"Yes, Master."
Lin Xuan answered solemnly, rose to his feet, and followed behind Huang Rong.
As the two doors closed with a creak, the study was instantly sealed off into a private world belonging only to the two of them.
Lin Xuan could no longer suppress the tidal surge of affection and desire in his heart.
He suddenly turned around and looked at the understanding flower blooming just for him.
The candlelight flickered, making Huang Rong's peerlessly lovely face appear even more radiant and alluring.
Her goose-yellow silk gown glowed softly beneath the warm golden light, much like the gentle, waterlike heart she had at that moment.
Her eyes shimmered, and within their wandering gaze lay both the joy of reunion after a long separation and a trace of shyness beneath the passionate stare of the man she loved.
"Xuan'er..."
Huang Rong had barely parted her red lips when her soft voice was swallowed up.
Lin Xuan took a stride forward like a hunting cheetah, closing in on her in an instant. With one long arm, he pulled the full, delicate body that countless martial heroes had dreamed of into his embrace—domineeringly, yet not without tenderness.
Heavenly thunder sparked earthly fire.
Lin Xuan lowered his head and fiercely kissed those rosy, luscious lips.
"Mmph..."
Huang Rong let out a soft moan, and half her body instantly went limp. Rather than resisting, she obediently rose onto her toes, her jade arms, smooth as green lotus roots, naturally wrapping around Lin Xuan's neck.
This was a kiss laden with long-suppressed longing.
Lin Xuan's tongue forcefully pried apart her teeth, greedily drinking in the sweetness and fragrance from her mouth, as though he wished to swallow her whole.
Huang Rong responded fervently, her soft little tongue tangling and dancing with his. Every touch