Many children, many blessings; leading female trainees in wilderness survival.

The car was still filled with the lingering scent of Ye Xiao and Liu Yun's lovemaking.

Qin Wan's eyelashes trembled.

She wasn't an innocent young girl; she could smell what it was.

Her face flushed red instantly.

Her chest heaved faster beneath her black lace top, her breathing rapid and disordered.

That smell acted as a catalyst for lust.

She didn't want to pretend anymore.

Just as Ye Xiao was about to straighten up and leave

Qin Wan reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Then she tilted her head back and offered her red lips.

She kissed him forcefully, but her kiss was awkward.

Her nose bumped into his, her teeth touched his lower lip, and their kiss was haphazard.

Ye Xiao froze.

His hand hung in mid-air, unsure of where to put it.

There are two voices fighting in my head.

One person said: Push her away. She's your good buddy Lin Chen's mother. What are you doing?

Another said: She needs this. You need it too. Stop fooling yourself.

Qin Wan's kiss slid from his lips to the corner of his mouth, and then from the corner of his mouth to his chin.

Her lips were trembling, her breathing was hot and disordered, and tears, salty and flowing from her eyes, smeared onto his skin.

"Don't go."

Her voice, muffled in the crook of his neck, was tinged with sobs, carrying the pent-up grievances and longing of over a decade, and the desperate courage of a woman in her thirties, "Just this once... let me..."

She didn't finish speaking.

Ye Xiao's hand fell down.

He braced one hand on the seat next to her ear and the other hand around her waist.

His kiss followed immediately.

Unlike the clumsy, awkward kiss before, Ye Xiao's kiss carried a youthful, vibrant, and undisguised passion.

His kiss was deep, not a fleeting touch, but a full-blown assault.

His lips covered hers, his tongue prying open her teeth with an undeniable domineering force.

Qin Wan let out a muffled groan, as if she had been burned, or as if she had finally obtained something she had longed for.

Her fingers slid from his neck to his shoulder, and then from his shoulder to his back, gripping him tightly, as if afraid he would disappear if she let go.

Ye Xiao's fingers tightened, and through the black lace, he could feel the softness and warmth of her waist.

Her waist was slender, but not in a bony way; rather, it was a soft, full slenderness characteristic of a mature woman.

Qin Wan's breathing became more and more rapid, her chest heaving violently, and the outline under the black lace kept brushing against his chest with each breath.

The sensation, transmitted through two thin layers of fabric, spread like an electric current from his chest to his limbs, causing Ye Xiao's rationality to crumble inch by inch.

……

Just as Qin Wan was about to suffocate, Ye Xiao finally released her lips.

The person beneath him had a face so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Her lips were slightly swollen and glistening from the kisses, and her lips were slightly parted, revealing her white teeth and the tip of her tongue.

"Xiao Xiao..."

Am I... shameless?

"Aunt Qin, why would you think that?"

"I'm seventeen years older than you. I'm Lin Chen's mother."

Her tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the black lace and spreading out a small, dark watermark.

"But... I can't control myself."

Her voice grew softer and softer.

"From that day on... from the moment you were at the bathroom door... I couldn't control myself."

Ye Xiao's fingers paused for a moment.

Then he suddenly tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her up from the seat and into his arms.

Her chest was pressed against his, separated by two layers of fabric, their heartbeats mingling, indistinguishable from one another.

"Aunt Qin." His voice was muffled in her hair, low, hoarse, with a restrained intensity, "Say it again."

Qin Wan buried her face in the crook of his neck, her lips pressed against his skin, her voice muffled, but every word was clear:

"I like you."

"It's not an elder's affection for a younger person."

"It's a woman's liking for a man."

Ye Xiao closed his eyes.

His arms tightened even more, so much so that Qin Wan could hardly breathe, but she didn't struggle. She even hoped he would tighten his grip even more, to meld her into his body, so they wouldn't have to separate again.

She didn't want to pretend anymore.

It's been more than ten years.

She's been pretending for too long.

Pretend to be strong, pretend you don't need it, pretend you can handle anything.

But at this moment, in this wilderness where monsters could attack at any time, nestled in Ye Xiao's arms, she didn't want to pretend anymore.

She wanted to be herself for once.

She is not Lin Chen's mother, not someone else's Teacher Qin, and not that widowed woman who has been widowed for more than ten years.

That's Qin Wan.

A woman who falls in love with a man more than ten years younger than herself, whose heart races, whose face flushes, and who can't control herself.

She looked up at Ye Xiao.

Dusk had sunk below the horizon, and the light inside the car was so dim that only their silhouettes could be seen. But her eyes were bright, bright like two stars, bright as if they were shining.

"Xiao Xiao," her voice was soft and gentle, "Don't think I'm old."

Ye Xiao lowered his head, his forehead touching hers, his nose touching hers.

"You're not old," he said.

Qin Wan's eyelashes trembled.

"real?"

"real."

Ye Xiao's fingers slowly moved upwards from her waist, tracing the edge of the lace, and finally stopped on her cheek.

His thumb brushed away the tear stains at the corner of her eye.

"Aunt Qin, you are very beautiful."

"From that day on, I thought you were very beautiful."

Qin Wan's tears welled up again.

She tilted her head back and kissed him again.

Ye Xiao's body tensed up suddenly.

His breathing became heavier, and he ran his fingers through her hair, holding the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

The temperature inside the car is rising.

The lingering scent still permeated the air, mingling with the two people's breaths, making the entire carriage feel ambiguous and hot.

Qin Wan's fingers roamed along his waist, tracing the outline of his abdominal muscles, one by one, from top to bottom and from bottom to top.

Her fingers were trembling, but she didn't stop moving.

Ye Xiao's hand slid down her cheek.

Fingertips traced her collarbone, along the edge of the black lace...

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the car window.

Ye Xiao's movements suddenly stopped.

Qin Wan's body stiffened for a moment.

Both of them turned their heads at the same time and looked out the car window.

Liu Yun leaned against the car door, one arm resting on the edge of the window, the other hand still in the position of tapping on the glass.

"Gentlemen, it's getting dark. Danger is imminent."

Liu Yun had a teasing smile on her lips.

Although she had slept with Ye Xiao not long ago, she knew that Ye Xiao wouldn't only have her as a woman.

"You two can kiss later."

Qin Wan's face flushed bright red.

She shoved Ye Xiao away abruptly, turned around, and covered her face with her hands.

The neckline of her black lace top had slipped to one side during the earlier scuffle, revealing a section of her fair shoulder. She hurriedly straightened it...