She thought to herself, how could this man possibly remain indifferent to such painstaking seduction?
Yuan Xiu, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed the restless hands teasing him and bent down to kiss fiercely.
A passionate entanglement.
Gu Shengyin had never sensed such intense emotion from Yuan Xiu before. It seems, provoking a man too much is not a good idea.
Under the influence of the moment, Gu Shengyin thoroughly enjoyed sharing this kiss with her lover.
Once the kiss ended, Yuan Xiu did not continue.
His forehead pressed tightly against Gu Shengyinâs, his voice somewhat hoarse: "Qing Bo, stop teasing me... you!"
He lifted his hand abruptly, holding down Gu Shengyinâs roaming hands on his back.
He said helplessly, "Qing Bo, do you want all these years of your cultivation to be ruined at once?"
Gu Shengyin smiled gently, this man, even though heâs struggling so hard, still worries about her cultivation.
Really silly, yet so adorably silly.
She suddenly bit her lip and chuckled lightly, murmuring in Yuan Xiuâs ear: "I seem to have forgotten to tell you, Iâve already formed the fourth tail of my Dharma Image, so thereâs no need to worry about the constitution problem anymore..."
She hadnât finished her words when she felt a tightness around her waist, followed by a dizzying spin.
When she came back to her senses, she was already lying on the bed.
The man above her smiled tenderly, "Qing Bo, you did it on purpose, didnât you?"
Gu Shengyin couldnât help but feel a twinge of foreboding.
She blinked innocently, "I really just forgot for a moment."
Yuan Xiu smiled with a curve of his lips, his fingers gently tracing over Gu Shengyin, her clothes splitting wherever his fingers passed.
As if unwrapping the worldâs most precious treasure, Yuan Xiu eagerly allowed that breathtaking beauty to unfold quietly before him.
Gu Shengyin, however, could hardly bear it.
She was already overwhelmed by the turbulent emotions within her body, and now Yuan Xiuâs fingers felt like they were carrying fire, igniting flames wherever they touched, desperately needing something to relieve the sensation.
Her throat moved, and she couldnât help but moan softly, "Yuan Xiu..."
Yuan Xiuâs eyes were dark yet his expression remained composed, "Whatâs wrong?"
Gu Shengyin squirmed slightly on the silk sheets, accidentally glimpsing a part of him, understanding in her heartâhe was deliberately tormenting her, retaliating for not telling him something before.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Almost bare, Gu Shengyin raised her body, resting her bare arms around Yuan Xiuâs neck. She didnât care about exposing herselfâafter all, heâs her lover.
Whispering slyly in Yuan Xiuâs ear, "Not making a move for so long, have you become too monk-like and canât do it anymore?"
Yuan Xiuâs face darkened; no matter how good his demeanor was, he couldnât maintain it when questioned about a manâs ability.
In furious amusement, he said, "Very well, Iâll let you properly feel what âcanât do itâ means!"
Gu Shengyin was pinned to the bed, thoroughly experiencing the lasting power of Yuan Xiuâs supposed âcanât do itâ.
Poor Yun Shu, having promised Yuan Xiu to stay well in the courtyard, obediently remained there without moving.
Only...
Looking at the sun rising and setting outside the courtyard three times over, she was very worried: "Qing Bo couldnât really be in trouble, could she? How come Yuan Xiu went in for so long and still hasnât come out?"