Sea God Island

Su Xuan's behavior had not actually been beyond Emma's expectations. Toward this weak, scummy man, she truly both loved and hated him.

"Is it really not possible?"

Emma's voice was no longer forceful, but somewhat weak and pitiful. No man could withstand that—but Su Xuan was an exception, because Emma was his personal secretary. They were too familiar with each other.

Su Xuan lowered his head without saying a word. Silence was, in fact, the best answer.

Emma's eyes reddened as she said tearfully:

"Su Xuan, if you keep this up, you'll truly lose me!"

Su Xuan actually knew he would not, because in this relationship, he had never been the weaker party. Still, he could not make a girl lose face like this.

Su Xuan walked over to Emma, raised his pale, delicate hands, smooth as jade, and wiped the swollen redness around her eyes. He said gently:

"All right, Emma. Girls won't look pretty if they cry too much. Stop crying. I'll apologize to you, okay?"

Emma stopped and looked at Su Xuan's scumbag face, saying aggrievedly:

"But I'm really sad. Can't you just comfort me properly?"

Su Xuan was troubled. Just how was he supposed to comfort a girl properly? And was the kind of comforting she meant... proper?

Emma seemed to see through Su Xuan's filthy thoughts and got angry! Not only did he refuse to date her properly, he even wanted to get kinky with her?

She was angry!!!

Su Xuan looked at the inexplicably angry Emma and became even more troubled. I haven't even said anything, have I? Why is she angry again?

The saying that a woman's heart was like a needle at the bottom of the sea really was not a lie...

Hard, hard, hard!

"Emma, if I wanted it, would you give it to me?"

Su Xuan opened his pale golden eyes wide and looked earnestly at Emma.

Emma pursed her lips in grievance. Damn it, who do you think I've been saving myself for? Do you think I want to become a nun? Spend my whole life without a husband? Do you think I want to be an old leftover woman? Isn't it because you never wanted me?

Sigh, that really fit the saying.

Why didn't you get into Tsinghua University? Was it because you didn't want to?

That really stabbed her in the heart. Her defenses had been shattered, shattered, everyone. She could not take it anymore.

The city was full of schemes. She wanted to go back to the countryside.

Su Xuan gently hugged Emma.

"All right, Emma. What's gotten into you these past few days? You've actually started acting cute, throwing tantrums, and begging for attention..."

Emma blushed at Su Xuan's words, but she still stubbornly retorted:

"Then tell me, did it work? Would you have been willing to hug me before? Would you have said sweet things to me? Didn't I have to fight for all of it myself?"

As she spoke, Emma's eyes reddened again.

Why, why were other girls cherished and loved by their husbands, while she lived like a desperate simp?

Sob, sob. I'm crying, everyone. I'm tearing up.

Her defenses were shattered, shattered. She could not take it anymore.

"Ah, well..."

Su Xuan was a little speechless. But it really did seem to be true. Why was that?

Su Xuan thought it over carefully.

Emma had been the weaker one in the relationship, always giving unilaterally. Although Su Xuan often prepared little surprises and sweet gestures for Emma, comparing the two made the gap obvious.

Emma had devoted her entire body and heart to Su Xuan, or rather, to Su Xuan's career, without complaint or regret.

And what about Su Xuan?

Other than saving Emma's life, Su Xuan had never treated her in any particularly special way. On the contrary, he had treated her as though she were ordinary.

Su Xuan felt somewhat guilty, but how could something like love possibly be explained so simply in just a few words?

"Emma... maybe I really was a bit too much before. You..."

Emma shook her head, nestled against Su Xuan's chest, and said obediently:

"It's all right. Emma was originally the Master's possession. Master gave Emma life, gave Emma warmth. Emma was originally destined to be destroyed. It was Master who picked Emma, who was considered defective, from among those perfect chips. Honestly, even now, Emma is very grateful to Master. No matter what Master is like, Emma actually..."

Su Xuan's expression darkened slightly. He covered Emma's mouth and said calmly:

"No need to say any more, Emma. You repaid the debt you owed me long ago. As for now, I'm actually the one who owes you more."

Su Xuan was somewhat melancholy. He glanced out the window at the blazing sun, as if it represented this frenzied midsummer.

Su Xuan's pale golden eyes met Emma's sky-blue eyes earnestly. Emma blushed a little under his gaze. Those eyes were simply too burning, as if they could pierce straight into her soul.

"Emma, I could always feel your feelings. It's just that things around me used to be complicated and chaotic, impossible to sort out. I only wanted to run away from it all."

"But now, I won't run anymore. I thought about it seriously. Do I like you?"

Emma's heart pounded wildly.

"I think I do like you, Emma."

Su Xuan spoke those words earnestly. It was an ordinary confession, plain and unremarkable. There were no grand fireworks, no gorgeous flowers—only a boy telling a girl that he liked her.

But what did that like represent?

It represented eight long years of a girl's devotion, eight years of being by his side through every little moment. It was nearly irreplaceable. During those eight years, Su Xuan had fled from Spirit Hall to Heaven Dou City, then from Heaven Dou City to Spirit City. Even Gu Yuena had not accompanied him much. The only one who had always remained at his side was this personal secretary.

Emma's eyes reddened, as though she were about to cry. She rested her head against Su Xuan's chest and said softly:

"Don't let me down."

"I won't."

Su Xuan answered earnestly.

Su Xuan looked into Emma's eyes, taking another look at his beautiful secretary's little face—her dainty nose, soft pink lips, and large, sky-blue anime-like eyes. She was an incredibly kawaii girl.

Emma could no longer care about a maiden's reserve. She wrapped her arms around Su Xuan's neck, and their lips pressed tightly together.

As though two zombies were gnawing on each other.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Emma's face was flushed an unnatural red.

Yes, as an experienced playboy—

Su Xuan's hands naturally did not behave themselves. The curves at her chest were truly quite alluring, enough to make countless boys linger.

"Master, take me."

Emma gave him another passionate kiss.

Su Xuan had already begun taking off his clothes, casually pulling the curtains shut as well.

Su Xuan looked at Emma with affection in his eyes, his hands braced against the bed.

"Are you ready?"

At that moment, the atmosphere and love between them were at their strongest.

"Mm, come on."

Emma lay on the bed, looking as though she were ready to face death.