Chapter 267: Zhi Wan Feels Extremely Ashamed

Chapter 267: Chapter 267: Zhi Wan Feels Extremely Ashamed

Hearing this, Zhi Wan suddenly remembered what Shuang’er had said that morning.

’The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!’

Gazing at her cousin’s handsome face, she couldn’t help but blush, her heart pounding like a frightened deer. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.

"What’s wrong?" Lu Zhan asked in a low voice, noticing her strange behavior.

Zhi Wan cleared her throat and shook her head. "Nothing."

She spooned up a wonton, blew on it to cool it down, and continued to feed her cousin.

A hint of a smile flickered in Lu Zhan’s dark eyes.

The displeasure he’d felt in the front hall when he saw how attentive she was to Princess Chang Le and Ouyang Zhenzhu had long since vanished.

’My cousin has me in her heart, too.’

’In a way that neither Princess Chang Le nor Ouyang Zhenzhu can compare to.’

At this thought, Lu Zhan’s mood brightened.

He quickly finished the bowl of wontons.

Looking at the empty bowl, Zhi Wan felt a sense of satisfaction.

’Cousin really does like my wontons.’

"Are you full? Do you want more? If you do, I can go make some. It won’t take long," Zhi Wan said, her beautiful eyes curving into crescents.

Lu Zhan looked at her pretty face and said gently, "There’s no need."

Hearing this, Zhi Wan didn’t insist. She took the empty bowl out to a servant, then returned to the room to help Lu Zhan rinse his mouth before steeping a cup of tea for him.

After sitting down beside Lu Zhan, Zhi Wan’s gaze fell on his arm. "Is your injury any better?" she asked with concern.

Her cousin kept saying the injury was nothing serious, but she had never actually seen it for herself and couldn’t help but worry.

With that in mind, she couldn’t resist reaching out to untie her cousin’s sash.

Lu Zhan’s eyelid twitched. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice strained with restraint.

Zhi Wan looked up at him, bewildered. "I want to see the wound on your arm."

Hearing that, Lu Zhan cleared his throat. "Is that all?"

"What else could it be..." Zhi Wan’s voice trailed off. Blushing, she said, "Cousin, surely you didn’t think I wanted to... to do... *that* with you?"

Lu Zhan had been a little embarrassed, but seeing his cousin’s blushing face, he found her both adorable and amusing.

He teased, "You suddenly started untying my sash. It’s hard not to let my imagination run wild. After all, in my dreams, you’ve done this sort of thing plenty of times."

Zhi Wan was speechless.

Remembering the wild things they did in her dreams, Zhi Wan’s face grew hot, but not to be outdone, she retorted, "That was only because you let me, and besides, you clearly enjoyed it too, Cousin."

"Mm, I won’t deny that. Also..." Lu Zhan paused, leaning close to her ear and whispering in a low voice, "If you’re interested, Cousin, we can continue right now."

Zhi Wan was speechless.

Seeing the stunned girl, a smile graced Lu Zhan’s handsome face. He was about to pull back but then noticed her reddened ears. He paused, then lowered his head, his thin lips lightly brushing against her ear before gently taking the lobe between them.

His sudden intimate gesture made Zhi Wan tremble. When she looked up again, a layer of mist had clouded her beautiful eyes.

Lu Zhan’s heart skipped a beat, and he moved to capture her soft, tender red lips.

Zhi Wan’s eyelashes fluttered, and she closed her eyes.

Gazing at the sweet, pliant girl in his arms, letting him have his way, a dark tide swirled in Lu Zhan’s eyes.

When Zhi Wan came back to her senses, she discovered she was sitting on her cousin’s lap with her arms wrapped around his neck.

Her cousin’s arm was still injured, so she had clearly snuggled into his embrace of her own accord.

Realizing what she had done, Zhi Wan was mortified.

’This isn’t a dream.’

’Acting like this is really quite frivolous.’

At that thought, she blushed and pushed her cousin away, moving back to her chair. "It’s getting late," she said, her gaze averted. "Shouldn’t you be heading back, Cousin?"

