Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Su Wuli rested her elbows on the table and saw that glimmer of light in the mirror.

What is being shown on the screen right now?

The voice was low, blending into the quiet of the lounge.

But she couldn't hear clearly, nor was she in the mood to listen.

His lips were still pressed against her back, slowly moving upwards from her waist, vertebra by vertebra, as if counting.

With each movement, she saw his lowered brows and eyes in the mirror, and saw his lips descend.

He gripped the tablet tighter, and the sound from the tablet became clear the next moment.

"...the sum of ...

Su Wuli froze instantly.

The tablet is currently playing a live broadcast of the awards ceremony. Because the live broadcast of the ceremony is delayed, it is currently showing the scene where the male actor just came on stage.

Su Wuli subconsciously reached out to turn it off.

However, as soon as she moved forward, her wrist was grabbed by a warm thug's hand.

She was pulled back by Yu Chen and crashed backward into the man's arms.

"Hmm..." Su Wuli hummed softly.

My hand was pressed back onto the table, my palm against the cold marble.

"Don't move." Yu Chen's aura became fiery.

Su Wuli looked up at him in the mirror when she heard the sound.

When their eyes met, she suddenly realized what the man in the mirror was up to.

My face instantly burned.

"No..." she whispered.

Yu Chen ignored her.

The backless dress was finally covered by the same material of fabric, concealing her fair skin.

The sound on the screen continued.

"...Just right..."

"...It'll get...chaotic..."

Her hand couldn't hold on any longer and slid down a little.

She subconsciously looked up at the mirror, and the man's gaze left her nowhere to escape.

The sound from the screen continued, each word seeming to grow legs, crawling into her ears and drilling into her bones.

When those words came out of Yu Chen's mouth again, her face just burned.

It came from the screen, and he was behind her.

The sound came from both sides.

Su Wuli didn't know what to do.

The person on the screen was still talking, their voice continuing, every word crystal clear.

She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound.

But I couldn't help it.

Yu Chen looked at her face in the mirror.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were misty, and she was biting her lips.

Su Wuli didn't dare to look at him; her eyes were lowered, and her eyelashes kept trembling.

Yu Chen lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

"That's what he said," his voice was low and close to her ear, "Was what I did right or wrong?"

She had a high fever.

I want to say something, but I can't put it into words.

My mouth was wide open, and I could barely breathe; there wasn't even enough time to breathe properly.

My elbow slipped, and my face hit the cold marble, which was burning hot.

Yu Chen leaned over, his lips brushing against the small patch of skin behind her ear.

"Is it right?" he asked again.

She couldn't say it, and subconsciously shook her head and then nodded.

The man chuckled softly, whispering in her ear.

Su Wuli went limp.

She could no longer hear the sounds coming from the screen.

She could only hear his breathing, close to her ear, one breath at a time.

The sound on the screen continued.

The words drifted into her ears intermittently, as if they came from a very far place, or as if they were vibrating against her eardrums.

The person on the screen just happened to say a certain word.

"...The boundaries there..."

Yu Chen paused slightly.

Then he laughed, the laughter escaping his throat and tickling her ear.

"Sense of propriety," he repeated the word, "right?"

Su Wuli simply stopped talking, buried her face, and dared not look at him.

However, Yu Chen did not do as she wished, and lifted her face off the table, making her look at herself in the mirror.

"Does this king have any sense of propriety?" he asked.

Su Wuli bit the soft flesh inside her lip, still remaining silent.

"Do you have it?" he pressed, his tone somewhat rude.

Su Wuli finally couldn't hold back and spoke, her voice trembling with tears, "...Yes."

"Hmm..." Yu Chen finally responded with satisfaction.

The person on the screen finished talking about editing and started talking about other things. But she couldn't hear them anymore.

All that could be heard was Yu Chen's breathing.

..............................

Su Wuli didn't know how much time had passed.

All I know is that she couldn't hold on any longer and slid down, and he pulled her out.

It slid down again, then I pulled it out again.

When she slid down for the last time, she was too weak to get up.

Then it was pressed onto the table.

A round of applause came from the screen; the person had finished speaking.

"I'm done talking," he said.

Su Wuli had no idea what he was talking about.

He then flipped her over, making her lie on her back on the table.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "I speak better than him."

Su Wuli's face was burning hot.

Yu Chen looked down at her.

Those eyes were deep, the darkness within them hadn't completely faded, but there was something else in them.

It's like being satisfied, yet also like waiting for something.

She felt flustered by his gaze and turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

The tablet next to it was still lit up. The person on the screen had changed and was talking about something else.

The voice was buzzing, and it was impossible to hear what was being said.

She suddenly remembered those words from earlier, those words that he had repeated from his mouth.

My face started burning again.

She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. Her lips moved, but in the end, she only mumbled something very softly.

"...Stop talking."

"What did you say?" he asked.

Su Wuli was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him.

His face was expressionless, but the light in his eyes remained.

He was clearly teasing her on purpose.

Su Wuli's eyes darted away, and she did not respond.

However, Yu Chen just watched her and waited.

After two seconds, Su Wuli had no choice but to speak very softly, "...those words."

"Which words?"

Su Wuli's face grew even hotter.

"Did that man say..." he paused, "or did I say it?"

She didn't speak.

The man lowered his head and leaned closer. "What I said..." he said in a low voice, "is it not right?"

Su Wuli shook her head subconsciously.

Yu Chen said, "Then what should we do..."

Su Wuli opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

"Okay," he said. "That's all."

She was stunned for a moment. Was it that easy?

However, the next second, Su Wuli was lifted up from the table by him.

She gasped softly and clung to the back of his neck.

He carried her a few steps, sat down on the sofa, and placed her on his lap.

The black evening gown had a very large skirt that covered everything.

Su Wuli sat in his lap, glancing down at the hem of her skirt, too afraid to move.

He held her there, his chin resting on the top of her head, and remained quiet for a while.

Then he spoke, his voice coming from above, tinged with amusement, "Was I right?"

Su Wuli was stunned. Didn't you say you weren't going to tell her?

I looked up at him and realized that he wasn't saying those things.

But...

Her face flushed again, and she buried her face in his chest.

"That's not right?" Yu Chen asked.

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli met his dark eyes, her hands still resting on his neck.

Sensing the danger hidden in those eyes, she instinctively tried to pull her hand back.

However, as soon as she made a move, the man grabbed her waist and flipped her over, pinning her to the sofa.

"Um..." Su Wuli's eyes widened, her voice soft, "...That wasn't it just now..."

It was clearly just now...

Why again...