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Yun Li's fingertips curled slightly before she opened her hand, trembling as she grasped the sides of her glasses and slowly pulled them off. Without the glasses, her eyes could see more clearly, and her pupils were filled with his reflection.
When their lips met again, there were no barriers this time; the glasses fell onto the sofa. A sharp ache filled Yun Li's heart as she turned away, but Jiang Shiyu's lips found her cheek, then her earlobe, and finally her neck.
His fingers hurriedly undid the buttons of her dress, their breaths intertwining, rough yet filled with desire. Yun Li dared only to rest her hands on his shoulders, avoiding any contact with other areas. Sweat began to bead on her skin, making everything feel sticky. As her dress slipped halfway off, a sudden dizziness overcame her, and Yun Li sat up abruptly, looking down at him.
Jiang Shiyu sat on the sofa, tilting his head to kiss her neck and trailing downwards. His hands had already lifted the hem of her skirt, pushing it upwards. A wave of tingling accompanied a hint of pain; Yun Li frowned slightly but quickly relaxed her brow. She lowered her head to catch her breath, her clear almond-shaped eyes completely enveloped by desire.
Her tousled hair fell around her face as Jiang Shiyu brushed it aside gently, savoring every moment as he kneaded it softly. The sweat on their bodies increased; the air conditioning in the room was set to automatic but did little to alleviate the heat that made their sweat mingle.
Their clothes were disheveled and chaotic, a blend of embarrassment and exhilarating pleasure. Yun Li propped herself up on his shoulders and opened her eyes to look at him. The man's heated gaze seemed like it could burn her alive; the desire within him resembled a wolf that had been starving for days.
In truth, he had indeed been hungry for a long time. He hummed softly, his voice deep and magnetic, causing Yun Li's ears to tingle with warmth. It felt as if he wanted to meld her into his very being.
The vast space around them was filled with gasps and soft moans of desire as Yun Li trembled against his shoulder. Suddenly awakening from a dreamlike state, she opened her eyes wide and hurriedly got up to leave.
Jiang Shiyu's gaze followed her as she fled in a panic, her trembling silhouette carrying half-removed clothing. The strap of her dress slipped down, revealing the elegant curve of her shoulder blades before his eyes.
He tossed the discarded clothing into the trash can and sank back into the sofa, his chest rising and falling heavily. Even without light shining upon it, his black tattoos were strikingly clear.
Yun Li leaned against the bathroom door, covering her neckline with both hands as she turned to look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was messy, the lipstick on her lips had been completely worn away, yet the desire in her eyes lingered.
The sound of his heavy breathing still echoed in her ears; his muscular form flashed through her mind like scenes from a movie. Biting down on her lower lip in turmoil for nearly a minute, she finally opened the bathroom door.
At that moment, Jiang Shiyu stood up just as she emerged; the bathroom door opened directly towards him. The girl stood barefoot at the threshold, backlit by light that cast a radiant halo around her—she looked like an injured fairy fallen from heaven.
The collar's clasp was broken and unfastened, and she nervously held it in her palm. Her gaze, slightly shy, flickered towards him. The man stood bare-chested, his muscles casting shadows in the dim light. In her hand, she clutched the torn shirt he had ripped apart.
The belt of his suit pants hung loosely, and even with the zipper up, a corner of black underwear peeked out. This scene stirred her emotions, and her eyes grew resolute as she asked, "Are you in a hurry to leave?"
Jiang Shiyu's eyes ignited with a surge of desire at her words. Releasing his grip, the tattered shirt fluttered to the ground as he strode over, wrapping an arm around her waist and pushing her into the bathroom. With a loud thud, the door slammed shut.
This time, the remaining clasps of her qipao were also torn away, and the fabric slid smoothly down, revealing her long, fair legs. Yun Li wrapped her arms around his broad back but still avoided letting him kiss her lips.
Jiang Shiyu's hands roamed over her body as he grabbed a towel and draped it over the edge of the sink. She felt so thin; beneath his touch was nothing but bone. A wave of tenderness washed over him.
He carried her to the bathtub where they could lie comfortably. Yun Li wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning back as her hands traveled down to his left pectoral muscle, feeling the firm abs beneath. She touched them for a long time, captivated by their reality compared to what she had seen online before.
Her hands returned to his arms that encircled her waist, feeling the muscles swell with strength. Her delicate fingers resting there showcased both fragility and power. She bit her lower lip, feeling a sheen of sweat forming on her skin as if summer had arrived early.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she bit down on his shoulder, leaving a row of bite marks. He turned on the water, and soon enough, it cascaded into the bathtub. The sweat on their bodies was washed away; though still hot, it felt less sticky now. Yun Li cried silently for what felt like an eternity before hoarsely saying, "Enough."
She began to push him away when Jiang Shiyu grasped her wrist and kissed it gently. "Yun, are you sure you want me to stop now?"
Yun Li pouted slightly, feeling exhausted. Jiang Shiyu lifted her out of the bathtub and dried off her body before carrying her into the bedroom and laying her down on the bed.
His hand rested on her waist, prompting a soft hum from Yun Li as if her tear ducts were being stimulated once more.
Jiang Shiyu leaned down to wipe, his voice magnetic with a hint of inquiry, "Not at all?"
Yun Li nodded, tears continuing to flow. Jiang Shiyu understood that this was her way of expressing comfort.
"Are you still tired?"
Yun Li's throat was dry, her voice hoarse. "Yes, tired."
"Then do you want to continue?"
She shook her head. "No."
Her voice was low and hoarse, yet still carried an alluring resonance. The tone was casual, "That won't do."
Angered, Yun Li attempted to kick him, but he held her ankle firmly.
This time, her soft moans turned into trembling sounds.
After it was over, Yun Li pushed his hand off her waist and fell asleep on the sofa.
Jiang Shiyu buried his face in her hair, the fragrance enveloping him. Hearing her words, he turned Yun Li's shoulder to face him and looked down at her.
His gaze was dark. "So once you're done, you just throw me away?"
"Jiang Shiyu, do you think I can't see that you're deliberately trying to seduce me?" Yun Li confronted him directly.
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