The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Those always calm and sharp eyes

At this moment, scorching flames are burning.

Acknowledgments, acknowledgments,

I thought you could hold out for as long as possible.

She didn't speak, but reached out and slipped her hand back inside his shirt.

This time they were even bolder, directly stroking upwards.

He lightly touched the hard pectoral muscles with his fingers, finally stopping at the location of his heart.

Beneath my palm, my heart was pounding hard and fast, as if it were about to burst out of my chest.

Little devil, you're so good at tormenting people.

His breathing became completely disordered during his farewell speech.

He scooped her up from the stove, carried her horizontally, and strode out of the kitchen.

Fu Hua wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder.

She could feel the steady strength in his every step.

You could hear his heartbeat getting heavier and heavier.

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Then it was closed again.

Xie Ci gently placed her on the bed, his movements very tender.

The fire in his eyes had not been extinguished.

He braced his hands on either side of her body, leaning down to look at her.

Like a predator eyeing its prey.

Moonlight streamed in through the window and fell on Fu Hua's face.

Her hair was spread out on the pillow, and her usually cool eyes were now like a pool of spring water rippling.

Her lips were slightly red and swollen from the kiss, and she was breathing heavily with her mouth slightly open.

Acknowledgments,

She called his name softly, her voice as gentle as water, "I..."

The rest of the words were swallowed up in another long, deep kiss.

The gesture of expressing gratitude became increasingly urgent.

He kissed her as he unbuttoned her shirt.

One, two...

When his fingertips touched the skin below her collarbone, both of them trembled.

Fu Hua's hands were also busy.

She imitated him and tried to unbuckle the belt on his military trousers.

The metal buckle made a crisp sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet bedroom.

Their clothes were removed, and their skin pressed together without any barrier.

They all paused for a moment.

Under the moonlight, Xie Ci's body was wheat-colored, with smooth and powerful muscle lines.

Every part exudes the power left by years of training.

Fu Hua's skin was as white as jade, with a luminous glow like moonlight.

Xie Ci looked at her beneath him, his eyes dark and frightening.

He lowered his head, his kisses moving from her lips to her neck, and then further down...

Fu Hua's body trembled slightly, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the bed sheet tightly.

A sense of unfamiliarity washed over me like a tide.

It's both frightening and...exciting.

"Acknowledgements..."

She called his name again, her voice filled with a dependence and softness she herself was unaware of.

"I am here."

Xie Ci raised his head and kissed her lips again.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he suddenly opened his eyes and turned to leave again.

Fu Hua grabbed Xie Ci's arm: "I want you, now."

"No, you're too young. We'll wait until we're married."

Xie Ci remembered Zhou Yun's instructions; he couldn't…

Fu Hua laughed: "If I don't agree to marry you, are you going to hold back for the rest of your life? If you hold it in too long, I won't care anymore."

Xie Ci looked directly into Fu Hua's eyes, his thumb tracing her lips: "Hua Hua, are you... sure?"

Fu Hua nodded: "I'm very sure, I want you."

Xie Ci's eyes were rekindled by these words.

The flame was so hot that even the air itself felt scorching.

A burning desire gripped the two of them.

The most crucial step is to stop the acknowledgments.

His tone was extremely gentle, "Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle."

Fu Hua arched her back in pain, digging her hands deep into his back muscles.

He stopped thanking her, kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and waited for her to adjust slowly.

then,

That is the true, uncontrollable depravity.

The moonlight moved slowly through the room, from the foot of the bed to the head.

Sweat, panting, bodies intertwined.

Tensioned muscles, suppressed groans...

Everything is in chaos.

That moment of mental blankness was truly bliss.

"Huahua, how did I do?"

"There are few techniques involved; it all comes down to brute force."

"I want more! I'll definitely do my best this time!"

"No, my legs are too weak!"

"Just once, okay? Okay? Hmm?"

"Alright then..."

Before I knew it, the moonlight disappeared into the night.

Xie Ci lay on his side, while Fu Hua, feeling weak all over, nestled in his arms.

I rested my head on Xie Ci's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

Neither of them spoke; they simply lay there quietly.

After a long silence, Xie Ci spoke softly, "Huahua."

"Um?"

"Does it still hurt? Should we...?"

Fu Hua stiffened for a moment: "It hurts, I'm not coming anymore. Don't you understand the importance of moderation?"

"I'm sorry, I'll be gentler next time."

"next time?"

Fu Hua raised her eyes, her pupils moist as if soaked in spring water, rippling with sweetness, full of the charming allure of being moved.

Xie Ci looked at her, a gentle, satisfied smile curving his lips: "Yes, many times, didn't you like it?"

Fu Hua's eyelashes trembled, and the tip of her nose turned slightly red.

Having lived two lives, this was a first for her.

It feels pretty good.

Xie Ci pressed Fu Hua back onto the bed, persistently asking, "Don't you like it?"

Fu Hua was too exhausted, so she quickly replied with a smile, "I like it, I like it."

Xie Ci's gaze darkened, and he lowered his head to place a light kiss on her forehead: "Sleep, I'm here, I won't leave."

"good,"

Fu Hua leaned her head back against his chest and closed her eyes.

Physical exhaustion and a strange sense of satisfaction welled up together.

She fell asleep quickly.

I haven't slept for a long time since I thanked you.

He looked down at the person in his arms, at her peaceful sleeping face, her swollen lips.

And those marks he left on my skin...

The emptiness in my heart that had been there for so long seems to have been filled completely.

He gently tightened his arms, holding the person even closer, and then closed his eyes as well.

The next day, Fu Hua opened her eyes as dawn was breaking.

A sliver of grayish-white light peeked through the gap in the curtains.

I could barely make out the outlines of the furniture in the room.

She turned her head and saw a man lying next to her.

Xie Ci was still asleep, his breathing steady and long.

He turned to face her, one arm draped over her waist.

His palm lightly cupped her side waist.

This guy is so possessive, even in his sleeping position.

Fu Hua didn't move, looking at him in the dim light.

As Xie Ci slept, his features were much softer than usual.

Her eyelashes are really long, casting a small shadow under her eyes.

With thick eyebrows that are close to the eyes, he has a striking and aggressive look.

Lips...

Fu Hua recalled the kisses from last night, looked down at the ambiguous hickeys on her body, and felt a little hot in her eyes.

She propped herself up on her arms and slowly sat up.

The discomfort in her body was obvious. She took a cup of spiritual spring water from her space and drank it down in large gulps.

I also prepared another cup.

The cool liquid slid down my throat.

The body felt sore and weak, and there was a slight pain down there.

Like sugar dissolved in warm water, it disappears quickly.

She stretched her shoulders and felt much refreshed.

As I lay back down on the bed, Xie Ci's arm naturally wrapped around me again.

Fu Hua turned to face him, hesitated for a moment,

I reached out my finger and gently touched his abdominal muscles.

It's very hard and feels great.

She followed the muscle lines, slowly sliding down and circling around her navel.

Xie Ci's eyelashes trembled.

Fu Hua's fingers stopped.

After waiting a few seconds and seeing that he didn't wake up, I became bolder.

She placed her entire palm on it, feeling the firm, warm touch.