Yuan Shu stepped into the room and immediately saw the man on the bed, leaning back on one hand, his head tilted slightly upward.
The sheer fabric perfectly displayed his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. Paired with this seductive and alluring posture, it was incredibly tempting.
Yuan Shu narrowed her eyes slightly, a wicked smirk curving her lips, and stood perfectly still.
A second later, Long Yunhui's somewhat anxious voice drifted over, "Miss?"
Yuan Shu walked over to the round table on the side, sat down, and unhurriedly poured herself a cup of tea.
"What is Young Master Long planning to do by bringing those three Mermaid Tears here?"
Her distant and indifferent tone made Long Yunhui, who was originally passionate yet apprehensive, stiffen.
Was she really just here to ask what he wanted to do?
Sourness welled up in Long Yunhui's heart.
They were already the most intimate of people, so perfectly compatible in that regard.
She liked him, and he liked her.
He had thought that deep down, he was someone special to her.
He never expected...
Long Yunhui felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, leaving his heart freezing cold.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, still unwilling to give up as he spoke, "Do you... not have anything else to say to me, Miss?"
Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow. Hearing this, she finally stood up from the round table and walked step by step toward the bed.
A faint scent of pear blossoms mingled with the room's incense. It was very distinct, and he recognized it instantly.
She was coming over!
He knew his face and body were quite attractive.
He figured that was the reason she had approached him in the first place.
Thinking of this, he tilted his head back slightly, wanting to show her his best side.
A hand covered Long Yunhui's face, the cool fingertips slowly tracing his fair, smooth skin.
Gliding over his brows and eyes, tracing the curve of his ear, sweeping down to his neck, gently caressing his exposed Adam's apple, and then slowly sliding further down onto the sheer fabric over his chest.
She heard Long Yunhui's uncontrollable, soft groan. Leaning in close to his cheek, she breathed lightly against his skin.
"Young Master Long brought three Mermaid Tears and dressed himself up like this. Could it be... you want to seduce me?"
The moment Yuan Shu's words fell, her fingertips pressed down slightly.
Long Yunhui gritted his teeth and trembled slightly, his hands instinctively reaching out to grab the waist of the person in front of him.
He pulled Yuan Shu into his arms.
Blindfolded by the silk ribbon, he couldn't see Yuan Shu's expression.
But that unique pear blossom scent belonging only to her made it easy for him to find her lips.
"Yes," he replied in a hoarse voice, lowering his head to kiss her without hesitation.
In the past, he would have been too embarrassed to hear her use such words.
As a dignified direct disciple of the Luoxian Sect with outstanding talent, why would he ever rely on his looks to seduce someone?
Absolutely impossible!
But now...
He could only admit that she was right; he was here to seduce her!
The Wanbao Pavilion hadn't asked him to wear these clothes, hadn't asked him to wear the blindfold, and certainly hadn't asked him to drink the tea that sealed away his spiritual energy.
Yet, he had done all of it willingly!
He had even bathed in her favorite flower petals, washing himself spotlessly clean.
If this wasn't seduction, what was?
But if he didn't seduce her, would she have come?
Would she have approached him?
They hadn't seen each other for so many days—did she not miss him at all?
Was there someone else by her side, or... did she simply not like him?
Whichever it was, just the thought of it drove him mad with agony!
How could he be the only one missing her?
No, he was going to make her cry out for him, and only for him!
Long Yunhui was no longer the novice he once was. He pried open her lips and teeth, aggressively invading and plundering without holding back.
It was as if he wanted to make up for all the longing of the past many days...
Yuan Shu had expected this guy might lose control a little, but she hadn't expected him to be this out of control!
Her lips were fiercely captured, giving her no chance to speak. Then came the hand gripping the back of her head, and the chaotic, demanding kisses.
Yuan Shu frowned.
It hurt!
He was using so much force, as if trying to press her into his very bones and blood. Yuan Shu struggled a few times, but without using her spiritual energy, she couldn't quite break free.
Left with no choice, Yuan Shu released the hands pressing against his chest and slid them down to his abdominal muscles...
"Mmh."
Long Yunhui's body trembled, and sure enough, he loosened his grip slightly.
Yuan Shu soothed him while gently kissing him back.
"Young Master Long, it hurts. Be gentle."
Long Yunhui's body tensed, but the arms holding Yuan Shu loosened a bit. Following her lead, he lowered his head and kissed her with a rhythmic gentleness.
It wasn't until Yuan Shu let go that he gripped her waist, straightened her up, and brushed aside the lapels of her clothes.
He lowered his head and planted a kiss.
...
When the storm of their passion finally subsided, Yuan Shu lay in the man's arms as he gently nibbled the skin of her shoulder.
The tickling sensation made her instinctively shrink deeper into his embrace.
Long Yunhui held her even tighter.
"The Mermaid Tears, do you like them?" His voice was a bit hoarse, his lips gently rubbing against the shell of her ear, seemingly unwilling to rest for even a moment.
"Rare and precious treasures, naturally I like them," Yuan Shu hummed softly.
"If I didn't have these Mermaid Tears, would you have refused to even see me?"
Long Yunhui turned her around and pulled her tightly onto his lap. His voice carried an unspeakable sense of grievance, "Do you really not like me at all?"
Yuan Shu slowly opened her eyes, reaching out to touch his handsome, jade-like face. She chuckled softly and said, "Not at all. I actually quite like this face of yours, as well as this body."
"Otherwise, even if you gave me a whole basket of Mermaid Tears, I wouldn't have come."
As Yuan Shu spoke, she reached up to cup his face, tilting her head to kiss him twice to prove she wasn't lying.
The gaze beneath Long Yunhui's silk blindfold brightened, and the arms holding Yuan Shu's waist tightened slightly. He spoke with a nervous tone, "Then... Miss, how about I... I marry you?"
Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow and looked up at him.
Having asked this, Long Yunhui's expression was visibly tense, fine sweat even beading on his forehead.
With his eyes covered, unable to see her, he turned his body slightly, using his ears to catch her every reaction.
The air fell silent for a few seconds, but it was enough to make Long Yunhui's passionate heart turn completely cold.
This was... a silent rejection.
Yuan Shu's hand slid toward his abdominal muscles...
Long Yunhui's body suddenly went rigid, his breathing instantly growing heavy.
Yuan Shu rose to a half-kneeling position and leaned close to his ear. "You dare to talk about marrying me when you don't even know what I look like? It seems today's torment wasn't enough."
"Long Yunhui, your punishment is that you are not allowed to move!"
With his eyes covered, his senses were magnified. Long Yunhui was completely unable to speak.
He could only kiss her back fiercely when Yuan Shu lowered her head to kiss him.
...
"Three Mermaid Tears, I grant you three promises."
Yuan Shu stopped Long Yunhui, who still wanted to kiss her, and chuckled lightly. "That's about enough time for today, Young Master Long. Let's leave it for next time."
Long Yunhui didn't speak. His hand grasped her shoulder, then slid down her arm to her wrist.
There, she wore a uniquely shaped bracelet that exuded a faint coolness.
It was likely an ice-attribute magical accessory.
"Since I am the one paying the price, shouldn't I be the one to decide when we stop?"
