Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

Liu Wenying watched for quite a while; food and sex are human nature, it's only natural.

Pei Dingxuan was also very pleased that her gaze was fixed on him; at this moment, she only had eyes for him.

He walked towards her, his sleek upper body looming large before her eyes, revealing his pale skin, firm muscles, and subtle yet alluring fragrance.

Liu Wenying stepped back until her waist touched the edge of the dressing table.

Pei Dingxuan leaned down and placed his hands on the table on either side of her body, trapping her in a small space.

Liu Wenying suddenly felt that the temperature around her had become exceptionally hot as he approached.

Pei Dingxuan lowered his head, his breath brushing against her forehead.

Liu Wenying held her breath, her heart pounding slightly.

Suddenly, a stray hair on his cheek was tucked behind his ear, and his fingers brushed against his earlobe almost imperceptibly.

"Yingniang, I'm going to take a bath."

Liu Wenying's mind went blank, and she nodded blankly.

She didn't come to her senses until Pei Dingxuan straightened up and turned to walk towards the bath room behind the screen.

"etc."

Pei Dingxuan turned to look at her, his eyes questioning.

"No, it's nothing." Liu Wenying shook her head.

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

Liu Wenying was about to argue that she wasn't in a hurry.

The sound of water came from behind the screen. Liu Wenying sat back on the embroidered stool and listened to the splashing water. Suddenly, she realized something.

The water in that bathtub is the water she just used!

He...he...how could he use that too?

Although they are husband and wife in name, isn't this a bit too intimate?

Liu Wenying covered her burning face, her mind a jumbled mess.

The sound of water continued, interspersed with the occasional splash.

An uncontrollable image flashed in his mind of what lay behind the screen: him sitting in a bathtub, water overflowing his chest, water droplets sliding down his skin as he raised his hand.

Stop, you can't think about it anymore!

The more Liu Wenying tried to distract herself, the more vivid the images in her mind became.

Finally, she walked to the window and pushed it all the way open.

The fragrant night breeze dispelled the heat from my face.

The sound of water behind the screen stopped completely after a few pattering drops.

Liu Wenying hurriedly closed the window, turned around and sat back down, pretending to comb her hair.

Pei Dingxuan emerged from behind the screen, his hair wet, his nightgown loosely tied, the front slightly open, revealing a small patch of his chest.

Water droplets rolled down her hair, slid over her collarbone, and disappeared into the depths of her clothes.

In the mirror, their eyes met.

Liu Wenying stood up and brought a dry towel.

"Let me dry your hair too."

Let's just consider it a reciprocal gesture.

Pei Dingxuan looked at her; her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes darting away as she tried to remain calm.

It looked like a kitten that had mustered up the courage to stretch out its paw.

He smiled slightly: "Okay."

Pei Dingxuan's wet hair was draped over his shoulders, and water stains spread dark marks on his moon-white clothes.

Wenying walked behind him, picked up a dry towel, and began to dry his hair.

The movements were very gentle and careful. A dry towel was wrapped around the wet hair, and it was gently rubbed before moving on to another area.

From this angle, she could clearly see his back.

The fabric of the nightgown was very thin, and when it got wet, the outline of the muscles underneath was faintly visible.

Broad shoulders and a slender waist.

Liu Wenying paused, then whispered, "Why don't you put on a coat first? It's chilly at night, you might catch a cold."

"Um."

Liu Wenying then took a white silk outer garment from the clothes rack, which Pei Dingxuan took and put on.

But he didn't tie his belt, and his movements were a bit too big, so the collar of his clothes, which he had casually gathered earlier, was now quite open.

Previously, only the outline of the pectoral muscles was visible; everything else became clearer under the candlelight.

"It's over," Liu Wenying lamented inwardly.

This is even more deadly than before; the attempt to cover up the truth only makes it more alluring, the half-concealed and half-revealed ambiguity only makes it more captivating.

She forced herself to focus on drying her hair.

The dry towel was used to wipe the wet hair repeatedly, absorbing the water droplets and gradually making the black hair soft and smooth.

Suddenly, a hand covered the back of her hand.

Pei Dingxuan grasped her hand, his deep eyes surging with intense emotions, like a fire burning fiercely in the dark night.

"Yingniang, it's getting late, let's rest."

The bed was wide and covered with soft brocade mattresses.

The two lay side by side, with a hand's width between them, their arms touching, with no other contact.

Liu Wenying lay flat on her back, her body taut like a steel plate.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

I can't sleep, I just can't fall asleep no matter what I do.

The man beside me had a very strong presence.

Although there was no physical contact, body temperature was still transmitted through the thin distance.

Even the sound of breathing could be clearly heard in the quiet night.

The fragrance of the incense mixed with the bitter scent of soapberry wafted into my nostrils.

She could even feel the rise and fall of his chest.

Suddenly, the person beside me moved.

Pei Dingxuan turned over, and his arm naturally crossed over to rest on her shoulder.

The arm wasn't very heavy; it half-encircled her in its embrace.

Liu Wenying held her breath.

She turned her head to look at him in the dim night.

Moonlight seeped in through the cracks in the window, a thin layer like a silver veil draped over his face.

His nose bridge was straight and sharp, his lips were thin and well-defined, and his jawline was clean and neat.

The darkness blurred his features, but it only made his handsomeness stand out even more.

It is not too flamboyant or eye-catching, but rather solemn and restrained, like still waters concealing ripples, or old trees shimmering with light.

Liu Wenying used her eyes to carefully trace his face.

From the brow bone to the bridge of the nose, from the lip line to the jawline.

The more I looked, the more horrified I became.

He has a face that makes people fall more and more in love the more they look at him.

At first glance, it just looks neat and tidy, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that every part is just right, and when put together, it becomes a sight that you can't take your eyes off.

Especially those phoenix eyes.

Even with her eyes closed, the slight upward curve at the corners is still there.

She recalled the way he looked at her during the day—deep as a pool, calm as the sea, yet occasionally surging with intense, burning emotions.

Just as she was engrossed in watching, those eyes suddenly opened.

Liu Wenying didn't have time to close her eyes before she was caught red-handed.

Pei Dingxuan looked at her, a smile playing on his lips, gentle yet meaningful.

"Can't sleep?" he asked in a low voice.

Liu Wenying hurriedly turned her head and stared at the top of the tent.

"Perhaps because I slept too much before, I really wasn't sleepy."

After saying that, her eyes still couldn't help but drift towards him.

Pei Dingxuan chuckled softly: "What do you want to ask?"

Liu Wenying was taken aback.

He was always so perceptive, as if he could see through people's hearts and always guess what she was thinking.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally mustered the courage to turn to face him.

In the darkness of night, the two were very close, so close that their breaths mingled.

"How about... you tell me how we met?"

To be honest, she was quite curious.

The man's feelings for the original owner were so deep that they startled her.

Where does that extraordinary appreciation and care come from?

What kind of story exists between them?

Pei Dingxuan remained silent.

To make up one lie, you need countless other lies to cover it up.

"Yingniang, I am not good with words."

"Oh……"

Liu Wenying blinked, somewhat disappointed, but didn't press for details.

She lay back down and stared blankly at the top of the tent.

Pei Dingxuan felt a pang of sadness seeing her dejected expression.

"But I can tell you how I see you. Would you like to hear it?"

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