As soon as Chu Chu heard Xiao Jin Yu agree, she immediately leaned close to him, closed her eyes, and brought her little face so near that it almost touched his.
Chu Chu waited for Xiao Jin Yu’s lips to land on one side of her face, but instead, he cupped her face with one hand, gently turning it at an angle. With her eyes still shut, Chu Chu was puzzled and about to ask what was happening when the back of her head was pressed down, her body pressed into Xiao Jin Yu’s embrace, and her lips met a soft warmth.
"Mmm…"
Not daring to open her eyes, Chu Chu tentatively traced the shape of that softness with the tip of her tongue—gentle contours, smooth and warm, licking felt so comforting…
Xiao Jin Yu, tickled by her teasing, parted his lips and drew the restless little tongue into his mouth, giving it a warning nibble.
"Mm…"
The slight bite sent a shiver coursing through Chu Chu’s body. Pressed against Xiao Jin Yu, she let out a soft murmur and rubbed against him a few times, her little tongue instinctively probing deeper.
Amid the warm, moist interior, a faint medicinal fragrance lingered. Chu Chu’s curious tongue explored the contours, making Xiao Jin Yu groan softly from the tickling sensation. Amused and exasperated, he caught the mischievous little tongue with his own, entwining it deeply.
Unable to move her tongue, Chu Chu squirmed restlessly, letting out a soft, whimpering sound from her throat like a young animal seeking affection.
Xiao Jin Yu trembled slightly, a scorching heat flowing through his body and gathering below his abdomen. His consciousness grew hazy with desire. Releasing her tongue, he sucked and nibbled on her tender lips, while his hand, which had been cradling the back of her head, slowly slid down to her soft waist and back, tracing the curves of her delicate body through her clothes.
Wrapped in waves of lingering tingles, Chu Chu’s breathing grew uneven. She rubbed against Xiao Jin Yu like a cat, her small hands slipping inside his open collar to roam aimlessly. In the brief moments between his kisses, when her lips were somewhat free, she murmured indistinctly from her throat, "Wang Ye… Mmm… itchy…"
The quilt slid aside, her collar falling open. A cool breeze brushed over them, abruptly freezing Xiao Jin Yu’s nearly melted rationality.
Suddenly aware of what he was doing, he stiffened from head to toe.
He had… only intended to give her a light kiss on the lips…
As Xiao Jin Yu froze, Chu Chu pressed herself against him more insistently, unintentionally brushing against a place she shouldn’t have. "Wang Ye…"
Struggling to stay clear-headed, Xiao Jin Yu moved his hand to her shoulder and back, patting gently as he said in a hoarse voice, "Chu Chu, don’t move…"
"Mmm…"
Sweat beaded on Xiao Jin Yu’s forehead. Summoning strength from somewhere, he gripped Chu Chu’s arm tightly and gritted his teeth, his voice low and strained, "Be good, don’t move…"
"Mmm…"
Growing impatient, Xiao Jin Yu snapped, "If you move again, I’ll have you taken out for a caning!"
Chu Chu immediately lay still, obediently motionless.
Though she stopped moving, her little hand remained pressed against his waist, occasionally stroking lightly. No matter how deeply Xiao Jin Yu breathed, the physical reaction showed no sign of subsiding.
This was torturous. No one had ever tested his self-control like this—was he truly beyond cure?
After lying still for a while, the tingling faded, and her breathing evened out. Chu Chu twisted free and sat up, eyeing the large cherry on the pillow. She smacked her lips and licked them, saying, "Wang Ye, you didn’t kiss me like that earlier."
"…"Chu Chu beamed a radiant smile on her flushed little face. "I still prefer it when you kiss me like that!"
"..."
Chu Chu straightened her clothes and climbed off the bed, pulling the quilt up to cover Xiao Jin Yu properly. She spoke as sweetly as if nothing had happened, "You must be hungry. I'll cook for you, but you can only have congee these two days. I'll make you something more delicious in a couple of days."
No sooner had Chu Chu run out the door with a delighted expression than a flash of white drifted down like a ghost from some unknown roof beam.
Xiao Jin Yu nearly fainted—how could Jing Yi be in the room!
Jing Yi landed lightly beside Xiao Jin Yu's bed, barely containing his laughter to the point of choking. "Wang Ye, hungry?"
Xiao Jin Yu stared at the canopy overhead, his face alternating between red and black.
Jing Yi curled a meaningful smile and pointed benevolently toward Xiao Jin Yu's lower half. "Need some help?"
Xiao Jin Yu's face darkened completely. "No need..."
Jing Yi narrowed his fox-like eyes, playfully scanning Xiao Jin Yu's lower body wrapped in the quilt. In a tone of utmost loyalty, he said gravely, "Holding back is bad for your health, Wang Ye. You must take care of yourself for the sake of the nation and its people."
Xiao Jin Yu felt a strong urge to commit murder. Unfortunately, at this moment, he lacked even the strength to pick up a fruit knife%e2%80%94let alone get up and kill someone.
Xiao Jin Yu shot a glare over, and Jing Yi immediately scurried to the nearest corner, squatting down with his hands clasped behind his head.
To see Prince An, who was usually unflappable even in the face of a collapsing mountain, reduced to such a state by a young girl—even if Xiao Jin Yu ordered his execution now, Jing Yi felt he could die with a smile, and keep laughing all the way through the underworld until his next reincarnation.
Xiao Jin Yu nearly spat blood under Jing Yi's gaze of heroic readiness for sacrifice. Was this heaven's punishment for his constant teasing of the King of Hell?
Xiao Jin Yu sighed helplessly. "When did you come in...?"
"When you were shamelessly denying that you'd kissed her."
"...From where?"
"Through the window. I'd just come in when I heard you two discussing serious matters, so I closed the window and went up to the beam to wait. You were too focused on your excuses to notice me..."
Xiao Jin Yu took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Jing Yi..."
"Here!"
"Roll over here..."
Without another word, Jing Yi clasped his hands behind his head and executed several smooth forward rolls, landing squarely by Xiao Jin Yu's bedside. He squatted there, looking up with an innocent, harmless smile.
Xiao Jin Yu couldn't be bothered to look at him. "Have you been to Gathered Fragrance Pavilion?"
"Yes, and your guard was right, though he didn't mention everything. That beautiful proprietress does have something going on with Tan Zhang, but she's also involved with a bunch of other men—all prominent figures in the inner circle. Honestly, you'd run out of fingers trying to count them all."
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