Having lived for over twenty years, Shu Yi had never experienced love, especially the kind of love that made someone fall in love with her at first sight.
In fact, love at first sight was still somewhat informal to her; she always felt it was a bit superficial, or not as reliable as deep affection that develops over time.
However, Zhang Youye is indeed the best choice among her favorite types.
The lights flickered all around, and thunder roared outside.
When she met his gaze, looking at his face with an almost devout expression, she saw a pair of eyes that were entangled in desire yet still struggling to restrain themselves.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she tried to remain calm, but she couldn't put into words the complex emotions that filled her heart.
But she understood perfectly well.
In this evenly matched relationship, she will always be the one in control.
Their cheeks flushed, their breaths mingled unnaturally, and a silent, husky entanglement lingered between them.
After a brief pause, holding her breath, Shu Yi looked away and gazed elsewhere.
The ghost story was over, but the desired effect hadn't materialized. Clutching the towel in her fingers, Shu Yi sighed inwardly and casually asked a question.
Are you hungry?
"Yes, how about we ask Tingli to bring some food?"
"Okay, I'm leaving now. Take a shower first, don't catch a cold."
Before Shu Yi could even get up, Zhang Youye grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto the sofa with a slight twist of his wrist.
As if showing no mercy, he continued to exert force, pulling her directly onto his lap to sit down.
He tried to press her body down a little, leaned closer to look at her, his breath close, his voice a little hoarse.
"Will you eat with me?"
"I..."
I won't eat you.
He chuckled softly, interrupting her, and lifted her head with his right hand while gently hooking her chin with his left.
"I finally have a chance to be alone with you, my young mistress, would you like to spend a little more time with me?"
Shu Yi reached out and slapped his hand away, then asked with a wicked smile, "Zhang Youye, are you scared?"
How could a grown man be afraid?
Just as he was about to retort, he changed his mind and quickly buried his face in her neck, nuzzling her. After letting out a soft sigh, he looked aggrieved and, without blushing or his heart racing, drew out his voice.
"Yes, I'm scared. I don't even dare to take a shower by myself, so you have to stay here with me."
It seems that he saw through the old fox's tricks, or perhaps he enjoyed this kind of demand.
Not wanting to expose his clumsy acting, the little rabbit, also an old fox, was too lazy to keep up the act.
"Okay, I'll stay here with you. Go take a shower, and I'll call Tingli to bring you something to eat."
From love at first sight to nightly dreams of love, in all sorts of positions, in all sorts of places, in all sorts of rhythms.
Zhang Youye thought of Shuyi day and night.
Having received a satisfactory answer, he left a kiss on her cheek, tacitly agreeing that they were about to get down to business, and barely managed to steady the burning pounding in his chest.
Zhang Youye stood up briskly and strode into the bathroom.
By the time Tingli and another maid brought the food into the guest room, the heavy rain outside was still pouring down.
Rainwater rushed past my eyes along the eaves, like transparent beads with a broken string, gradually forming a line.
As the sound of their footsteps faded into the distance, Shu Yi leaned against the doorframe, admiring the rain scene under the eaves while sighing with admiration.
This rain is even heavier than the day I encountered the ghost.
Shortly after, Zhang Youye emerged from the bathroom.
Back inside, Shu Yi was already leaning against the windowsill, admiring the rain outside.
Not wanting to disturb her enjoyment, Zhang Youye dried his hair, his gaze fixed on her back.
She wore an extremely beautiful white dress today in order to meet Shu Renxuan's family.
The skirt is fitted and the hem sways gracefully.
The young girl was graceful and elegant.
Her jet-black curly hair cascaded down her back, with a few wisps of hair fluttering in the wind around her ears and temples, making her appear slender from behind.
Two slender arms were propped up on the windowsill, half of her body was leaning against the wall, and the straps on her shoulders slid down to one side of her arms.
The gaze continues downwards.
Her feet were gently lifted.
The toes touched the ground.
Perhaps because she was in a good mood, she was tapping her toes on the floor intermittently.
Her fair calves were exposed, and because of her movements, the hem of her skirt was easily lifted and then pulled down.
She really suits white.
It's even more attractive than pure white jasmine.
Subconsciously, Zhang Youye swallowed hard, put down the towel in his hand, and walked up behind her.
He stretched out his long arms to encircle her slender waist, pressed his ear to hers, and his voice, distorted, was thick with unspeakable desire.
"Do you know that you're seducing me?"
Turning around from his long arms, she looked up and met his dark eyes, which were brimming with desire.
Shu Yi didn't dodge; instead, she leaned leisurely against his long arm and even reached out her slender fingers to tease his chest.
She peered into his collar through the gap in his bathrobe, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "How did I seduce you?"
He loved her languid, unaware beauty. A sudden tightness gripped his lower body, his dark eyes filled with intense eroticism. Zhang Youye abruptly moved closer to her, his voice casual and languid.
"Are you sure you're not trying to seduce me? My dear wife, what are your feet doing right now?"
With a gentle smile, Shu Yi looked down.
I don't know if it was his scent after his shower that was so alluring, or if it was just hormones acting up in this atmosphere.
As he slowly approached from behind, the fresh scent that filled her nostrils made her breath catch in her throat.
Immediately following, a familiar, strange, tingling sensation surged into my limbs and bones, quickly sweeping across my entire body.
To be controlled by such emotions.
She inexplicably wanted to get closer to him.
So, as if out of her own control, her toes lightly touched his calf.
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