You Might as Well Kill Me!

The sensation of something hard yet supple reached her, and Su Luoqian, now completely sober, felt her heart tremble. She instinctively shrank back.

But the man pulled her back in front of him.

The bed curtains fell, making the light within even dimmer. Su Luoqian couldn't make out his expression, but she could clearly feel his gaze on her, almost tangible.

Deep and dark, like an abyss.

Her heart began to race, and her nose was filled with his pleasant scent.

Clean and cool, yet it seemed to grow hotter by the moment.

Su Luoqian instinctively raised a hand between them, but he seized it.

Lu Jingsi tightened his grip on her waist and drew her fully into his arms. He buried his face against her neck, his breath impossibly hot.

"Do you remember what you did in the waterside pavilion?"

At his reminder, scene after scene flashed through Su Luoqian's mind: how she had taken the initiative to kiss him under the influence of wine, trying to pass it to him.

She went rigid, her breathing shaky as she refused to admit it. "...W-what..."

Lu Jingsi gave a low chuckle and pulled down the hand she had held between them.

He caught it, gripped it tight, rolled over, and pressed it against the brocade pillow.

"Your heart is beating so fast. I take it you do remember, princess consort."

Both wore only their inner robes, which made things exceedingly convenient for him.

The man freed one hand and gradually moved it down the shapely body beneath him, untying her inner robe.

His long fingers parted it.

His night vision was excellent. Beneath the plain white undergarment, her soft breasts were full and voluptuous, trembling under his gaze.

Lu Jingsi bent down, his long arm slowly reaching behind her.

A gentle tug.

The ties of her undergarment came loose as well.

Lu Jingsi's eyes darkened terribly.

Su Luoqian's heart raced.

Under his gaze, her eyes were nearly driven red.

Her other hand, still free, instinctively pressed against his chest, trying to push him away.

Lu Jingsi raised his eyes, his gaze returning to her face.

Her white porcelain-like cheeks were flushed pink. He hadn't done anything yet, but her eyes were already rippling with alluring charm.

He spoke in a low voice. "What?"

"You kicked me on our wedding night, and now you want to push me away too?"

Su Luoqian instinctively shook her head in denial. "No..."

Lu Jingsi pulled down the other end of the curtain tie by the bed and knotted it.

Before Su Luoqian could react, both her hands were pinned above her head.

She panicked. "Lu... Lu Jingsi..."

They could talk things over.

It wasn't as if she wouldn't let him do it, so why did he have to tie her up?

Lu Jingsi's voice was muffled.

"Just in case."

She bit her lip, holding back the sound about to escape.

Lu Jingsi was tall, and when he pressed down on her, he brought with him an intense, oppressive pressure.

Su Luoqian couldn't struggle free.

Lu Jingsi's kisses returned to her face, light and gentle, before falling on her lips and prying them open.

His voice was indistinct. "You can make a sound. It's all right."

The veins on Lu Jingsi's forehead stood out slightly as he leaned close, licking and kissing her soft lips to soothe her.

"Mm~ ah..."

The man's voice followed close behind. "Be good."

Outside the dark curtains, a fair jade foot hung limply, looking particularly striking on this night of heavy, driving rain.

A moment later.

A large, lean, powerful hand reached out from within the curtains, gripped the jade foot, and pulled it back inside.

The rain showed no sign of stopping.

The maid keeping watch at the door was jolted out of her doze. Outside, the rain was growing heavier; inside, there were sounds that made her blush.

It took her quite a while to distinguish them, and she edged farther beneath the corridor eaves, her ears burning red.

The sounds in the main room did not cease until the sky began to pale.

Lu Jingsi called for water, and the servants kept their eyes lowered as they carefully and deftly poured it into the bath behind the screen in the inner chamber.

A scent that stirred the imagination seemed still to linger in the air. He wrapped Su Luoqian in clothes, picked her up, and set her on the chaise longue nearby.

Only after the servants had put everything in the room in order did Lu Jingsi stand beside the chaise longue and ask, "Can you bathe by yourself?"

Not a single patch of skin on Su Luoqian's body was unmarked. The traces all over her were too much to look at.

She glared at him angrily. "I don't need your false concern."

She had begged and cursed him just now, but the man had paid no heed. Only now did he think to ask her opinion.

Lu Jingsi glanced at the red marks exposed on her shoulder, then bent down, picked her up, and carried her behind the screen.

As his scent drew close again, Su Luoqian couldn't help going limp, even as he held her.

Her two slender, porcelain-white legs kicked feebly. "Put me down."

The sated man was especially good-tempered. Even though her words were barbed, he still set her down beside the bath with care and restraint.

The moment her feet touched the floor, Su Luoqian's legs began to tremble. She gripped the edge of the bath tightly with her scallion-white fingertips, barely managing to stand.

But then she felt something unusual.

Su Luoqian's face went scarlet. She shoved him with a hand and cried, "Get out!"

Lu Jingsi glanced at her, standing only by leaning against the wooden bath for support. Without saying anything, he turned and went out.

Only after making sure that Lu Jingsi had left the main room for the washroom next door did Su Luoqian slowly lift the clothes covering her.

She looked away quickly, as though her gaze had been scalded.

Only then did she move unhurriedly into the bath.

The beauty's slender waist, full hips, and ample, snowy breasts slowly sank into the hot water, letting the warmth spread over her.

Comfortable soaking in the hot water, Su Luoqian was sleepy and exhausted. She rested her slender arms on the edge of the bath and closed her eyes for a short nap.