Inside, the room darkened. Ye Luan walked to the table and lit the lamp.
The candlelight flickered, its faint glow making her appear even more bewitching and seductive.
Xiao Chizhan turned back, his anger escalating at her appearance.
Her red eyes were deep and shadowed, her brow bones pressing down on her eyes, filled with fierce energy.
Ye Luan paid him no mind and said, "You should return to your princely manor first."
If she had known it would turn out like this, she wouldn't have let him come to see Xueqiu.
Seeing her issue a polite dismissal, Xiao Chizhan strode over, closing the distance.
Ye Luan raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.
*This dog of a man, always pushing his luck.*
He said nothing, extending his long, slender fingers to lift the white undergarment, grasping the bodice.
She took a deep breath, her back trembling slightly, her hands instinctively propping themselves on the table behind her.
"Wearing so little, who are you planning to show this to?"
Ye Luan replied, "I was planning to sleep. I was going to air dry my hair, would you believe me?"
Xiao Chizhan pursed his lips, his hand measuring her waist, caressing the smooth, delicate skin.
Seeing his action, she secretly rolled her eyes and smiled, "I knew you were coming, so I deliberately dressed like this for you."
*This petty, crazy man.*
*Why is he making such a fuss? I'm dressed very modestly, only my collarbone is exposed at most.*
Xiao Chizhan didn't believe her. He continued to touch her waist, then he moved towards—
She immediately grabbed his hand, glaring at him.
"I suspect you're deliberately finding excuses to take liberties with me."
Xiao Chizhan ignored her, skillfully withdrawing his hand.
Ye Luan's body went limp, her hands involuntarily clinging to his shoulders. He, in turn, firmly clasped her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"From now on, you're not allowed to wear so little."
He detested anyone seeing her like this, detested it so much he wanted to gouge their eyes out.
Ye Luan scoffed inwardly but lazily nodded her head in acknowledgment.
"You're being perfunctory again."
Xiao Chizhan, displeased, squeezed her tightly.
Ye Luan's expression instantly became less natural, her eyes reddening as she pushed him away.
"I know, you stingy ghost."
Seeing that she had complied, Xiao Chizhan snorted, withdrew, wiped himself clean with a handkerchief, and embraced her.
Ye Luan pushed him away, "It's so late, aren't you leaving?"
"Can't I sleep here?"
Utterly self-righteous!
"No."
Xiao Chizhan paid her no mind and directly swept her up in his arms, carrying her towards the bed.
His movements were too swift and sudden, and his slipper fell off onto the floor with a clatter.
Ye Luan instinctively curled her fair, tender toes.
She gritted her teeth and used her feet to push against him.
He had just returned from outside, and his python robe carried a chill. Touching it, her soles felt cool and smooth.
Xiao Chizhan stopped and looked down at her.
"What are you wriggling for?"
"---"
Ye Luan retorted, "Which eye of yours saw me wriggling?"
"I saw it all. You're deliberately kicking me, you like this posture?"
"---"
Ye Luan had grown numb to his thick skin; anything he said would twist into a different meaning.
"I'm asking you to put me down. What are you thinking about, all this lewdness."
Xiao Chizhan was unfazed, "I'm thinking about having sex with you."
"---"
Ye Luan, angered, kicked him again, "Do you hear what you're saying?"
The terrifying figure rumored to kill without mercy was so debauched in private. If anyone saw this, they would surely be astonished.
"You're truly becoming more and more perverse, with no hope of turning back."
"Perverse?"
Xiao Chizhan suddenly released her, his hands grasping her waist tightening as he lifted her. The other hand moved to her leg, and she quickly wrapped them around his waist.
Ye Luan hadn't even registered what was happening before she felt her body instantly lifted, her head swimming in a dizzying whirl.
Her entire posture was shifted by him.
Startled, afraid of falling, she immediately arched her back and clung to him, her legs intertwined tightly around his waist.
Hearing his low chuckle near her ear, she angrily nudged his waist with her knee.
"You're always ambushing me, just say you want to make me fall."
Xiao Chizhan lowered his gaze, pressing against her ear.
"I don't want to make you fall, I want to do this, want to try it?"
Ye Luan's back shivered, and she quickly regained her senses, pinching him.
"Stop talking nonsense, or I'll sew your mouth shut."
Xiao Chizhan grunted, glancing at her, "If you sew it shut, how will you kiss me?"
"----"
She no longer wanted to bother with him; she always ended up being led astray by him.
Seeing her leaning on his shoulder, looking dejected, Xiao Chizhan smiled, hugged her tighter, walked to the bedside, and set her down.
Xueqiu was already lying in the bedding as if it were accustomed to it.
Ye Luan lifted the quilt, nudged Xueqiu further inside, then curled up herself, closing her eyes.
"Close the window when you leave."
There was no movement behind her.
She couldn't be bothered and slept with her eyes half-closed, hugging the fluffy Xueqiu.
Before long, a familiar body suddenly pressed against her from behind.
The candlelight was extinguished, and the bed curtains were lowered. Within the tent, only the faint moonlight cast a dim glow.
Ye Luan was embraced from behind and opened her eyes, turning her head, "Your arm is pressing too heavily on me."
Xiao Chizhan smoothly turned her body around and pulled her into his arms.
"When you were pressing on me, why didn't you say it was heavy?"
"----"
Ye Luan no longer wanted to talk to him. Nestled in his embrace, she murmured, "You're really not leaving?"
Xiao Chizhan stroked her hair, "I can't sleep without you. If you were willing to return to the Northern Palace or my manor with me, would I need to come here?"
"We're getting married in a little over a month. Why are you so clingy? Do you plan on coming here every night?"
"What's wrong with that?"
Ye Luan, "---"
She angrily bit his chest, "I'll let it slide today, but you're not allowed to sneak over here at night from now on."
He remained silent, inhaling the fragrance of her hair and letting his hand roam her waist.
"Did you hear me?"
Ye Luan pounded his chest twice with her fists.
Xiao Chizhan let her hit him, responding lazily.
"My wife's words are my decree. As your husband, I will obey."
His tone was lazily gentle, and in the night, he was as pure as jade, incredibly pleasant to listen to.
Ye Luan couldn't help but shiver and look up at him.
His brows softened, his facial features flowed smoothly, and when he looked down at her, there was a trace of tenderness, all the cold-bloodedness hidden deep within his bones completely withdrawn before her.
She couldn't help but reach out and touch the mole at the corner of his eye, it was enchanting.
"What, you like this?"
He smiled and leaned down.
Ye Luan looked at his smile and couldn't help but lean in to kiss his lips. The moment they touched, her whole body felt numb and weak.
She didn't want to, but inexplicably, she was addicted to him.
Xiao Chizhan paused not at all, swiftly reaching back to press her head down, firmly gripping her waist, and wantonly dominating her lips.
In the dim tent, their breaths intertwined, whispering close.
After a moment, his low laughter reached her ear.
"So proactive."
Provocative, making her feel numb.
Xueqiu, sleeping beside them, was awakened by their movements. It opened its big, round eyes and looked at them, nestled in the quilt.
Its beautiful pupils were extremely dazzling in the dim tent.
"Meow~"
The two, lost in their embrace, instantly turned their heads.
"----"