SW - 73

The next morning, Tang Yin woke up to find no one beside her.

She squinted and fumbled for a while but couldn’t find her bra, so she simply put on her nightgown, figuring she’d be resting today anyway.

She thought about it, then went to the bathroom for another shower. After she was done, she brushed her teeth in front of the slightly blurry mirror, and then stared at herself after finishing.

Tang Yin lifted the collar of her nightgown and indeed saw the marks, quite noticeable.

She then recalled her conversation with Su Kexi earlier. She knew whether Lu Chi was a wolf, and she also knew what he liked to do.

Her phone vibrated. She picked it up and saw a message from Su Kexi.

Tang Yin wanted to trick Lu Chi into traveling. She had mentioned it to Su Kexi before, and Su Kexi was probably asking if she had succeeded.

It was exactly as she expected.

Su Kexi: Hehehe, little fairy, have you descended to the mortal world yet?

Tang Yin’s fingers moved quickly as she replied: “Your ‘hehe’ looks a bit silly.”

Su Kexi was displeased. She was asking, risking being discovered by Lu Yu, “When are you getting your marriage certificate?”

Tang Tang Tang: Don’t know.

Su Kexi was about to reply when she saw a new message.

Tang Tang Tang: Wait until I steal the household registration book.

Amazing, amazing, truly her Sister Yin, Su Kexi mused. Seeing Lu Yu approaching, she stopped bothering her.

Tang Yin put away her phone and played with her hair.

Her hair, untouched for three years, was now very long, raven black, scattered over her shoulders, forming a stark contrast with her fair skin.

She scratched her head, looking for clothes, but couldn’t find any, so she sat back on the bed, lost in thought.

The sound of the door opening echoed.

Lu Chi tiptoed in, carrying two portions of breakfast. Seeing that she was awake, his face suddenly turned red, and the tips of his ears, barely visible under his hair, almost seemed to burn.

There was also a small tooth mark on his neck, a bite she had left.

Tang Yin remembered that incident from high school a few years ago; the dean of students even made them write a self-criticism for it.

Perhaps she could go see him when she returned this year, though she wondered if he would welcome her.

Tang Yin snapped back to reality, staring at Lu Chi who wasn’t approaching, “What are you shy about?”

He had seen her completely, and yet he was still shy... Although she hadn’t seen everything last night in the dark, and had mostly forgotten anyway.

Lu Chi placed the bags on the table, sat by the bed, and quietly asked, “Are you... still hurting?”

Tang Yin, covered by the quilt, looked at him amusedly, leaning in to say, “You’re a medical student, for crying out loud! What pain? I just feel weak.”

Lu Chi knew that, of course, but he just wanted to ask. He was afraid she was in pain.

Their freshly washed clothes from last night were hanging on a corner of the balcony, swaying gently.

Tang Yin finally remembered she needed to get out of bed and asked, “Where did you throw my bra last night?”

Lu Chi paused, “I don’t know...”

He couldn’t remember that. He circled the bed and finally found it on the sofa, hidden by a cushion.

Tang Yin expressed her distaste.

Outside, the sound of ocean waves was like rhythmic singing, a steady beat.

Seeing Lu Chi sitting by the bed, not looking at her, Tang Yin, still in her nightgown, hooked her arm around his neck, pulled him closer, and kissed him.

Lu Chi groaned almost simultaneously.

He had noticed earlier that Tang Yin was wearing only her nightgown without a bra. The low neckline revealed a glimpse of the scenery, a large expanse of white.

The thought of her not wearing anything underneath made him parched.

Everything from last night resurfaced, and his entire body felt hot. Without Tang Yin needing to tease him further, he began to ache uncomfortably below.

He instinctively wrapped an arm around her waist, while his other hand slid under the rolled-up nightgown, ceaselessly caressing her waist.

Tang Yin’s waist was slender, he had always known, but it was only when he touched it himself that he truly understood the taste of addiction, never enough.

Lu Chi gently bit her earlobe, his voice muffled, “Your waist is so slender, it makes me want to confine you forever...”

Such words made Tang Yin tremble slightly.

She had always been aware of Lu Chi’s possessiveness, but she had never experienced it verbally until today. Such words of love spoken during intimacy were rare.

Tang Yin moaned as he continued to rub against her.

The next moment, she was pressed down onto the bed by Lu Chi.

Through the thin layer of her nightgown, he began kissing her, almost reverently, from her shoulder down, his hot lips leaving imprints.

A moment later, Lu Chi pinned Tang Yin’s hands above her head, pushed her nightgown up, then stripped it off and tossed it aside. The person beneath him was perfectly revealed, her skin as flawless as white jade.

Tang Yin arched her head, kissing Lu Chi, letting him suck and hold her tongue, exploring her mouth as if it were a treasure.

Lu Chi’s lips descended, tracing her ears, neck, down to her waist, then back up again, kissing her wantonly.

His large hand followed the curve of her waist, moving gradually downwards, reaching her most private area.

The touch of his cool fingertips made Tang Yin tremble, and she instinctively recoiled slightly, “...cold.”

Lu Chi kissed her, and one finger slipped inside, quickly swallowed and embraced, impossibly soft, making him sigh in pleasure.

He moved a few times, a slippery sensation spreading, and he slowly moved two fingers in and out.

