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

Shen Nannan's heart raced under his gaze.

He just sat there above her, head down, his eyes red as he stared at her, like a wolf chained up.

"How...how do you want to get it?" Her voice was a little unsteady.

He didn't answer, but chuckled softly.

"Since the young lady asked me to sleep with her, I, as her bed warmer, must be paid a reasonable price..."

He lowered his head and pecked her lips.

"one time."

It pecked again.

"Two times."

One more peck.

"Three times."

Shen Nannan was dizzy from his pecks and reached out to push his face away: "Are you counting?"

"Hmm," he responded without changing his expression, "Ninety-seven more to go."

He didn't give her a chance to speak, and lowered his head to kiss her.

This time it wasn't a peck, it was serious. His lips pressed down, his tongue pried open her lips and teeth, rolled in, and made her gasp for breath.

Shen Nannan's body went limp from his kisses, and she let out soft moans.

Did you hurt yourself?

She shook her head, keeping it down and not daring to look at him.

"Then continue."

He kissed her again, this time more gently, like a feather brushing against her lips, again and again, slowly, as if savoring something delicious.

Shen Nannan continued to run her fingers down. His abdominal muscles were defined, hard, and felt incredibly good. She touched it once, then again.

Ah Chao held her hand.

"Miss."

"Um?"

"Have you touched enough?"

"No. I haven't finished touching you yet. What, you won't let me touch you?"

He stared at her for a moment, a smile curving his lips.

"Miss, you can touch wherever you want."

"Do I need to pay extra?" she asked innocently.

Ah Chao chuckled.

"Yes, but not for you, Miss. I'll ask for it myself..."

Shen Nannan was about to speak when she stammered, "You... um..."

Ah Chao buried her head and gently bit down...

Shen Nannan's body went limp instantly.

The baby's clothes were still drenched in drool...

"Are you a dog? You bite people every day."

"Hmm," he responded, burying his head there with an air of self-righteousness. "The young lady's dog."

"you……!"

He lowered his head and bit down again, this time more gently, almost like sucking. His tip licked the mark, feeling a cool sensation.

"Ah Chao..."

"Mmm," he responded, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her repeatedly. "Your servant is here."

"Be gentle..."

"it is good."

He said okay, but he didn't loosen his grip at all.

His fingers slid down her waist; her skin was smooth and tender, and when he touched it, they both trembled at the same time.

"It's cold..." she shrank back.

His hand paused, and he tried to pull it back, but she held it down.

"Don't take it away." She said softly, her eyes closed. "It'll be fine as long as it's warm."

He didn't move; his hand was on her waist, his palm pressed against her skin, and he remained motionless.

After a few breaths, her palms slowly warmed up, and her waist also warmed up.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked, his voice a little strained.

"Hmm." She opened her eyes, looked at him, and said, "You can continue."

His Adam's apple bobbed again, and his hand moved rather roughly.

Shen Nannan felt weak all over from his touch, her fingers clutching his clothes.

"You...you should speak more gently..."

"This is already very light." His voice was muffled, tinged with grievance. "This servant hasn't even used enough force."

His fingers slid up her waist, hooking the strap of her nightgown with his fingertips, and gave it a gentle tug.

The straps came undone, the hem of her clothes came undone, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on that patch of skin, making it dazzlingly white.

He swallowed hard, his gaze fixed on that spot, unable to look away.

Shen Nannan's face flushed red. She reached out to pull at her clothes, but he grabbed her wrist.

"Don't block it." His voice was low, with a hint of pleading. "Let this servant take a look."

Shen Nannan bit her lip, her hand pinned to the pillow by him, unable to move. His gaze slid down her collarbone, past the teeth mark he had left, past the soft curves of her skin, and lingered there, swallowing hard.

"Miss," his voice was hoarse, "you are so beautiful."

"You, you stop looking..." She turned her face away, her ears as red as if they were about to bleed.

"Why don't you look..." His fingers slid down her shoulder, all the way down, his fingertips tracing a circle on her breasts. "It's beautiful here."

It slid down to her waist and gently pinched her, making her flinch from the ticklish feeling.

"This place is beautiful too."

His fingers continued downwards, stopping at the side of her leg, gently caressing it.

"It looks better here."

Shen Nannan felt hot all over from his touch and reached out to cover his mouth: "That's enough."

He took her hand, kissed it in his palm, and looked up at her, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Not enough," he said. "Even a lifetime wouldn't be enough."

Shen Nannan's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at him; in the moonlight, his face was unbelievably alluring, but his eyes were full of seriousness, without a trace of jest.

"Ah Chao..." Her voice trembled.

"Mmm," he responded, his lips pressed against her skin, his voice muffled, "Your servant is here."

His hand slid down her wrist, up her arm, his fingertips brushing her shoulder and collarbone, stopping above that soft undulation.

"Miss."

"Um."

"Don't wear pajamas anymore."

Why?

"trouble."

"It's difficult to take it off."

Shen Nannan's face flushed red, and she reached out and punched him: "You...!"

He took her fist and kissed it.

"Miss, you told the Crown Prince today that you are engaged."

Shen Nannan was taken aback, not expecting him to ask this question so suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"That engagement," he paused, "when will it be called off?"

Shen Nannan looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"What's the rush?"

"Urgent," he said, in a serious tone, "This servant cannot wait."

"We have to wait, even if we can't." She poked his chest. "The Pei family hasn't said anything yet. I can't just go there and say 'I want to break off the engagement,' can I?"

"Why not?"

"Because..." she thought for a moment, "it doesn't have a good reputation."

She recalled what Qiu Yun had told her earlier that day; if she went to annul the engagement now, someone might use it against him.

Seeing that she was distracted, he suddenly lowered his head and bit her collarbone.

"Ouch!" She flinched.

"This servant doesn't care about reputation," he said in a muffled voice. "This servant only cares about Miss."

Shen Nannan looked at him, and a strange feeling welled up inside her. It was a mix of emotions—sour, soft, and a little sweet.

"Ah Chao".

"Um."

"Wait a little longer." She reached out and touched his face. "Once Father returns and the situation at the border is settled, I will break off the engagement with the Pei family."

He took her hand and kissed her palm.

"how long?"

"Soon."

"How long is 'soon'?"

"Aren't you annoying?" she glared at him. "I said it'll be soon, and that means it'll be soon."

He looked at her sulking face and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Very well. We'll wait."