"You don’t want me to stay?" Lu Zhan countered, his voice still hoarse with lingering desire.

Hearing this, a conflicted expression flashed across Zhi Wan’s face.

She hadn’t seen her cousin in a long time, and a part of her truly wanted to spend more time with him, but her rational mind told her it was against the rules of propriety.

So she said decisively, "We aren’t married yet. It’s already improper for you to come see me alone today. It would be even worse if someone saw you in my room."

At her words, the passion in Lu Zhan’s eyes cleared. "Mm, I understand." He paused, then reassured her, "No one saw me when I came."

Zhi Wan naturally believed him.

Her cousin was not a reckless person; he was always measured in his actions. If he said no one saw him, she believed him.

As for Princess Chang Le and Ouyang Zhenzhu, neither of them were gossips. They wouldn’t go around announcing that they had seen her cousin here.

"I’ll head back then," Lu Zhan said, getting up.

Zhi Wan composed herself and said, "I’ll have Nanny Fang see you out."

"Alright," Lu Zhan nodded.

After Lu Zhan left with Nanny Fang, Zhi Wan remembered all the things she had forgotten to ask him and couldn’t help but feel annoyed with herself.

In their meetings these past two days, she had been so preoccupied with being intimate with her cousin that she had forgotten to ask about her uncle.

She kept the matter in mind, thinking that she absolutely had to ask the next time she saw her cousin, no matter what.

However, she had explicitly reminded him of the impropriety, so he probably wouldn’t visit again anytime soon.

But that evening, she saw her cousin again.

At that moment, she was bathing when she suddenly heard two taps on the window lattice. Thinking it was a thief, she panicked, scrambling to get up and dress. Just as she was about to call for help, she heard her cousin’s familiar voice from outside the window.

"It’s me."

Zhi Wan froze, thinking she must have misheard.

After composing herself, she walked over and opened the window a crack.

In the darkness, the man stood with his back to the window, a bundle slung over his shoulder.

"Cousin?" Zhi Wan called out uncertainly.

"It’s me," the man answered in a low voice.

The moment she heard him, Zhi Wan hurriedly pushed the window wide open.

Lu Zhan swung a long leg over the sill and stepped inside.

Like a thief with a guilty conscience, Zhi Wan peeked outside. Seeing no servants in the courtyard, she finally relaxed.

She quickly closed the window and turned around, only to bump right into her cousin’s chest.

She swayed and was about to fall backward when the man suddenly wrapped an arm around her.

Zhi Wan placed a hand over her heart. She looked up, about to speak, but saw her cousin’s eyes fixed on her.

She paused and followed his gaze, only to realize he was staring at her chest.

It was only then that she noticed her robe was slightly open, revealing a large expanse of pale skin.

Thinking a thief had broken in, she had panicked and thrown on only a sleeping robe, without having time to put on her dudou.

Moreover, she hadn’t dried herself with a towel, so the thin sleeping robe was soaked through with droplets of water, causing it to cling to her body.

Her form beneath was left completely exposed to his eyes.

Zhi Wan’s mind went blank. Flustered, she shoved the man away and hissed in exasperation, "Don’t look!"

Lu Zhan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He obeyed and turned his back, but his dark eyes were deep and scorching, like a dormant volcano on the verge of erupting with all-consuming lava.

So hot it could burn a man to ashes.

Seeing that he had turned away, Zhi Wan finally let out a breath of relief, but her face was so red it looked like it could bleed.

She was certain her cousin had seen everything just now.

The thought made her feel even more uncomfortable.

She was completely unprepared.

Although her cousin had already seen her body in her dreams, and had even... touched her, that was, after all, just a dream. It was different from reality.

In reality, Zhi Wan felt utterly mortified.

She hastily grabbed an outer robe from the clothes rack and put it on.

Just as she finished, the man’s low, raspy voice suddenly sounded from behind her. "Would you trouble yourself to help me undress, Cousin?"