She was wearing a very short skirt again.
Holding her, it was inevitable to touch that delicate and smooth skin.
For some reason, her throat felt a little dry.
Her eyes subtly shifted downwards, her shapely legs casually bent, her skin as white as a freshly peeled egg.
In the sweltering summer, she was dressed extremely lightly.
Don't be fooled by this girl's thin frame; she felt soft and yielding when held.
Li Bowen took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
But with soft jade and warm fragrance in his arms, how could he remain unmoved?
Fortunately, the tent was not far away.
The place where the tent was set up was a raised platform made of wood.
So the tent was lined with thick sponge and quilts, making it possible to sleep directly on the ground.
Taking off his shoes, Li Bowen directly carried her inside.
He gently put her down, her head slowly resting on the pillow.
"Pervert..."
As soon as he withdrew his hand, he heard Wen Xuaxuan murmur and then roll over, her sleeping posture extremely ungraceful.
Her beautiful legs crossed, making her even more alluring.
The hem of her skirt was slightly lifted, revealing nude-colored leggings that hugged her shapely buttocks.
She called him a pervert.
Li Bowen coughed awkwardly, not daring to look any further, and pulled a blanket over her.
He exited the tent in a slight panic.
"Thank you for your trouble." Xia Wantang followed closely.
Li Bowen, who had been looking at his feet, was startled, and his heart became even more flustered.
"You're welcome. She's inside. I'll be going now."
Putting on his shoes, he practically fled.
Xia Wantang was bewildered, completely unaware of what had happened.
Just as she was about to go in to check, someone grabbed her wrist.
Turning back, it was Ling Yuchen.
Ling Yuchen looked at her resentfully and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"
"Sleeping."
"You're not sleeping with me?" Ling Yuchen was suddenly very unhappy.
If he had known they would be sleeping separately while camping, he would have preferred not to come.
"Xuaxuan is drunk. I'm worried about her."
Although she was reluctant to leave Ling Yuchen, her best friend was also important.
Seeing her determined look, Ling Yuchen knew they would be sleeping separately again tonight.
Xia Wantang felt a pang of sympathy for his dejection and stood on tiptoe to place a kiss on his lips.
Ling Yuchen immediately wrapped his arm around her slender waist, deepening the kiss.
This time, it was not the usual gentle kiss, but a fierce one.
Xia Wantang only felt her lips tingle and ache slightly.
After a long while, Ling Yuchen finally released her.
His eyes were dark and deep, filled with a ravenous desire.
Xia Wantang pushed him away and fled into the tent.
Ling Yuchen sighed softly, suddenly feeling an emptiness in his heart. Without his beloved wife by his side tonight, he feared he would be unable to sleep.
As the night deepened, a gentle breeze blew.
The full moon shone ever brighter, and the starry sky could not conceal its radiance.
After the clamor came tranquility.
Xia Wanfu lay in Jiang Zexi's arms, feeling his warmth and inhaling his scent.
Only at times like this could she feel a trace of security.
But a certain sentence kept echoing in her mind.
"Marriage begins with love, but ends with propriety."
It was his first love. Since it had reached that stage, why did it end inconclusively?
Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zexi, why did you break up with your first love in the end?"
Jiang Zexi's expression froze. His affectionate eyes immediately turned deep and dark, a flicker of anger flashing in their depths.
He reached out and pinched Xia Wanfu's chin, pressing down hard.
A torrent of kisses rained down on her, more intense than ever before.
The overwhelming pressure made Xia Wanfu feel suffocated, as if she couldn't catch her breath.
After a long while, Jiang Zexi looked at her deeply, his low voice exceptionally magnetic.
"She died."
Xia Wanfu was stunned and immediately understood he was referring to his first love.
Jiang Zexi reached out and turned off the tent light, plunging the tent into darkness.
...
The next day.
Xia Wantang woke up groggily, feeling something pressing down on her.
She weakly pushed it away and mumbled, "Yuchen, no."
"What the hell are you saying??"
Wen Xuaxuan's muddled brain instantly cleared. She looked at Xia Wantang with extreme ambiguity.
Wen Xuaxuan's gasp of surprise made Xia Wantang bolt upright.
She had always been a restless sleeper. As she sat up groggily, one of her legs happened to land on Xia Wantang.
Who knew Xia Wantang would suddenly utter such a sentence, a statement carrying a significant amount of information.
Their eyes met, and Xia Wantang's face immediately turned beet red.
"I... I was talking in my sleep. What time is it? We should get up."
Wen Xuaxuan covered her mouth and chuckled. However, considering Xia Wantang had given up her husband to sleep with her, she didn't tease her.
Xia Wantang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She had really mistaken Wen Xuaxuan for Ling Yuchen just now, thinking he was going to... again in the middle of the night.
What a misunderstanding, how embarrassing.
Stepping out of the tent, she caught a whiff of a pleasant aroma.
Everyone else was already awake, but the two girls had overslept.
Jiang Zexi was cooking noodles, with Han Xiao assisting. Xia Wanfu and Situ Jun stood by watching.
Li Bowen and Ling Yuchen were sitting at a table.
One was holding a cup and drinking water, the other was working on a laptop.
The aroma made their stomachs rumble. Wen Xuaxuan, hungry, watched Jiang Zexi skillfully fry an egg.
She couldn't help but praise, "Young Master Jiang can cook? I never knew!"
It's a pity he's blind and likes that hypocritical woman, Xia Wanfu.
Situ Jun raised an eyebrow and chimed in, "Of course. Zexi's cooking skills are superb. It's a skill born of love. Back then, for Jin Ning..."
"Cough, cough, cough..." Li Bowen coughed twice, signaling him to shut up.
Situ Jun then realized he had said the wrong thing.
Jiang Zexi's movements were fluid, without any pause. His expression remained as usual, clearly unbothered.
Wen Xuaxuan couldn't help but glance at Xia Wanfu, her expression purely one of schadenfreude.
But she saw that Xia Wanfu was calm and unfazed.
She could only inwardly pout, thinking: No wonder she's an actress, her acting skills are so good.
Xia Wantang helplessly pulled her away. She knew that Wen Xuaxuan was speaking up for her.
However, she no longer had any connection with the Xia family, so making a fuss was unnecessary.
Xia Wanfu's heart was undisturbed, because she knew that her first love was already dead.
Why should she bother with a dead person?
Ling Yuchen looked up as if sensing something and his gaze immediately locked onto Xia Wantang.
She looked energetic, her eyes bright, indicating she had slept very well last night.
What a heartless woman...
Wen Xuaxuan had been lazy and casual, but when her gaze fell on Li Bowen, she inexplicably blushed.
Yesterday's events immediately replayed in her mind.
But her fleeing in embarrassment now seemed too obvious. She could only pretend to be indifferent, forcing herself to remain calm.
Yet, her peripheral vision couldn't help but dart towards him.
Xia Wantang, knowing her thoughts, playfully whispered in her ear, "Last night, it was thanks to Li Bowen carrying you back to the tent."