(Sob sob sob... This chapter was reviewed, so I had to make major revisions.)
At this moment, the sun had finally sunk completely below the horizon, and the last trace of daylight was swallowed by the night.
The garden's motion-sensor lights came on, casting soft halos of light.
"Feng..."
A faint moan, soft as a mosquito's buzz, came from Xu Feng's arms.
He looked down and saw that, at some point, Mai Xiao Wen had buried her entire face in his chest. Only her tiny earlobes, red enough to seem ready to bleed, and a stretch of fair neck remained exposed.
The thin layer of sweat from their earlier boxing practice had long since soaked through her light red-and-black shirt and athletic shorts.
The drenched clothes clung tightly to the graceful curves of her body, outlining her full figure, slender waist, and long, straight legs in vivid detail.
Her delicate skin glistened with an enticing, dewy sheen beneath the lights.
She leaned limply against Xu Feng's solid chest, her warm body heat clearly passing through the damp fabric, along with the rich, sweet fragrance unique to her.
Her body trembled faintly, like a cat baring its softest belly to its owner, silently conveying dependence and... invitation.
Ever since their relationship had become clear, the boyish innocence in Xu Feng had faded with astonishing speed.
Perhaps the decisiveness and possessiveness of a martial artist buried deep in his bones had been awakened, or perhaps the moments they had spent together day and night over the past month had already steeped their feelings into something intense enough.
Not to mention that, just two and a half weeks earlier,
Xu Feng had celebrated his eighteenth birthday and officially stepped across the threshold into adulthood.
At this moment, his blood ran hot, and a beautiful girl filled his arms.
Xu Feng was not some eunuch protagonist from a novel.
With meat delivered right to his mouth, how could he possibly resist taking a bite?
He was a martial artist, brimming with vitality and fierce emotions.
When the girl he loved took the initiative to nestle in his arms like this, letting him feel that astonishing softness and searing warmth, while her unique scent lingered beneath his nose...
An indescribable heat instantly surged up from his lower abdomen, like a wildfire sweeping across the plains and rapidly engulfing his entire body.
He drew a deep breath, trying to calm his slightly racing heartbeat, but it did little good.
The soft body in his arms seemed to possess some kind of magic, endlessly teasing at his most primal nerves.
Moonlight poured down like spilled mercury, quietly bathing the garden and adding even more hazy ambiguity to its tranquil atmosphere.
Xu Feng's right arm around Mai Xiao Wen's waist tightened slightly, pulling her closer against him.
His left hand slowly rose, the warm pads of his callused fingers gently brushing aside a strand of sweat-damp hair stuck to her cheek and tucking it behind her ear.
That intimate gesture made Mai Xiao Wen tremble again.
She rubbed her face harder against his chest and let out a muffled nasal sound, while the arms around his waist tightened as well.
Feeling the curve beneath his palm, the flame in Xu Feng's heart burned even more fiercely.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and in the end, he could not hold back as his right hand slid down gently.
Slap.
The soft sound, carrying a trace of moisture, was especially clear in the silent night.
"Ah...!"
Like a startled fawn, Mai Xiao Wen suddenly raised her head. Her eyes shimmered with moisture as she shot Xu Feng an embarrassed, irritated glare.
Yet there was not the slightest real anger in that gaze. Instead, it was more like a coy complaint she could not bring herself to voice. Her eyes rippled with charm, making Xu Feng's heart stir again.
"You, you... You're so shameless..."
Her voice dropped even lower. Her cheeks were so red they seemed ready to smoke, and her gaze darted away, unable to meet Xu Feng's burning eyes. In an almost inaudible, stammering voice, she said:
"Go... go to the room... Here... isn't okay..."
That whisper, which sounded like permission and even carried a hint of urging, instantly ignited the last shred of reason in Xu Feng's heart.
"Hehe..."
He chuckled softly, his laughter carrying long-suppressed desire and the pleasure of getting his way.
Without another word, he flexed his arms and effortlessly swept Mai Xiao Wen's warm, soft body into a standard bridal carry.
Mai Xiao Wen cried out in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her burning cheek in the hollow of his neck.
Xu Feng pushed off with his feet. Swift and light as a leopard, he made several quick bounds. Rather than using the front door, he carried Mai Xiao Wen straight up from the garden and landed precisely on the open windowsill of the villa's second-floor master bedroom.
Bang.
The heavy curtains were stirred by invisible Qi energy and closed on their own, blocking all outside prying eyes.
Only a simply designed bedside lamp remained lit in the room, casting a warm yellow glow that outlined the interior in vague, ambiguous shapes.
The moonlight was shut outside the window, with only a few indistinct shadows falling across the floor through gaps in the curtains.
And amid those swaying shadows, intertwined figures could faintly be seen.
The rustling friction of clothes, the sound of garments slipping to the floor, and the faint creaking of an overburdened mattress mingled together.
As the saying went:
A maiden of sixteen, soft as cream, A sword at her waist, she slays all men. Though no heads are seen to fall, Their marrow secretly withers within.
(My phone battery is low, so I didn't have time to write the rest. I had no choice but to skip 25,000 words of intense battle. Please use your imagination.)
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