Sumeru City, at night.
As Yucheng's consciousness slowly returned to his body, he felt himself enveloped in a warm, wet current. It was pleasantly warm, and besides that, there seemed to be something soft rubbing back and forth over his body, making him feel utterly comfortable.
Gradually, however, Yucheng seemed to sense something amiss. The rubbing slowly moved toward his lower body, nearing his sensitive parts.
Yucheng immediately opened his eyes and asked the beauty before him in puzzlement, "Ayaka, what are you doing?"
Dressed in nothing but a white bathrobe, Ayaka instantly froze. Disbelief filled her eyes, and her fair face turned scarlet.
The next moment, a bashful scream rang out in Yucheng's room, only to cut off abruptly!
Yucheng dressed unhurriedly, while Ayaka slumped limply beside him, her head almost buried against her chest, not daring to look at him at all.
Looking at Ayaka beside him, Yucheng could not help shaking his head. This had come far too suddenly. Wasn't this the second time someone had paid him a nighttime visit?
Honestly, he had been lying perfectly comfortably in bed before falling asleep, only to wake up stark naked in a bathtub, with an irresistibly alluring beauty beside him diligently washing his body...
Anyone who saw that scene without knowing the circumstances would have thought some debauched aristocrat was indulging in extravagant pleasures. Yet on closer inspection, he was apparently the one enjoying it. Who could possibly handle that!
Most importantly, ever since leaving Inazuma on his diplomatic mission to Sumeru, he had remained abstinent. On top of that, his body had gone through 152 cycles of the Sabzeruz Festival and the breathtaking Dance of the Goddess of Flowers that Nilou had performed at the end.
His body had already been a powder keg ready to