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

Before Shen Nannan could react, she was pulled into a warm embrace.

His hot breath swept across her neck, carrying a familiar hoarseness:

"Miss."

"I miss you so much."

Shen Nannan grasped his hand resting on her waist and muttered softly, "We've only been apart for a few days..."

"It's been long enough..." Ah Chao buried his face in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath. "I've been missing her like crazy."

Shen Nannan's ears turned red from his rubbing, and she pushed him away, saying, "Stop it, the servants will see."

"So what if you saw me?" He held her tightly, his tone tinged with grievance and a hint of sourness. "Miss was so happy today, acting all coquettish with her father-in-law, she didn't even think about me."

Shen Nannan couldn't help but laugh, tilting her head to look at him: "You're even jealous of my dad?"

"Eat." He said matter-of-factly.

"I'll eat any man who's close to the lady."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently bit her neck, leaving a faint red mark. "Miss looks so beautiful today. I want to carry you back to the underground, lock you up, and let only I see you."

Shen Nannan trembled, turned around, and covered his mouth with her hand: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He licked her palm; the warm, wet touch sent a shiver through her body. She instinctively tried to pull away, but he seized the opportunity, their fingers intertwining.

"This servant is not lying. This servant wishes he could marry Miss right now and hold her in his arms every day."

Shen Nannan turned her face away, "Who, who wants to marry you?"

"If you won't marry me, who will you marry, Miss?" He turned her face towards him, his dark eyes fixed on her, a familiar obsession surging within them. "You want to marry the Third Prince?"

"You still remember that!" Shen Nannan said, both amused and annoyed, pinching his cheek. "Didn't you say you wouldn't be coming for a while?"

"I can't stand it, every time I close my eyes, all I see is you." Ah Chao lowered his head, his nose gently brushing against hers, their breaths hot and intertwined.

"I can't sleep because I miss you. Every time I close my eyes, I see your smiling face, your crying face, and... your moaning face..."

"Shut up! Don't say it! You big pervert..." Shen Nannan's ears turned red.

"I'll only say that to Miss." He curled the corners of his mouth into a smug smile. "I'll only be a rogue to Miss."

Shen Nannan felt weak all over from his teasing. She bit her lip, recalling their passionate encounter in the bunker that night, and his gentle yet frenzied touches.

She tiptoed, no longer suppressing her longing, and took the initiative to lift her lips and gently peck his thin lips.

Divided at one touch,

A-Chao's breathing suddenly became heavy.

The next second, he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her fiercely.

His tongue gently traced the shape of her lips, tentatively intruding, hooking and entwining with her tongue, each touch filled with an intense, visceral passion.

Shen Nannan's body went limp, passively enduring his overwhelming love.

They kissed for an unknown amount of time, until they were both breathless, before Ah Chao finally released her slightly, his thin lips still pressed against hers, their breaths mingling, and he chuckled softly.

"Miss kissed me first...does she really miss her servant?"

Shen Nannan blushed and punched his chest, saying, "I didn't expect that!"

"Didn't think of that?" He lowered his head and gently bit her neck. "Then why is Miss being so proactive?"

"I...I was just rewarding you for being good lately..."

"A reward for a servant?" Ah Chao raised an eyebrow, his thumb gently stroking her lips, which were red from being kissed. "That little reward isn't enough."

"That night, I served you so diligently, Miss. Shouldn't you reward me more?"

"Shut up!" Shen Nannan covered his mouth with her hand in embarrassment, her eyes glistening with tears, a mixture of coquettishness and annoyance.

"Don't mention that night! My parents are in the main house; if they hear us, I'm dead!"

The more embarrassed and annoyed she became, the redder her ear tips turned. Her delicate and alluring appearance made Ah Chao's heart itch. A desire that had tasted the sweetness of her flesh surged wildly in his chest.

"It's better to hear it."

"This servant wishes the whole world knew that I belong to the young lady."

Shen Nannan felt both shy and sweet, and glared at him: "You wish!"

"This servant only thinks about Miss." He whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "This servant thinks about it every night, so much so that I can't sleep."

"I miss Miss's smile, Miss's softness, the way Miss calls my name..."

"Shut up!" Shen Nannan was so embarrassed she almost buried her head in his chest. "If you say another word, I'm ignoring you!"

"Okay, I won't say." He obediently conceded, but then added, "..."

"Then this servant will do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked her up and strode to the soft couch. He gently put her down, then propped himself up on top of her, his dark eyes fixed on her. The moonlight shone on his face, making him look eerily handsome.

Shen Nannan's heart pounded like a drum, her body went limp, and looking at his face so close to hers, she whispered, "Ah Chao... not here..."

"I won't do anything." Ah Chao lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his touch so tender it could melt your heart. "I'll just hold you, I'll just kiss you, okay?"

"This servant misses you so much... I'm going crazy with longing."

His kisses traveled down her cheeks, from her brow to the corner of her eye, from the tip of her nose to the corner of her lips, and then gently sucked on her chin. His hands were placed lightly on her waist, caressing her gently through her clothes, with the lightest touch possible, as if afraid of hurting her.

"Miss smells so good." Ah Chao buried his face in her neck, like a big dog that had found its home, his voice satisfied and languid. "It smells even better than peach blossoms, it's my favorite scent."

"Only a slave can smell it, only a slave can touch it, only a slave can hold it, right?"

Shen Nannan's body burned with desire from his kisses, her mind hazy. She could only nod softly, her voice gentle and sweet: "Yes... only you..."

Receiving her response, Ah Chao's smile deepened, and he gently raised his hand.

Through the thin spring shirt, I rubbed my hand against her skin inch by inch, feeling her softness and warmth.

He lowered his head, took her lips into his mouth, and gently sucked, his tongue tenderly entwining with hers. He savored the taste and lingered, unwilling to let go.

Memories of that night flooded my mind: the burning touch, the gentle caresses, the deep murmurs—all vividly clear in my mind.

His fingers rested on her waist, gently hooking the sash, without moving.

"Miss, is that alright?"

Shen Nannan looked at him. In the moonlight, his eyes burned with fire, but beneath that fire lay something precious, something he cherished with utmost care, afraid of breaking something.

She didn't say anything, but reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulled him down, and kissed him first.

She knew that she had already fallen for the gentleness of this crazy wolf and could no longer escape.

And she did it willingly.

Achao's body jolted violently.

He kissed her deeper, his fingertips touching her smooth skin, and their breaths became ragged.

Her hands were also restless, slipping inside his collar and touching his lean chest.

His muscles were taut under her palm, and his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to explode.

"Miss..." His voice was hoarse beyond words as he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her repeatedly.

"If you touch me again, I really won't be able to resist."