You've Already Seen Everything-What Are You Shy About?

Lu Xueqi's eyes widened slightly as the clothes appeared out of thin air.

She took them and unfolded them: a moon-white top and a pale green skirt. The fabric was soft as a cloud, its surface glimmering faintly in the morning light.

Her fingers brushed over the embroidered patterns. The corners of her mouth lifted before she looked up at him, a hint of something inscrutable in her gaze.

"Husband." Lu Xueqi's voice was a little softer than usual, with a deliberately restrained tenderness. "Where did you get these women's clothes?"

Lu Jiuyuan leaned against the headboard, watching her.

The morning light streamed in from behind her, outlining her in a golden-white glow.

Her long hair fell over her shoulders. She hadn't put on the moon-white outfit yet and was wrapped only in the quilt, one snowy-white shoulder exposed.

His gaze lingered on her shoulder for a moment before moving away. The corners of his mouth slowly curved upward.

Lu Jiuyuan reached out and clasped her waist with both hands, drawing her out of the quilt and against his chest.

His palm rested on her smooth back, gliding slowly down the curve of her spine. He felt her soft body tremble faintly in his arms.

Her skin was smooth as fine mutton-fat jade, and his fingertips met almost no resistance as they traced it.

"Want to know?" Lu Jiuyuan's voice dropped. He pressed his lips to her ear and breathed a warm puff of air against it. "One more time, and I'll tell you."

Lu Xueqi's body stiffened in his arms for a moment. Then she lifted her head from his chest and shot him a glare.

She raised her hand and tapped her fist against his chest, once, then twice. It wasn't hard, more like a kitten pawing at someone.

"You're awful." Lu Xueqi's voice was muffled. "How are you never satisfied? How many times has it been..."

Lu Jiuyuan caught her fist and kissed it.

Her fingers curled slightly in his palm, but she didn't pull away.

He lowered his head to look at her. His gaze slid from her flushed cheeks to her slightly pouting lips, then from her lips to the collarbone exposed above the quilt. The amusement in his eyes deepened, brimming with undisguised, unabashed possessiveness.

"Because you're just too tempting, darling." Lu Jiuyuan's voice was lazy and hoarse with contentment, like a cat that had basked in the sun to its heart's content. "I can't help myself."

Lu Xueqi's lashes fluttered, and the blush on her face spread from her ears to her neck.

She bit her soft lip, as if she wanted to say something, but swallowed the words instead and buried her face in his chest.

His heartbeat sounded beside her ear, steady and strong. As she listened, the corners of her mouth slowly lifted.

Lu Jiuyuan lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. Her face was buried against his chest, so he couldn't see her expression, but he could feel the curve of her smile against his skin, warm as a petal.

His fingers slipped through her hair, gently stroking her scalp.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

Lu Xueqi lifted her head from his chest. Her face was rosy in the morning light, and her eyes shone like two black stones dipped in a stream. She looked at him for several seconds, then buried her face against him again.

"I'm thinking about how you're so awful."

"What else?"

"And I'm thinking..." Lu Xueqi paused, her voice so soft it was nearly inaudible. "I'm thinking about how I could have fallen for someone like you."

Lu Jiuyuan laughed and drew her closer.

"Senior Brother."

"Hmm?"

"Turn around."

Lu Jiuyuan leaned against the headboard, watching her.

Her long hair spilled over her shoulders and down her back. The quilt was pulled up to her collarbone, leaving one snowy-white shoulder and a small patch of her back exposed.

The skin there gleamed softly in the morning light, the outline of her shoulder blades faintly visible.

His gaze lingered on it for a moment, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved upward.

"Why should I turn around?" Lu Jiuyuan's voice was lazy, laced with amusement. "I saw everything worth seeing last night, and even got to touch it. What are you shy about now?"

Lu Xueqi's face turned bright red.

The flush started at her ears and spread all the way down her neck, red as the sunset over the back hills of Xiaozhu Peak.

Lu Xueqi clutched the quilt. Her full breasts trembled slightly, and she glared at him with glistening eyes, both embarrassed and annoyed.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself and will bully me again!"

Lu Xueqi raised her voice a little. Her words quivered at the end, carrying a coyness she couldn't quite put into words.

As soon as she finished speaking, she froze. Her face grew even redder, and she turned away from him, leaving only one ear, bright red, facing his way.

Lu Jiuyuan looked at her red ear, her slightly pouting lips, and the way she had curled up inside the quilt. He chuckled softly.

The sound was quiet, but especially clear in the silent room.

He reached out and slipped his fingers through her loose hair, gently stroking the back of her neck.

Her body trembled slightly, but she didn't move away.

"Don't worry." Lu Jiuyuan's voice was low and amused, as if coaxing a flustered kitten. "I promise I won't do anything."

Lu Xueqi turned her head and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

He looked serious, his gaze clear and his lips curved in a gentle smile. He was nothing like the man who had pinned her to the bed last night.

She stared at him for several seconds, as if trying to decide whether he was lying.

Then she let go of the quilt.

She moved slowly, as if testing the waters.

The quilt slipped from her shoulders, revealing her collarbone, her chest, and her waist.

The morning light fell on her, making her snowy-white skin look almost translucent.

Head bowed, she didn't dare meet his eyes. Her fingers trembled slightly as she picked up the moon-white outfit from beside the bed.

First, she put on her undergarments.

The moon-white fabric was soft, with thin shoulder straps tied into bows at her shoulders.

Her fingers wouldn't quite cooperate. It took several tries to tie them, and the bows ended up lopsided and unattractive.

Next came the inner robe, also moon-white, with a delicate orchid pattern embroidered around the collar.

She slipped her arms into the sleeves and tied the fastenings at the sides, moving so slowly that it seemed she was deliberately stalling. Last came the outer skirt, pale green and falling from her waist to her ankles.

She stood up, pulled the skirt to her waist, and tied the sash.

Throughout the whole process, Lu Jiuyuan kept watching.

His gaze slid from her shoulders to her waist, then down to the ankle peeking out from beneath her hem. A faint smile never left his lips.

He didn't touch her or say a word. He simply watched in silence, like someone admiring a painting.

Lu Xueqi could feel his gaze, warm as water pouring over her from head to toe.

Her face stayed red the entire time, from the moment she began dressing until she finished.

"All done." Lu Xueqi lowered her head and straightened her sleeves. "You can look now."

"I've been looking the whole time." Lu Jiuyuan's voice was full of amusement.

Lu Xueqi's fingers paused. She raised her head and glared at him.

Lu Jiuyuan looked at her for several seconds.

"You look beautiful."