His kisses slowly traveled down from her forehead, over her brows and eyes, past the tip of her nose, before finally landing on those slightly pale yet still-soft lips.
"Mm..."
Cheng Ying trembled, instinctively wanting to respond, yet her weakened body made her movements clumsy.
Lin Xuan patiently guided her, gently prying apart her pearly teeth with the tip of his tongue and slipping into her warm, moist mouth, passing a breath of pure true qi into her.
That breath of true qi was like sweet rain, instantly nourishing Cheng Ying's parched meridians. She felt a warm current spread from her mouth into her heart. Her once icy, rigid body gradually regained feeling and even began to grow faintly warm.
"So warm..."
Cheng Ying instinctively clung tightly to Lin Xuan, as though she had embraced a brazier in the depths of winter.
While she was dazed with confusion and desire, Lin Xuan's fingers deftly undid the knotted buttons of her inner garment.
As her collar fell open, a moon-white dudou embroidered with emerald bamboo came into view.
Beneath the dudou, the faintly visible curves were not as magnificent as Huang Rong's, yet they possessed the youthful firmness and delicacy unique to a maiden, like two white doves that had only just matured, quietly resting there.
That patch of snowy skin glowed with the warm luster of ivory in the candlelight, so smooth that not even a pore could be seen.
"So beautiful."
Lin Xuan's fingers gently caressed her delicate collarbone, making Cheng Ying shudder.
"Brother Lin... don't... it tickles a little..."
She twisted her body slightly, unaware of how seductive that motion appeared in Lin Xuan's eyes.
Lin Xuan's fingers slid down from her collarbone, slipping effortlessly beneath the edge of her dudou.
The instant his palm touched that warm,