past principals of Mington School, and I agreed. I had also thought about finding out more about that school before."
There's nothing wrong with saying this; it's just a normal discussion.
Shi Mingyue nodded, her hand sliding to her waist, gently circling the foam: "My grandmother used to be a high-ranking official at Mington School, perhaps... I can help you?"
Shi Mingyue did not immediately question Yun Zhan about why he was investigating. She knew that Yun Zhan's identity was different from that of ordinary people, and as his wife, she only needed to do her best to help him.
Yun Zhan pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Will this trouble you?"
"Won't."
Shi Mingyue shook her head, placing her palm on her chest, the warmth seeping in through the foam: "Your problems are my problems. I'll help you with anything you want."
Her voice was soft, yet it was like handing Yun Zhan a silent umbrella; when the storm came, she would open it first.
"Let's call Pei Yanxi over tomorrow. It's a holiday period, so I can take you all to visit her."
After making bubble tea for Yun Zhan, Shi Mingyue kissed her cheek and said, "Perfect timing, my grandma also really wants to see you."
Speaking of this, Yun Zhan suddenly became nervous again: "Should we buy some gifts to mark our meeting?"
Shi Mingyue hugged Yun Zhan tightly, her gaze lingering: "No need, I will prepare all of these for you. You can just go there."
As the steam continued to rise, the two figures overlapped on the frosted glass, like two vines entwined by the night wind, making it impossible to distinguish who was leaning on whom.
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