In the quiet courtyard, the sound of water echoed, accompanied by uneven breathing.
After a long while, Yuan Shu pinched his chin and pulled him away from her.
"Cultivate well. I have some business down the mountain and won't be back tonight."
Her tender white fingers gently rubbed the corners of Yun Sheng's lips, easily rubbing the skin red.
Yun Sheng wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing her soft curves into his embrace, his emotions beating wildly along with the boiling blood in his veins.
He really, really wanted to become one of the people by her side.
But... he wasn't qualified yet.
Yun Sheng forced down the craving in his chest and nodded obediently. "Okay."
Yuan Shu gently stroked his face, turned around, and left the courtyard.
...
The familiar washroom, the familiar bathing pool, the familiar petal bath, and beside it, the familiar erotic clothing...
Long Yunhui was speechless.
For a moment, he felt like he had gone mad, actually delivering himself to her doorstep.
But soon, the familiar body in his mind, the familiar scent of pear blossoms, and that familiar, soul-captivating taste gained the upper hand.
By coming here, he could see her again...
No, he couldn't say "see."
The red ribbon was still resting on the table.
He still wouldn't be able to see her, but he could feel her.
Feel every part, every inch, every spot of her body, and experience her unparalleled beauty!
In his mind, that sensation ran wild, and his body was already undergoing quiet, uncontrollable changes.
Long Yunhui took a deep breath to slowly suppress that restless feeling.
He stripped off his clothes, stepped into the pool, and washed every inch of his body clean. Then, he reached out and picked up the two-piece garment on the side.
His fingertips tightened slightly.
This kind of clothing was only worn by the people in brothels.
At the thought, a wave of humiliation surged in Long Yunhui's heart.
But...
He had already been humiliated once; there was nothing more humiliating than that!
He took a deep breath and put the clothes on anyway.
"Young Master Long."
An attendant offered him tea laced with muscle-relaxing powder.
Long Yunhui pursed his lips, silently took it and drank it. He allowed the physician to examine his body, and was then escorted into the room.
The familiar, light agarwood scent was refreshing.
Long Yunhui turned his head to look around the room. It was still decorated in that bright red, just like a bridal chamber.
And what they were going to do was indeed something only newlyweds would do.
He forced himself to calm down as quickly as possible, leaned against a corner of the bed, and reached for the red ribbon on the small table beside him.
He consciously covered his eyes with it.
He was already familiar with the process; now he just had to wait for the person.
Long Yunhui's heart was a little uneasy.
The first time, he had only felt nervous and frustrated, but now, he inexplicably felt a hint of anticipation.
Undeniably, he could not forget that night.
Moreover, he hoped to have it again!
Yuan Shu watched from the doorway for a moment. Seeing him consciously blindfold himself, the corners of her lips curled up. She pushed the door open and walked in.
She didn't tie him up right from the start like last time.
After all, last time, she was afraid Long Yunhui would be unwilling, and if he struggled, she wouldn't be able to subdue him.
But this time, he had delivered himself to her doorstep!
With plenty of time, Yuan Shu also had the leisure to admire the beauty.
She had to admit, her senior martial brothers all looked different, each with their own unique characteristics.
For example, Shen Qi had tougher facial features and deeper, more profound eyes. Coupled with his slightly square face, his brows and eyes exuded an air of righteous integrity.
Or Shu Linyuan, who had a handsome and clear appearance; between his delicate brows and eyes was a youthful arrogance unique to him.
In comparison, Long Yunhui had more of a chivalrous aura.
She still remembered their first meeting. Holding a silver folding fan in his hand, his handsome face carried a faint smile as he called her "Seventh Junior Sister."
At that time, attracted by his looks, she couldn't help but take a few extra glances.
Yuan Shu casually closed the door.
In the quiet room, there were only the shallow breaths of the two people and the sound of Yuan Shu's unhurried footsteps approaching.
Long Yunhui was visibly tense, the hand supporting his body clenching slightly.
However, because the muscle-relaxing powder was taking effect, he didn't have much strength in his hand.
A faint scent of pear blossoms enveloped him.
Long Yunhui swallowed hard. "You're here?"
He widened his eyes beneath the ribbon, tilting his head up toward where Yuan Shu was, as if this would bring him closer to her.
How could Yuan Shu refuse a beauty throwing himself into her arms?
Stretching out her long, fair arms, she hooked them directly around Long Yunhui's neck and sat on his lap.
Long Yunhui smelled the faint, pleasant scent of pear blossoms on her.
It wasn't overpowering, but it was deeply refreshing!
He took a deep breath, unable to resist leaning closer to Yuan Shu.
Yuan Shu reached out and gently cupped Long Yunhui's face, her soft, fair fingers lightly caressing his cheek.
"Missed me?" she asked.
Long Yunhui's face instantly flushed red. He closed his slightly parted lips and tried to shrink back.
But Yuan Shu chuckled and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him in place.
Seeing his shyness, Yuan Shu felt an even greater urge to tease him. With one hand, she slowly trailed down his neck and caressed his chest.
Her soft fingertips had plenty of strength and skill to ignite a fire.
Little by little, she made Long Yunhui's breathing grow heavy, heat surging in his face.
Long Yunhui's closed lips parted once more.
That little hand was too formidable. Just a brief, simple caress was enough to make an unholy fire run wild inside him, giving him the urge to find release.
He couldn't help but think of her kiss.
Her kiss was just like her, carrying a faint scent of pear blossoms, permeating through that unforgettable... making him unable to stop!
But Yuan Shu was deliberately not kissing him.
Her small hand wandered along his chest, successfully drawing out Long Yunhui's increasingly rapid breaths.
Yuan Shu chuckled lightly. Like a bewitching demon, she leaned close to Long Yunhui's ear and spoke unhurriedly, "Tell me, did you miss me?"
Long Yunhui's body tensed up, burning astonishingly hot. His mind had long since drifted away.
Facing Yuan Shu's temptation at this moment, his Adam's apple bobbed. "You... don't, don't..."
"Don't what? Don't ask you such an embarrassing question? Young Master Long, we've done far more intimate things, yet now you can't even say a couple of sweet words."
"Am I not good enough?"
Yuan Shu leaned in close to Long Yunhui's face, planted two light kisses on the corner of his lips, and quickly pulled away.
Long Yunhui instinctively turned his head to kiss her, but he was a step too slow.
The fire-stoking little hand still didn't stop.
Long Yunhui felt so tormented he thought he would explode, and a voice in his head was screaming: Answer her, answer her!
He swallowed with difficulty and finally couldn't help but speak.
"I... I missed you..."
Yuan Shu smiled. Her finger slowly slid from his straight nose beneath the ribbon down to his lips. "That's a good boy!"
Smiling, she gently kissed his lips. Just as she was about to pull back, an aroused Long Yunhui tilted his head up and captured her lips.
It was the pear blossom scent he had been craving!
Even after experiencing that entire night, his kiss right now was still somewhat clumsy.
He didn't even dare to use his hands to hold Yuan Shu in place; he merely used whatever method he could think of to draw in the breath between Yuan Shu's lips.
In just a moment, Yuan Shu's lips became slightly red and swollen.
"We kissed all night that day, and your technique is still this bad?"
"Young Master Long, remember this. I'll teach you one more time..."
