It was already past nine by the time they returned to Cloud Realm No. 1.
After taking a shower, Qin Nuan’s emotions had calmed considerably.
When she came to the living room, Shen Shiyan wasn’t there.
She wasn’t sure if he had gone out again or was taking a shower.
Tomorrow was still the weekend.
She planned to make a nice breakfast to treat herself, so she went into the kitchen to find some red beans and soak them in advance.
However, the cabinet was too high. She stood on her tiptoes but couldn’t reach them after a long while.
The next second, a scorching hot body suddenly pressed up against her from behind.
Qin Nuan froze.
“Want this?”
The man’s deep voice sounded from above her head, and then his long arm hooked up, easily retrieving what she wanted.
But he didn’t immediately step back, still standing behind her.
His tall frame completely enclosed her from behind, and from that angle, they fit together perfectly.
Qin Nuan’s breathing grew slightly erratic, and her heart couldn’t help but beat a few beats faster. She felt that all the mental preparation she’d done tonight had been in vain.
The two of them were extremely close.
Having just showered, she was wearing a loose pair of pajamas.
From Shen Shiyan’s angle, the slightly open collar gave him a full view of her chest.
The faint, subtle fragrance on her silently teased his nerves.
Shen Shiyan hadn’t originally intended to do anything at that moment, but his gaze grew darker and darker.
The desire he had suppressed since seeing her walk down in that dress this afternoon was easily stirred up again.
Qin Nuan also sensed some danger. She shifted, instinctively trying to put some distance between them.
“I—I’ll go soak the red beans,” she stammered.
But just as she turned around, his hands pressed directly on either side of her body.
Qin Nuan looked up.
After a few seconds of eye contact, he directly hooked her chin and leaned in.
The kiss that had been interrupted that night finally landed at this moment.
Qin Nuan was startled, then her eyes flew wide open.
She instinctively struggled for a moment, but he caught her waist with one hand and pulled her back.
This was not a gentle kiss—it was even somewhat forceful.
As if he had been holding back for a long time and had finally erupted.
Their lips had only just touched for a moment when his tongue pried open her lips, plunged straight in, hooked hers, and tangled with her fiercely.
That night, Qin Nuan had been too drunk and could barely remember it.
This was her first kiss with Shen Shiyan while fully sober.
At first, Qin Nuan was still a little nervous and embarrassed, her lashes trembling slightly, but in the end, she was completely lost in the kiss.
His kissing skills were too good. In no time at all, she went limp in his arms, leaning softly against him.
Until he lifted her with both hands, holding her waist, and set her down on the countertop.
The cold temperature made Qin Nuan’s whole body tremble. She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan and opened her eyes.
Shen Shiyan paused for a moment, then reluctantly released her lips and gave her a very light peck.
When they parted, both of their breathing was somewhat heavy.
Qin Nuan buried her head in the crook of Shen Shiyan’s neck, her face burning red.
Then she felt his fingertips gently brush across her flushed, burning ear as he asked in a low voice:
“I’ve already given you a week to prepare.”
“Tonight, can I?”
The implication was more than obvious.
Qin Nuan naturally knew what he was talking about. Her face was so hot it felt like it was about to drip blood.
But she realized that she wasn’t actually resisting.
She attributed all of this to the contract.
Besides, Shen Shiyan had indeed shown her enough respect.
This day would come eventually.
Qin Nuan bit her lip and gave a slight nod.
A low, soft chuckle immediately followed.
Hoarse and sexy.
Qin Nuan’s ears were about to go numb.
Shen Shiyan actually lifted her up in that same position and strode toward the room.
That night was pure madness.
He carried her back to the room, but his kisses never stopped, and he took her hand and placed it on his waist.
Qin Nuan’s rationality crumbled step by step.
From passively resting her hand on his waist, she gradually climbed upward along his back.
Their clothes grew looser, gently slipping off.
Two figures tumbled onto the dark gray bed, tangled together.
Their breathing grew hotter, and their bodies felt as if they were on fire.
He lifted his head from her swan-like slender neck, a trace of fascination surfacing in his usually clear and composed gaze.
Every time he touched her, he lost control.
Only she could give him this feeling.
Other women—even just being near them—made him uncomfortable.
The deeper he had suppressed his desire this week, the more he needed to take it out on her tonight.
He looked down and saw Qin Nuan beneath him, her gaze hazy, her soft hands loosely tangled around his neck.
Shen Shiyan let out a low chuckle, then lowered his head again to kiss her delicate collarbone, drawing out uncontrollable shivers and soft moans from her.
Qin Nuan felt like she was melting.
Unlike the night she was drunk, she was fully sober now, keenly feeling his teasing, his attentiveness, his dominance…
She had absolutely no power to resist.
Just as her consciousness was completely spiraling, her tightly bitten lips were released.
She heard his voice, laced with heavy breathing, sound by her ear:
“Nuan Nuan, who am I?”
That night, when she was drunk and holding him, she had called him by the wrong name.
So he hadn’t been indifferent after all—he had saved it all, waiting until this moment to unleash it.
“Mm…” She let out another soft moan.
She opened her eyes, but everything before her was a blur. She could only answer by instinct: “Shen Shiyan.”
He let out a low chuckle, finally giving in to her.
“Shen Shiyan.”
“Shen Shiyan…”
That night, she didn’t know how many times she called his name.
Every thought in her mind was swept away and consumed by this man.
In the heat of passion, Qin Nuan’s eyes turned slightly red.
She wondered how many women he had been with.
But he could always see through her thoughts with ease.
Another kiss landed on the most sensitive spot just below her ear.
He chuckled lowly, his deep, hoarse voice sounding: “That night, it was my first time too.”
Qin Nuan froze, opening her eyes to look at him.
But her moist eyes were kissed.
She heard him let out a sigh—
“Nuan Nuan, you can only be mine.”