Her skirt had long since ridden up during their earlier movements, bunching at the tops of her thighs.
Her slender, porcelain-like legs curled on his bed.
Xie Qing Ci’s eyes darkened, his throat moving slightly.
His hands quickened as he finished unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it aside carelessly.
In one stride, he knelt on the bed, leaning down to reach for the young woman hiding under the covers.
Yu Qing had been burrowing under the blankets for some time, her hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, and eyes shimmering with moisture.
Seeing her like this, the last thread of restraint in Xie Qing Ci’s mind snapped completely.
An overwhelming cascade of kisses descended upon her…
Now, back in his bedroom, on his familiar bed,
the man shed all pretense, becoming utterly uninhibited.
His large hand cupped the back of her neck as he kissed her fiercely and urgently.
His other hand grew restless, grasping her slender wrist and guiding it downward.
Led by him, Yu Qing’s fingers touched something cold—the buckle of his belt.
“Baby, help me take it off, okay?”
He didn’t even pull away from her soft lips as he spoke.
Yu Qing opened her mouth to refuse, but the man only deepened the kiss…
“Mmm—”
The young woman’s delicate moan provoked an even more aggressive kiss from the man.
Guided by his hand, the belt was undone.
“Click—”
The crisp sound of metal was unusually distinct in the quiet room.
It was as if the man had activated a switch for acceleration.
In a few quick movements, he stripped off his trousers and flung them to the floor.
Throughout the entire process, he never left the sweet, soft lips he adored.
Yu Qing grew frightened and instinctively reached to clutch his clothes.
Instead, her fingers met the firmness of his chest muscles, their temperature scalding to the touch.
Startled, she quickly retracted her hand.
But Xie Qing Ci would not allow her any retreat.
He took her hand and wrapped it around his neck.
“Baby, is this okay?”
Listen.
What kind of question was that?
At a time like this, he still had to ask for her consent?
Did she even have the right to say no?
Yu Qing’s peach-blossom eyes glistened with tears as she parted her soft lips: “What if I say no?”
The man’s gaze darkened, fixed intently on her.
Yu Qing thought he would simply take her—after all, they had already reached this point…
But Xie Qing Ci leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers.
At such close proximity, their breaths mingled, and Yu Qing felt her intoxication deepen.
“Then I’ll beg you, okay?”
—What if I say no?
—Then I’ll beg you, okay?
How could Yu Qing refuse a Xie Qing Ci who pleaded with such near-desperate humility?
Her soft, pale hands cupped the man’s face as she actively kissed her devotee.
Having received her permission, Xie Qing Ci pounced on his prey like a beast unleashed from its cage.
…
“It hurts—”
“Bear with it, baby, okay?”
“Xie Qing Ci, it really hurts—”
“I’m sorry, baby, my good girl—”
…
…
…
The sun gradually set in the west.
Inside the room, delicate sobs mingled with the man’s continuous, gentle coaxing, never ceasing…
Yu Qing felt like a fish out of water.
She cried herself to exhaustion, passed out, only to awaken again, over and over…
…
When the moon rose in the east,
Xie Qing Ci finally relented, releasing the delicate treasure in his arms.
Yu Qing’s voice was hoarse from crying, her skin tinged with a faint pink hue.
It was covered with marks of varying sizes left by him…
Such a delicate darling.
Even the lightest touch would leave a red mark.
The man kissed her forehead glistening with sweat.
Holding her in this position, he lifted her up, but the sensation of intrusion roused Yu Qing from her faint.
She whimpered and began pushing against Xie Qing Ci.
Alas, she barely had strength to open her eyes, let alone push him away.
Knowing her discomfort, Xie Qing Ci quickly found a loose coat to wrap around the young woman.
Though they weren’t going outside, she had perspired heavily, and he feared she might catch cold.
Barefoot, he carried her toward the bathing chamber at the rear.
While walking, he soothed the sulking darling in his arms.
“Be good, my treasure. We’ll bathe soon, just endure a little longer, hmm?”
Although the old residence maintained traditional architecture overall, many functional rooms had been modernized.
Behind the master bedroom lay what was originally a stone hot spring chamber, which Xie Qing Ci had converted into an expansive circular bathtub bathroom.
The connected rooms allowed him to carry her directly there without concern.
The automated tub had been filling with hot water since he activated it from the bedroom.
By the time they finished and arrived to bathe, the tub already held warm water.
Xie Qing Ci removed the coat from the young woman and stepped into the tub with her in his arms.
“Mmm—”
The drowsy little darling sighed contentedly.
Eliciting a soft chuckle from the man.
Hearing his laughter, Yu Qing struggled to lift her eyelids and glare at him.
Unaware that her flushed cheeks and amorous gaze made the glance utterly captivating.
The man’s body responded honestly, betraying his arousal.
…
Their frolic in the temperature-controlled tub lasted over two hours.
Only when Yu Qing’s stomach growled with hunger did Xie Qing Ci reluctantly call an end.
Refreshed and energized, the man carried the sleepy girl back to the bedroom.
Unable to use the bed temporarily, he gently laid her on the daybed.
Though hungry, Yu Qing ached all over with exhaustion and fell asleep the moment she touched the cushions.
After instructing the kitchen to prepare a meal, Xie Qing Ci returned to find the young woman fast asleep.
Sighing resignedly, he fetched a fresh quilt from the cabinet to cover her.
Then turned to clean the “battlefield” from the afternoon.
Having staff tidy up would likely mortify the young woman beyond measure.
Besides, he could never allow others to see her in such a soft, alluring state.
His precious darling belonged to him alone.
Yu Qing was roused by the aroma of food.
The dining table featured warming pads, and Xie Qing Ci, seeing her sleep soundly, had kept the dishes heated without disturbing her.
Upon waking, she glanced around but saw no sign of Xie Qing Ci.
A wave of grievance washed over her.
Hmph!
That wretched man!
Devouring her completely then abandoning her!
Ugh!
[A Li—the Emperor Lord personally bathed you, changed your clothes, dried your hair, and even applied your skincare products! You’re being too harsh!]
???
[What exactly did you see? Why weren’t you banished to the dark room?]
Little Milk Candy hastily covered its mouth and feigned muteness.
Truthfully, it had seen nothing!
It had intended to sneak a peek, but a sharp, intimidating gaze precisely targeted it.
As if sensing something, the Emperor Lord frightened it into immediate hiding…
Better not provoke him.
How could even the Lord’s fragment be this formidable?
How could Xiao A Li ever match the Emperor Lord?
…
Yu Qing sat on the soft couch, growing more aggrieved the longer she thought about it. Her entire body ached terribly.
Wuwuwu—
Suddenly, she faintly heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.