Roses in Flames

Ye Yuntang's eyes grew increasingly curious. She wanted to say something, but the man kissed her again.

She suddenly realized that he actually quite liked kissing her.

Her kissing skills gradually became much more proficient, no longer as reckless and careless as at the beginning.

His scent was exceptionally pleasant, crisp yet possessing a powerful masculine energy, making him incredibly manly.

Ye Yuntang was dizzy from the kiss, and she was still a little curious about what other gift he was going to give her.

Just then, she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

His kiss moved from her lips to her collarbone.

He gently pulled the bath towel off her body with his large hand.

As her skin touched the air, her long eyelashes trembled, and her breathing involuntarily tightened.

They had already done the most intimate things when they first met.

But at that time, neither of them had any feelings for each other and they went straight to the point.

He had never kissed her like that before.

Noticing his kiss moving too far down, Ye Yuntang felt a chill run down her spine and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

The man looked up, his deep, burning eyes meeting hers. "I want to help you."

When Ye Yuntang realized what he was about to do, she tried to stop him, but it was too late.

She gasped, feeling all the blood rush to her head.

……

When Ye Yuntang lay down on the bed, she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.

Her cheeks were as red as boiled shrimp, her eyes were misty with tears, and her breathing was still not calm.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom; the man was taking a shower.

She could hardly bear to think about what had happened before; just thinking about it made her toes tense up.

She truly never imagined that he, with his cold and aloof demeanor, would do such a thing…

She did help him last time, but she used... She looked down at her slender, fair-skinned hands.

Ye Yuntang didn't know how to face the man later, and she had an urge to run back to her apartment.

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door was opened.

Ye Yuntang immediately buried her head in the blanket and pretended to be asleep.

Xiao Lin had finished showering and was wearing a simple casual t-shirt and pajama pants. He was holding a towel and drying his hair, which was still wet.

He stood by the bed and saw the woman wrapped in the blanket, her head not even showing. He bent down and gently pulled the blanket down.

To his surprise, the woman held the blanket firmly, and he couldn't pull it away.

Noticing she wasn't asleep, he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her. "Are you shy?"

Ye Yuntang closed her eyes, not wanting to talk to him.

Seeing that she had wrapped herself up even more tightly, he pulled the blanket off with more force. "This is my first time doing this. If there's anything you're not happy about, you can tell me and I'll correct it."

Ye Yuntang, "..."

Terrible.

How did he become so shameless?

Still need to correct it?

When he did that, her mind went blank and her blood rushed to her head. How could he possibly correct himself?

"Okay, don't overheat yourself."

He reached out and pulled her slender, delicate body, blanket and all, into his arms.

Ye Yuntang had no choice but to let go, revealing her bright red face.

Seeing her face flushed crimson, he placed the cool back of his hand on her face. "Weren't you quite bold before?"

Ye Yuntang glared at him, annoyed.

She may be bold, but she wasn't as bold as him.

The man's face was still as cold and resolute as ever, and his whole being exuded an aura of righteousness, solemnity, and dignity.

Her gaze traveled from his dark, deep-set eyes to his high, straight nose, and finally to his slightly pursed lips.

She couldn't take it anymore; she couldn't even look him in the eye.

She wanted to bury herself back under the covers, but the man's long fingers lifted her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

Ye Yuntang was embarrassed and angry. She pounced on him and bit his neck hard.

After taking the bite, she felt a little annoyed, thinking that the two of them had to go to work the next day and that she had bitten the wrong spot.

"Don't do that again next time."

He looked down at her, pressed his forehead against hers, and brushed the long hair from her cheek. "You don't like it?"

Ye Yuntang avoided his gaze, not daring to look at his thin lips, unsure where to look. "No, it's just..."

She was wearing a loose nightgown with a crooked neckline, revealing her collarbone and fair skin, which had some mottled marks on it.

Her skin is fair and delicate; even a little pressure will leave a mark.

He was careful not to leave any marks on his neck.

He lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose. "Yun Tang, tell me, do you like it when I treat you like that?"

Ye Yuntang buried her face in his neck, her voice barely audible, "I... I was afraid of making yourself suffer."

He was such a stern, strict, and upright captain, how could he...

Xiao Lin cupped Ye Yuntang's face in his hands, looking at her reddened eyes, and wiped away a little moisture that had slipped from the corner of her eye with his fingertips. "I'm your boyfriend, aren't I? What's there to feel wronged about? As long as we both like what we do in private, that's fine."

Before Ye Yuntang could say anything, he lowered his voice and said, "Then you'll help me next time too."

Ye Yuntang's breathing became labored.

She really wanted to pretend she didn't understand what he meant.

She broke free from his embrace, lay back down in a safe position, closed her eyes, and before forcing herself to fall asleep, said to him, "Xiao Lin, you're really a repressed pervert."

I never expected him to be like this in private.

As Xiao Lin watched the woman's slender figure with her back to him, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

He'll be twenty-nine soon after the New Year. When he was young and full of vigor, he'd heard the guys in his dorm discuss these things. Although he'd never actually done it, he wasn't some clueless greenhorn. If he met a woman he liked, he wanted to try out the games the guys in his dorm had discussed before.

However, she probably doesn't dislike it.

After all, she had liked it quite a bit before.

He certainly wouldn't tell her things like she seemed to like him, otherwise she'd probably be so angry she wouldn't talk to him for days.

Xiao Lin lifted the covers, lay down on the bed, and reached out to turn off the light.

Seeing the woman's back to him, he stretched out his long arm and pulled her back into his embrace.

"Stop messing around, it's past midnight," Ye Yuntang muttered in dissatisfaction.

Xiao Lin gave a soft "Mmm," and said, "Nothing more, goodnight."

Ye Yuntang looked up at the man, and remembering how he had cornered her in the bathroom earlier, she felt resentful and poked his Adam's apple with her fingertip.

Seeing that she still dared to flirt with him, he grabbed her fingertips with his large hand and kissed them on his thin lips. "Still have the energy?"

Ye Yuntang stared straight at him. "Xiao Lin, call my name."

"Yuntang".

"Don't call me Yuntang, and don't call me Tangtang, just call me baby."

Xiao Lin's breathing suddenly became heavier.

Ye Yuntang knew he wasn't good at sweet talk, and asking him to call her "baby" would probably be like taking his life, but she just really wanted to hear it.

"Are you going to call me or not?" She pretended to tickle him.

Xiao Lin pressed down on her misbehaving hand, his Adam's apple bobbing, "I..."

"If you don't call me, I'll go back to the apartment across the street." She made a move to get out of bed.

The man pulled her back into his arms, his voice low and hoarse as he spoke, "Baby."

Ye Yuntang wanted to look up at his expression, but the man pressed down on the back of her head, forcing her to lean against his strong chest, making it impossible for her to lift her head.

Although his expression was unclear, his heartbeat was like a war drum.

Intense, powerful, and forceful.