Yun Si’s entire body stiffened as she struggled to break free from Xie Yan’s embrace.
Xie Yan pressed his hand firmly against the back of her head, refusing to let her move.
For Xie Yan, this was also an entirely unfamiliar experience. His harem was filled with countless beauties, but he had never touched a single woman. Whenever they approached him, he felt only disgust.
Their lips pressed tightly together, but Xie Yan felt it wasn’t enough. Instinctively, he wanted more. He parted his lips and took Yun Si’s mouth into his own.
Xie Yan was momentarily stunned. Were all women’s lips this soft? Tender, smooth, even more delicate than the softest tofu he had ever tasted…
Unable to resist, he extended his tongue, licking her lips again and again. After a moment, still unsatisfied, he bit down on the soft, tender flesh, grinding and nibbling.
Yun Si felt that this dream was particularly tormenting. Under the man’s clumsy, unskilled sucking, she couldn’t help but let out soft, fragmented whimpers.
Hearing the sounds she made, Yun Si’s face instantly flushed crimson. She clenched her teeth tightly, determined not to let even the slightest sound escape her lips again.
Clearly dissatisfied with her reaction, the man freed one hand and gently pinched her chin. His agile tongue pried open her tightly shut teeth and ventured into her mouth. His other hand remained firmly pressed against the back of her head, giving her no chance to escape.
Humiliated and angry, Yun Si clenched her fists and pounded them against the man’s chest. However, his chest was as hard as iron. Her hands grew red and sore from the effort, but the man’s figure didn’t even sway.
At first, the man’s movements had been so clumsy, yet after just a short while, he seemed to have mastered them without any guidance…
But Yun Si could no longer focus on her shame. She… she couldn’t breathe!
Yun Si felt as though she were suffocating. She even forgot that she was in a dream, that dying in a dream wouldn’t mean real death. Desperately, she opened her mouth wide, trying to inhale fresh air, but Xie Yan remained firmly pressed against her lips, leaving her unable to breathe.
Yun Si felt she could barely stand, collapsing weakly into the man’s arms. Only his hands kept her from crumpling to the ground.
Finally, the man paused briefly. Yun Si quickly turned her head away, gasping for air in large, desperate breaths.
Her eyes were slightly red, a teardrop hanging at the corner, trembling on the verge of falling… She looked utterly pitiful.
Xie Yan reached out and gently wiped the tear from the corner of Yun Si’s eye with his thumb. His gaze shifted downward, lingering on her lush, enticing lips.
Why were the young girl’s lips so red?
Had the lip rouge not rubbed off even after all that sucking and nibbling?
Curious, Xie Yan extended his hand, pressing his thumb against her moist lips and wiping firmly. He looked down at his finger, but no color had transferred.
A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. Then he remembered that when they first met, the young girl’s lips had been a light pink. Now, this vibrant, enticing red was entirely his doing.
“It hurts…” Yun Si frowned. The man’s fingers were calloused, and his movements were anything but gentle. Her lips were already swollen and tender from the kissing, almost to the point of breaking skin. The man’s rough rubbing only intensified the burning pain.
Before Yun Si could finish speaking, she noticed the man’s eyes darken abruptly. His neck and ears flushed red, and even the corners of his eyes took on a reddish hue.
How terrifying…
Yun Si instinctively sensed danger, her heart screaming to flee. But the man gripped her shoulders and gave a gentle pull, causing Yun Si to tumble back into his embrace once more.
His arms tightened around her, and Yun Si felt as if she were being crushed, melting into his very being.
Xie Yan felt the petite, delicate form in his arms, the young girl pressed tightly against him. He could even sense her rapidly beating heart.
Unlike any time before, being so intimate with a woman did not disgust him; instead, he deeply craved more…
Why was this girl’s body so soft, so fragrant?
So different from a man’s…
Where did the fragrance come from? Xie Yan couldn’t help but search for its source.
A peach blossom hairpin was slanted in Yun Si’s hair, its white jade pristine and flawless, like icicles hanging from eaves in winter. The peach blossoms adorning the pin were exquisitely delicate, their petals and stamens trembling as Yun Si swayed, appearing almost lifelike.
Under the spring breeze, clusters of peach blossoms quivered incessantly on the branches.
The one dangling from the tip of the hairpin swayed especially violently.
At some point, the peach blossom hairpin slipped from Yun Si’s sleek, dark hair and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The white jade pin shattered into several pieces, and the delicate peach blossoms adorning it were scattered in all directions. The tiny petals and stamens rolled away, lost to sight…
Xie Yan chuckled softly, as if he took pleasure in the sound of the jade shattering. He removed the jewels from Yun Si’s hair one by one, tossing them to the ground.
Finally, his gaze settled on the last piece of “jewelry” on Yun Si’s body—
The agate button on her chest.
The man extended his long, nimble fingers, pinched the button, and gave a sharp tug. The thread stitching it in place snapped…
“A’Si, wake up, wake up!”
Yun Si opened her eyes in confusion at Luo Xuanji’s call.
Half-asleep, she gasped and abruptly sat up straight.
Where… where was she?
Had she behaved improperly in her dream?
“A’Si, did I startle you?” Luo Xuanji’s gentle voice reached her ears. Yun Si grabbed her close friend’s sleeve, looking around in panic.
The scenery of Runwang Mansion came into view, and Yun Si realized she was in a pavilion beside the winding stream. The laughing and chattering young ladies were not far away.
She had been leaning against a pillar of the pavilion and had fallen asleep.
Oh, that’s right… memories gradually returned… Yun Si recalled losing at arrow-throwing earlier and drinking lotus wine…
“Was I drunk? How long did I sleep?”
“Did I talk in my sleep?”
Fu Xue and Luo Xuanji quickly reassured Yun Si: “A’Si, it’s alright.”
They told Yun Si that she had indeed been drunk and had slept in the pavilion for two quarters of an hour.
“You didn’t talk in your sleep, nor did you behave improperly. There’s no need to be so nervous, A’Si.”
“We only woke you because we saw you frowning and sleeping uncomfortably. We were worried the breeze here was too cool and might give you a chill.”
Fu Xue and Luo Xuanji assumed Yun Si was simply strict in her upbringing and highly concerned about her reputation, fearing she might have behaved improperly while drunk at Runwang Mansion.
Hearing her friends’ words, Yun Si breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, despite having such a dream, in others’ eyes, she had merely taken a quiet nap for two quarters of an hour.
Yun Si stood up, intending to follow her two friends back to the group of noble young ladies, but her expression suddenly changed.