Roses in Flames

Xiao Lin went to the apartment across the street and picked up the clothes Ye Yuntang wanted.

When he returned, he walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

A moment later, the door was opened.

He turned his head away, avoiding looking at the person in the bathroom. "Yuntang, your clothes."

After taking the clothes, Ye Yuntang raised her long eyelashes and glanced at the man.

He tilted his head away from her, his features cold and taut, seemingly normal, but his ears were so red they looked like they were about to burst into flames.

Ye Yuntang took the clothes and placed them on the washstand, a mischievous smile playing on her red lips.

As the man was about to leave, she grabbed his arm.

With a little force, he was pulled into the steamy bathroom.

Xiao Lin couldn't help but look at her.

What caught his eye was her long, wet hair, her fair skin with a rosy glow, and her beautiful eyes, glistening with moisture and appearing incredibly alluring.

Xiao Lin's gaze seemed to be burned; his Adam's apple bobbed, and for a moment he didn't know where to look.

"Why are your ears so red?" She touched his earlobe with her fingertip. "Are you thinking about something naughty?"

Xiao Lin grasped her fingertips, squeezing them tightly into his palm. "Don't touch me like that."

Ye Yuntang moved closer to him, her voice soft and alluring with a smile, "It's just getting me some clothes, why are you so shy? Didn't you secretly hide my underwear before?"

Xiao Lin's tall and aloof figure instantly stiffened. "Nonsense, it was blown over by the wind. I didn't hide it."

Ye Yuntang tiptoed, her red lips close to his ear, "So, do you want to hide?"

The woman used his shower gel, and her body seemed to be imbued with his scent, alluring him subtly. Xiao Lin felt as if lava was flowing through his throat. His gaze swept over the woman's bright and moist face, and her incredibly slender and graceful figure, which was covered by a bath towel.

Does she even know what she's doing?

Dressed like this to seduce him, does she really think he's some kind of saint?

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Ye Yuntang seemed to become bolder. She gently wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingertips lightly brushing against the back of his neck.

She pressed her body almost completely against his, the edge of the towel brushing against his arm, bringing a slight tickle.

"Don't seduce me." His voice was terribly hoarse.

Ye Yuntang was very close to the man, so she could naturally feel his changes.

"I didn't hook up. Captain Xiao said we should proceed gradually and he wouldn't touch me tonight. I just wanted to kiss Captain Xiao again, that's all."

Xiao Lin's facial features were taut, and beads of hot sweat rolled down his forehead.

Does she look like she just wants to kiss him?

His breathing became heavy and damp, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he had an obvious, uncontrollable urge.

He grabbed her wrist, turned her around, and pressed her against the wall behind her.

He placed his other hand on her back to prevent her body from touching the cold tiles.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

He tasted the sweet fragrance between her lips and teeth, delving deeper, entangling, and sucking.

Ye Yuntang looked at the burning heat rising in his dark eyes, which almost set her ablaze.

The air became viscous.

She tilted her slender, fair neck back, her fingertips slipping under the hem of his shirt to gently caress his well-defined abdominal muscles.

When the kiss ended, he buried his face in her neck.

He grasped her small hand, which was wandering on his chest, and held it firmly in his palm.

"If you keep flirting with me like this, do you still want to sleep tonight?" He wrapped his other arm tightly around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

Ye Yuntang was still immersed in the deep kiss that had left her breathless. She lay weakly on top of him and asked, "Are you ready for 'that'?"

The man holding her stiffened. "No."

"If you don't have any, then forget it. I don't want to take medicine."

Just as Xiao Lin was about to say something, he heard her say, "You look like you're in a lot of pain. Should I help you the way I did last time?"

Xiao Lin's large hand around her waist suddenly tightened its grip.

Ye Yuntang felt pain from his pinching, so she pushed him away, saying, "You're about to break my back."

He loosened his grip on her waist a little, saying, "Have you been eating poorly every day? You're too thin."

Her waist was so thin that it seemed he could snap it in two with just a little force.

"After eating it, the meat all went to other places."

Upon hearing the woman's words, Xiao Lin glanced down at the area below her collarbone.

After the kisses and hugs, the towel on her body slid down, making her snow-white skin even more noticeable in his view.

Xiao Lin quickly looked away. "I'm going to take a shower."

Ye Yuntang glanced at him, but didn't say anything more. "I'll go out first."

She was about to reach for the clothes on the washstand when, after taking two steps forward, her bare feet slipped.

Just as she was about to fall, the man behind her reacted quickly and came to her aid.

As he forcefully pulled her back, the already flimsy bath towel suddenly fell to the ground.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Xiao Lin's gaze swept over her subconsciously, and in just one glance, her fair skin and exquisite curves seemed to be etched into his mind.

All the blood in his body rushed to his head, and he forgot to breathe, his body stiff as a stone.

His pupils contracted sharply, his Adam's apple bobbed wildly, and all his previous restraint crumbled under the sudden impact. His ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed.

Ye Yuntang was also stunned. When she realized what had happened, her cheeks turned bright red.

She reacted quickly, bending down to pick up the towel from the floor and haphazardly tying it around her body.

The atmosphere became incredibly awkward.

Both of them were breathing somewhat unsteadily.

Ye Yuntang broke the silence first, "I...I'll go out first."

Before he could say anything, she turned and walked towards the door.

Her fingertips had barely touched the doorknob when a large hand reached out from behind and suddenly wrapped around her slender waist.

The powerful force, carrying an unyielding domineering and urgent air, lifted her up by the waist and placed her on the washbasin.

The mirror, previously blurred by the mist, now reflects the overlapping figures of the two people as the mist dissipates.

Ye Yuntang sat on the table, a little shorter than him. When she looked up, she met his eyes, which were filled with turbulent emotions.

"What...are you doing?"

The man didn't answer her. He grabbed her wrist with his large hand, raised her hand above her head, and then slowly lowered it until their fingers intertwined.

His palms were burning hot, and he tightened his grip, as if he wanted to embed her into his very bones.

His dark, deep gaze was fixed on her moist eyes, a fierce danger and possessiveness rising within them.

Ye Yuntang felt flustered and uneasy under his gaze. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she almost dared not meet his eyes. "Didn't we not prepare that?"

He moved closer to her with his handsome face, his high nose bridge lightly brushing against her nose, and his thin lips stopped just a thin sheet of paper away from hers. "I'm confessing my feelings to you tonight, but I didn't prepare flowers or gifts. I wanted to give you something else."

A hint of curiosity appeared in Ye Yuntang's beautiful eyes. "What else?"

His voice became a little hoarse again, "You'll find out soon enough."