"Master's Husband was sleeping like the dead, and besides..."
Lin Xuan raised his hand and flicked two gusts of finger wind through the air.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
The finger wind entered Guo Jing's body, striking his sleep acupoints.
"To be safe, I added another layer of insurance. Even if the sky falls tonight, he won't wake up."
Pressing close to Huang Rong's burning ear, Lin Xuan whispered like a demon, "So, Master, tonight this place is our paradise. You can cry out as much as you like and enjoy yourself as much as you like, as long as... you don't get too loud."
The dim room was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard, along with Guo Jing's heavy snoring from not far away.
Every snore was like a heavy hammer striking brutally against Huang Rong's taut nerves.
Curled up in Lin Xuan's embrace, unable to move, her limpid eyes shone especially brightly in the darkness, yet were filled with terror and unease.
"Xuan'er... undo my acupoints... I won't run, I really won't..."
Huang Rong was still making one last effort. Her voice was soft and syrupy, carrying a hint of pleading. "This way... this way, I can't serve you..."
"No rush."
Lin Xuan appeared completely unhurried. One hand held Huang Rong's slender, supple waist tightly, while the other began to wander restlessly.
"Master usually puts on airs, lecturing this one and instructing that one. Today, I finally have the chance. Your disciple wants to properly 'serve' Master. Master only needs to enjoy it—there's no need for you to move."
As he spoke, his palm slipped beneath her moon-white silk nightgown.
His palm was scorching hot, and his callused fingers lightly grazed Huang Rong's jade-smooth skin. Starting from her flat, taut lower belly, they slowly climbed upward.
"Mm..."
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