Entwined

Si Yunqi heard her clearly, and sweetness spread through his heart as though it had been smeared with honey. He lifted her with one large hand and settled her astride his lap. "I feel the same," he said softly.

Hearing his answer, Yan Wanning's unease turned to joy. She slipped her arms around his neck and shyly kissed his thin, cool lips. She was about to pull away after a kiss as fleeting as a dragonfly skimming the water, but a large hand gripped the back of her head, and he forcefully nibbled at her luscious red lips.

Their lips and tongues tangled endlessly as his other hand slipped beneath her clothes and kneaded freely. Yan Wanning went limp, leaning against the man as though she depended on him for support. Her eyes were so moist that they made one want to tease her.

The hand beneath her clothes suddenly tightened its grip. With her lips sealed by his, all Yan Wanning's whimpers were swallowed between their lips.

After a long while, the man released her lips. Both their breaths were unsteady. Scorching desire churned in Si Yunqi's ink-black eyes. Yan Wanning was also uncomfortable with him pressing against her and shifted restlessly, only for him to grip her slender waist tightly. Even through their clothes, she could feel his searing heat.

"Has your monthly course ended?" Si Yunqi stared at the little rabbit in his arms, burning with desire.

Frightened by his gaze, Yan Wanning nevertheless answered in a trembling voice, "It... it has."

"Mm."

"Would my wife take the lead tonight?"

"I... I... don't know how."

"I'll teach you."

Outside, rain poured down in torrents and cold winds howled. Inside, the heat was scorching. In the candlelight, the woman's rising and falling silhouette could be seen through the red gauze curtains, while sounds that made one blush echoed through the room. A fair, delicate hand reached out from behind the curtains and clutched the edge of the bed. A large hand followed, covered the little hand, and drew it back behind the curtains.

Outside the room, Xiao He listened to the sounds, her face already bright red. Still, she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed her masters had made up; as long as everything was all right, that was good.

Watching Xiao He blush, Yun Yin was also a little red in the face, though his dark skin hid it. He cleared his throat and said, "Miss Xiao He, why don't you go back and rest first?"

Xiao He shook her head awkwardly. "N-no need. I'm fine keeping watch here."

"Miss Xiao He, there's no need to refuse. In there..." Yun Yin paused. "There's no telling when they'll finish."

"When our masters call for someone, I'll come and fetch Miss Xiao He."

"Then sorry for the trouble, Guard Yun." Xiao He curtsied to him, then turned and went back to her room.

Yun Yin watched her leave, a smile involuntarily appearing at the corners of his lips.

The same thing was taking place in Qin Shaoheng's room at the Qin Residence. His face flushed, Qin Shaoheng stared at the bewitching woman straddling him. His eyes held a look of barely contained desire, though he dared not show it.

The woman's long, ink-black hair spilled over her shoulders, and her clothes were half-open, exposing skin as fair as snow to the air. Her slender, jade-like fingers gently stroked his muscular chest as her body trembled slightly. Her face was flushed as well, and her alluring eyes glistened with moisture.

"Stop this nonsense and get off me!" Qin Shaoheng roared.

The woman smiled seductively and bent to kiss his lips. In a voice both sweet and seductive, she said, "Nonsense? Qin Shaoheng, you're clearly enjoying this too, aren't you?"

The woman moved slightly, and Qin Shaoheng let out a muffled groan, his breathing growing heavy. "Liyue, stop. You'll regret this one day."

"Heh, Qin Shaoheng, what if I don't stop? I, Liyue, have never regretted anything I've done." Liyue leaned close to his ear and blew softly. "Do you really not want me? But you've clearly been aroused."

"Now that you've taken my virginity, don't you intend to take responsibility?" Liyue teased him. "No matter what, you, Qin Shaoheng, are already my man, and you can belong only to me."

Seeing that she would not listen to him, Qin Shaoheng closed his eyes, hiding the feelings in their depths. In a hoarse voice, he said, "I'm a cripple who can barely move. If you stay with me, you'll draw many strange looks and be mocked by others."

"Hmph! That's all?" Liyue scoffed, her face full of disdain. "Qin Shaoheng, even I'm not afraid. What exactly are you afraid of?"

Qin Shaoheng's eyes flew open. He gripped the back of Liyue's head and fiercely nibbled at those tempting, infuriating lips. Her beautiful eyes brightened, and Liyue eagerly wrapped her arms around his neck and responded. "You're finally acting like a man."

Liyue's words provoked him. Gripping her waist, he said through clenched teeth, "You asked for this. Don't regret it."

"Mm, I asked for it." Liyue drew her lips a little away from his and said breathlessly, "So... come on, then~"

The next day, Yan Wanning slept until the sun was high in the sky. When she opened her eyes, she found Si Yunqi still asleep beside her, a rare sight indeed, for he never slept in.

No matter how late they stayed up, after carrying her to the bathing room to clean up, he would sleep for only a short while before getting up early for his morning exercises as usual.

He held her in his arms, his eyes closed and his breathing even. Yan Wanning needed only to tilt her head to see his sculpted jaw. Curious, she reached out with one little hand to touch the protrusion on his neck.

She pressed it gently, and a large hand reached over to catch hers. Si Yunqi had woken at some point. Resting his chin on top of her head, he said in a somewhat languid voice, "Don't tease me, my wife."

"Oh." Yan Wanning lay obediently in his arms.