Gu Yuehan, Xu Xianghu and the others still had some conscience and left half a pot of soup for her and Si Yiyan.
After having enough soup and eating, Wen Xinya's little awkwardness came up again. She took the bowl and went to the kitchen shyly: "I'll go to the kitchen to wash the dishes."
Si Yiyan reached out and took the bowl and plate from her hand and said, "I'll do it."
Wen Xinya felt his fingertips brushing across her palm, which made her feel a little numb and itchy, like a feather tickling her heart. She suddenly became nervous for no reason: "Let me do it."
Si Yiyan kissed the corner of her lips gently: "You cook and I wash the dishes, this is fair."
Wen Xinya had no choice but to follow him.
Si Yiyan took two steps with the bowl in his hand, then paused, turned around, and said seriously, "Go upstairs and wait for me!"
Wen Xinya's cheeks felt suddenly hot.
Four concise and powerful words, pronounced in a clear and round voice, carry with them an unquestionable strength, an undeniable dominance, an unresistable command, and... a faint ambiguity.
Wen Xinya reluctantly obeyed his words and went upstairs back to her room.
She filled a bath tub with water and added some perfume. As the water slid over her skin, she couldn't help but think of Si Yiyan's hot, calloused hands caressing her.
After washing her body thoroughly inside and out, Wen Xinya carefully and meticulously applied the Chinese herbal skin care products that Ruoruo had given her all over her body. She felt fragrant and soft all over. Then she put on her pajamas and stood in front of the mirror.
Looking in the mirror, her cheeks were flushed due to the heat, and she thought of how Si Yiyan looked when he kissed her before.
At that time, his eyes were deep and bottomless, like an ancient well in summer. Under the calm appearance, they were brewing unknown surges and waves, like a deep whirlpool that swept and swallowed her whole.
She couldn't help but smile knowingly.
She clenched her fists, gave herself in the mirror a completely idiotic but brilliant smile, and whispered to herself, "Wen Xinya, come on!"
After saying this, Wen Xinya couldn't help but blush pretentiously.
Come on, what kind of oil do you want to add
Come on, Wen Xinya, you've had enough of this kind of thing.
She despised herself fiercely and prepared herself mentally. Then she patted her hot cheeks gently, opened the bathroom door and walked out. The room was filled with yellow mist and the night was quiet.
This scene made Wen Xinya's heart suddenly shrink.
Si Yiyan was standing by the window waiting for her in black silk pajamas. The dark color, like an undercurrent, impacted her sight... She vaguely realized that black could also be passionate, unrestrained, mysterious and seductive.
Si Yiyan walked towards her, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on the tip of her heart, making her heart tremble.
Wen Xinya raised her head to look at him. The yellow mist in the room penetrated into her pupils, reflecting a gorgeous and clear light. In the clear light, his figure was reflected.
She only felt the figure being stretched in her pupils, and gradually she could only see the upper body, and finally it became so narrow that she could only see the whole face, and finally... she couldn't even see the face clearly.
"Ah~!" She cried out softly, and was picked up by Si Yiyan.
Si Yiyan whispered in her ear: "Wen Xinya, are you willing to give me everything you have?"
Wen Xinya tightly grabbed his pajamas on his chest, her knuckles turning pale. She was very nervous, but not afraid. She nodded firmly: "I do!"
No matter how shy and awkward I am, it can't withstand the burning warmth in his arms.
Si Yiyan carried her to the big bed.
Then her body sank deeply into the soft bedding, and Si Yiyan's body fell down, occupying above her in a tiger-spur posture, half hanging above her body.
She thought what was to come would be a passionate love affair, but unexpectedly what greeted her was the calm before the storm.
Wen Xinya held her breath: "What's wrong?"
Si Yiyan did not move, his gaze was like the surface of a lake with ripples, a gorgeous crimson, and deep in his pupils, the gorgeous red silk was enchantingly entwined together, like the red willow branches beside the lake, incredibly soft, swaying with a charming lightness.
Wen Xinya's fingers extended to his arm that was supported by his side: "What happened?"
Si Yiyan looked at her soft fingers clinging to his arm like delicate vines. He could clearly feel a certain extremely soft and seductive aura being transmitted to him from her fingers.
The three words "soft as a finger" kept echoing in his mind.
He said hoarsely, "You should ask me if I am willing to give everything to you, just like a marriage declaration."
Wen Xinya's eyes suddenly widened, inexplicably moved in her heart. Si Yiyan was telling her indirectly that he and she felt the same at the moment. The first time she gave herself to him, she gave him her lifelong loyalty, love, honor and happiness.
And he... is the same.
Her eyes suddenly became moist: "Si Yiyan, are you willing to give me everything you have?"
Si Yiyan's eyes gradually brightened, with a light as solid as a rock: "I do!"
Wen Xinya was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.
Si Yiyan leaned over to her side and whispered, "Wen Xinya, I finally waited for my coming-of-age ceremony."
After saying that, Si Yiyan kissed her lips, a lingering kiss, sucking and gnawing on her soft flesh like petals inch by inch, invading her lips to blend with her secretions, conquering her soft tongue to entwine with it, and his smart tongue, with a domineering attitude, swept across every inch of soft flesh between her lips, brushing her pearly teeth carefully.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wen Xinya’s lips became sore from being kissed and her brain became dizzy and she was in a trance.
Si Yiyan panted heavily: "Take off my clothes!"
Wen Xinya pulled lightly with trembling fingertips, and the black bathrobe opened, revealing his body wrapped in black taboo.
Wen Xinya couldn't help but tremble.
He has a lean body, his muscles are evenly distributed in the right places, and his abdominal muscles show the strength of a man. They are not the kind of strong muscles deliberately trained in the gym, but they are just right, showing his masculinity.
At the same time, people are also shocked by the power and explosive power emanating from this body.
Lean, fit, strong, powerful, strong...
She never knew that a man's body could be so beautiful. She subconsciously stretched out her fingers and traced down along the lines of his body with her fingertips.
Si Yiyan's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his voice was hoarse and out of tune: "Are you satisfied with what you saw?"
Wen Xinya hummed softly, "You have a beautiful body."
Si Yiyan smiled ambiguously: "You will soon find out that my body is not only beautiful, but also..." He gently held her earlobe in his mouth, sucked it gently, and said vaguely: "It is also very durable."
Wen Xinya's cheeks are as red as fire, and her eyes are as blurred as fireworks.
Si Yiyan pulled her hand and continued to move down, pausing at the edge of his underwear: "Help me take it off!"