Rong Shenghan paused, grasped her mischievous hand but didn't pull it away, instead letting her fingertips draw circles on his chest.
"What?" He leaned closer, his nose almost touching her forehead. "Now you want to settle the score?"
His voice was low and magnetic, like the lowest note of a cello, making one's eardrums tingle.
Yu Jiuyuan's heart started racing again, her face flushed, but she still forced herself to meet his gaze: "Otherwise what? You're taking advantage of me."
"Oh?" Rong Shenghan raised an eyebrow, then suddenly flipped over and pinned her down, the book already tossed aside.
He placed his hands on either side of her head, looking down at her with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "So, now, does this count as taking advantage of someone in distress?"
As the distance suddenly closed, the overwhelming scent of ebony emanating from him was somewhat aggressive.
Yu Jiuyuan could clearly see herself reflected in his pupils.
Her cheeks flushed, her eyes darted around in a panic, like prey cornered against a wall.
She suddenly felt a little regretful.
In the past, she was the one who teased him and watched him restrain himself. But today, he seemed to have suddenly changed his strategy. This direct and forceful seduction was a bit too much for her to handle.
"I...I'm still sick." She tried to regain control, but her voice was a little weak.
"You can seduce people even when you're sick?" Rong Shenghan chuckled, his fingertips lightly tracing her cheek before landing on her lips, where he gently pressed them. "Who was it that was touching me in my arms just now? Hmm?"
His fingertips, calloused slightly, caressed her lips; the slightly itchy touch made her want to open her mouth.
But just as she was about to move, Rong Shenghan suddenly withdrew his hand and instead unbuttoned his shirt, one button, two buttons...
He pulled his light gray cashmere sweater down to his arms, revealing his smooth shoulders and back.
The firelight from the fireplace shone through the half-open door, casting flickering shadows on him. The contours of his muscles were faintly visible in the warm light, exuding a breathtaking sensuality.
Yu Jiuyuan held her breath instantly.
She watched him raise his hand to brush away the stray hairs from his forehead, saw the taut lines of his neck as he lowered his head, and noticed the undisguised desire in his eyes. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly and burning hot.
Why aren't you saying anything?
Rong Shenghan's voice carried a hint of teasing as he leaned down and whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, "Didn't you like to seduce me? Why are you chickening out now?"
His fingertips slid down her waistline, stopping at the elastic band of her pajama bottoms, but he didn't continue, just gently caressed it.
That faint touch was like a feather, or a flame, stirring a tingling sensation in her heart, yet leaving her unsatisfied.
Yu Jiuyuan bit her lip, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashing in her eyes, along with a desire she herself was unaware of.
She didn't want to lose, and she didn't want to show weakness at a time like this.
So she raised her hand, hooked her arm around his neck, and kissed him.
The kiss carried a hint of defiance, intense yet awkward.
Before she could gain the upper hand, Rong Shenghan took the initiative and deepened the kiss.
His kissing skills have always been excellent; when he's gentle, he can make you feel intoxicated, and when he's forceful, he can make you feel suffocated.
At this moment, he clearly had no intention of being gentle. His tongue pried open her teeth, and with irresistible force, he plundered the air from her mouth.
Yu Jiuyuan was so weak from the kiss that she could only cling tightly to his neck, letting him do whatever he wanted.
She could feel his body temperature rising, his heartbeat beating as fast as hers, and his hand already slipping inside her pajama bottoms...
Just as she wondered what was going to happen next, Rong Shenghan suddenly released her, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing heavy. "Are you behaving yourself now?" he asked, his voice terribly hoarse.
Yu Jiuyuan glared at him, her eyes red-rimmed, her lips slightly swollen from the kiss, looking both fierce and aggrieved. "Rong Shenghan, you bastard!"
"Yeah, I'm a jerk." He chuckled, reaching out to wipe the water from the corner of her mouth, his movements returning to their usual gentleness. "But you need to recover first, my lady."
As he spoke, he got up and put the cashmere sweater he had thrown aside back on, slowly buttoning it up as if the person who had just been glaring at him wasn't him at all.
Yu Jiuyuan lay on the bed, her chest heaving violently, feeling both angry and annoyed, as well as a sense of inexplicable loss.
She realized for the first time that Rong Shenghan was far more skilled at seducing people than she was.
It seems she... lost this contest.
Watching Rong Shenghan straighten his clothes and then bend down to tuck the blanket around her, Yu Jiuyuan suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly, her eyes filled with a stubborn resentment: "You're not allowed to leave."
"I'm not leaving." Rong Shenghan smiled, sat down on the edge of the bed, and took her hand. "I'll stay here with you."
The fireplace flames were still flickering, and the bedroom fell silent, with only the steady breathing of the two people remaining.
Yu Jiuyuan nestled in the blankets, her fingers tightly gripping Rong Shenghan's hand, feeling the warmth of his palm. The slight irritation in her heart gradually dissipated, leaving only a strange sense of peace.
She thought, oh well, I might as well lose.
Anyway, their game is far from over. One day, she'll make him completely fall into her trap.
Rong Shenghan looked at the renewed fighting spirit in her eyes and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
His young lady is indeed more interesting this way. He'll play along to the very end in this game of taming and being tamed.
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