With legs weak, the sickly stable boy became a mad regent.

He said okay, but his hands didn't stop moving.

Shen Nannan thought that when he said "okay," he meant to stop, but instead, his hands became even more restless.

The calloused fingertips traveled up her waist, their touch like a fire, making her tremble all over.

"Ah Chao...you're lying..." Her voice was as soft as water.

"This servant understands." His lips pressed against hers, kissing her repeatedly.

"That servant is a liar, he only knows how to cheat on young ladies."

He hooked the strap of the undergarment and pulled gently, causing the fabric to slip down, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

Ah Chao's breathing became heavier.

Cover that soft flesh, gently ***

Shen Nannan let out a soft moan, her fingers tightening around his shirt.

"Ah Chao...you..."

"What's the rush, Miss?" His voice was low, his lips brushing against the hollow of her collarbone, gently biting it. "This servant has waited so long, I should collect some interest."

"What interest rate?"

"Miss owes this servant something."

"I've owed you this ever since the day you bought me from that cage."

"Here," he lowered his head, his lips close to her ear, his voice hoarse and deep, "is the servant's."

"You...!" She reached out to punch him, but as soon as her hand touched his chest, he grabbed it.

He pressed her hand to his chest, his heart pounding beneath his palm.

"Miss, feel it," he said. "My heart is beating so fast."

Shen Nannan's ears turned red, and she tried to pull her hand away, but he wouldn't let go.

"Because of you, Miss." He lowered his head, his nose brushing against hers, "It does this every time it gets close to you."

"You...don't try that on me." She turned her face away, refusing to look at him.

He smiled, leaned down and kissed her ear, his fingers sliding down her chest, tracing her slender waist, and gently kneading the soft flesh on her side.

That spot was the most erogenous zone; she felt as if she'd been electrocuted, jerked back, and let out a soft moan.

"This place," he said in a low voice, with a hint of satisfied laughter, "is also the servant's."

Shen Nannan felt weak all over from his teasing, and tears streamed down her face, not from pain, but from anxiety.

"Ah Chao... stop nagging..." Her voice was hoarse, with a sob in it.

"Is Miss in a hurry?" He looked up at her.

In the candlelight, his face was unbelievably alluring, his eyes filled with an unyielding passion and obsession, his fingertips gently brushing against the corners of her reddened eyes.

"Who was it that said they wanted to find someone else?"

"I didn't say that..."

"Oh? No?" He deliberately dragged out the sound.

"Who was that in the carriage, crying and saying, 'If you don't help me, I'll go find someone else'?"

"That was just said in anger!" she exclaimed, exasperated. "How can you believe everything you hear?"

"I believe everything you say, Miss." He lowered his head, looking at her. His eyes were red, filled with grievance, jealousy, and a tender earnestness that softened her heart.

"So please don't say such things, Miss. This servant can't stand it."

Shen Nannan was so aroused by his teasing that she felt weak all over and didn't even have the strength to argue. She could only hug his neck, bury her face in the crook of his neck, and softly beg for mercy:

"I was wrong... I'll never say it again..."

"I'm only looking for you... just Ah Chao..."

She lifted her legs, hooked her arms around his waist, and pulled him closer to her. Her burning cheeks rubbed against his neck, and her tongue unconsciously licked his Adam's apple.

This completely ignited his passion.

Ah Chao ripped off her clothes forcefully, her black robe slipping down to reveal her lean, muscular chest, still bearing the red marks she had just scratched.

"Then remember this, Miss. In this lifetime, only I can make you cry like this. Xiao Yunting is not, Pei Ran is not, no one is."

"just me."

Shen Nannan's heart skipped a beat.

Before she could speak, he leaned down, pressed his ear against hers, and nibbled at her earlobe with an intensely tender caress.

"Ah Chao..." Her voice trembled.

"Afraid?" He looked up and gazed into her eyes.

She bit her lip and shook her head.

"Aren't you afraid?"

She nodded, then shook her head.

He smiled and leaned down to kiss the corner of her lips.

"Are you scared or not?"

"I'm scared," she said softly, "but please be gentle."

"it is good."

He agreed, but he didn't hold back at all.

He kissed every inch of her skin as he went down, leaving his mark on every part of her body.

Shoulders, collarbone, chest, waist, lower abdomen... every kiss was scalding hot, like a brand imprinted on her body.

Shen Nannan's body went limp from his kisses, and she ran her fingers through his hair, gently grasping it.

"Ah Chao... that's enough..."

"not enough."

"It's still early."

She broke down, tears streaming down her face.

He looked up at her, his eyes red and filled with her image.

"Does the young lady not like it?"

She bit her lip, shook her head, and tears continued to fall.

"Then why are you crying?" He reached out, gently wiping away the tears from the corner of her eye with his thumb, and then licked them.

Shen Nannan's face turned even redder.

"You—you're a pervert."

"Hmm," he replied, matter-of-factly, "Miss's tears are all sweet."

"You—uh—!"

"Don't be nervous." His lips brushed against her ear, his voice low and seductive.

"relax."

"You...you mustn't touch there..." Her voice was trembling.

Why?

"Does the young lady not like it?"

"It's not...it's just..."

"What is it?"

"It's just... itchy..." Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's hum.

"How about this?"

Shen Nannan's breath hitched, and she writhed beneath him like a fish out of water, uttering soft moans.

"Ah Chao...stop dawdling...just get to it..."

He paused for a moment, then looked up at her, his eyes bright and full of laughter.

"What did you say, Miss?"

"I said you...!" She blushed deeply and covered his mouth with her hand. "Don't ask anymore!"

He took her hand, kissed it in his palm, then intertwined their fingers and pressed them against the pillow.

He leaned over her, looking down at her.

In the candlelight, her face was flushed, her eyes were moist, and her lips were slightly parted. She looked like a flower that had been wet by the rain, delicate and beautiful.

"Miss……"

You look so beautiful.

Shen Nannan's heart raced under his gaze, and she turned her face away, saying, "You talk too much nonsense."

"Then this servant will not waste any more words." His voice lowered.

"This is your last chance. Are you sure?"

Shen Nannan looked at him, and in the moonlight, his face was clearly illuminated.

Alluring and aloof, yet her eyes were filled with trepidation.

She reached out, hooked her arm around his neck, pulled him down, and pressed her lips against his ear.

"I'm sure," she said softly, "Silly."