Tang Yin unconsciously arched her hips upwards, a soft sound escaping her lips, as if tormenting Lu Chi.

The thought that these hands, once so sacred, holding scalpels, were now pleasuring her, made her entire body flush pink.

A silvery string followed his fingers out, dripping onto the sheets.

Lu Chi had long since taken off his clothes. He pushed aside the bothersome quilt and pressed his hardened desire against Tang Yin below, slowly moving inward, enveloped by a soft warmth.

Tang Yin pinched Lu Chi’s arm, blowing into his ear.

It was like courting death.

Lu Chi was rendered motionless for a long while by her tightness, breathing heavily, his chest heaving, pressed against Tang Yin’s chest, their heartbeats a chaotic mix.

He almost blurted out in a panic, “Tang Yin, I...”

Before he could finish, Tang Yin lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist.

After a long while, he finally couldn’t resist, slowly deepening, a burning sensation filling his entire body, the speed gradually increasing, touching and colliding with her.

Tang Yin’s long hair was splayed on the bed, scattered, a few strands across her upper body, appearing exceptionally lewd, making one lose all reason.

Shallow sounds of water mingled with the sounds of impact echoed in their ears.

Tang Yin’s cheeks were flushed, and she couldn’t help but contract her lower abdomen. Lu Chi winced from her biting, sweat trickling down his temples. He frowned, taking her earlobe into his mouth, his voice hoarse: “Let go.”

His hand rubbed her waist, causing her to tremble repeatedly.

Lu Chi kissed her, his tongue pushing past her tightly clenched teeth, gently sucking and licking her mouth, savoring every delight, finally making her relax.

He let out a sigh of relief, sinking his hips, thrusting into her body.

Tang Yin hugged his neck, her legs spread, “You... Lu Chi you...”

Hardly a complete sentence escaped her lips.

She bit her lip, the uncontrollable pleasure surging in waves, spreading to her heart with Lu Chi’s vigorous rhythm, a tingling numbness spreading throughout her body.

Lu Chi’s hand lingered on her chest, her restrained moans in his ear, her body like water, melting beneath him.

Her consciousness was hazy, Tang Yin vaguely heard him say: “Don’t leave me...”

She couldn’t tell if it was compulsion or something else, making her confused.

Tang Yin opened her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, glistening with tears. Lu Chi’s kisses rained down, dense and meticulous, carrying an unparalleled tenderness.

Before she could speak, the thrusts beneath her turned her words into gasps, intertwining with Lu Chi’s breathing.

Tang Yin’s slender fingers intertwined in his hair, her feet curled, completely lost in everything he gave her.

The crashing of the waves and the sounds of their bodies colliding seemed to merge into one.

Enchanting and protracted.

After a long time, silence returned to the room.

Their bodies pressed together, Tang Yin suddenly sighed, “From now on, the emperor won’t attend morning court, Lu Chi, you’ve fallen.”

Lu Chi: “...”

Tang Yin suddenly rubbed against him.

Lu Chi froze, his voice a controlled hoarseness, “...Don’t move.”

Tang Yin didn’t move anymore. Lu Chi’s hand rubbed her waist, careful not to make too much noise, afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

After a while, Tang Yin spoke again, “Lu Chi, you didn’t use a condom.”

Lu Chi was a little flustered: “...I didn’t think...”

Tang Yin chuckled, but then felt a sticky sensation below, which made her stiffen, her delicate brows slightly furrowed: “I need to take a shower.”

She had just showered, and now she had to shower again, how terrible.

After showering, she checked her phone and it was already past ten.

Lu Chi sat at the foot of the bed, shirtless, his hair messy. His lean body made Tang Yin’s eyes light up, and she reached out to touch him.

Indeed, looking wasn’t as good as touching. She knew that Lu Chi’s abstinence was fake; he was more lustful than anyone inside, unable to control himself early in the morning.

When she came out of the shower, Tang Yin stared at him with burning eyes.

Lu Chi’s ear tips were slightly red, and he changed the subject: “I bought congee.”

Tang Yin followed along, “Then feed me.”

“Okay,” Lu Chi didn’t refuse.

They had wasted too much time, and the congee had already cooled down, but luckily the bowl had insulation and was still warm.

The congee bowls outside were small, and there wasn’t much in them, so feeding her took less than ten minutes.

After eating, Lu Chi obediently washed the bedsheets. Seeing the marks on them, both their faces flushed.

In the afternoon, it suddenly rained outside.

The sound of rain hitting the balcony glass, pattering, disrupted their plans to go out, forcing them to stay in the room.

Tang Yin stared at the sea, captivated.

She had stolen Lu Chi’s shirt and was wearing it; it was so big it could be a dress. She also posted a photo of it to Su Kexi.

Lu Chi was tidying up things in the room, very domestic.

Mist hung in the air, the color of the ocean became her background, making her skin appear even fairer, her dark hair falling beside her face, exceptionally beautiful.

Seeing what she was wearing, Lu Chi’s eyes darkened slightly, and he suppressed his thoughts.

He walked and stood beside her, and she leaned in to kiss him.

They nestled in the lounge chairs on the balcony, watching the scenery. Tang Yin suddenly asked, “What did you say to me before, when we were in bed?”

Lu Chi paused, turning his face away without speaking.

Tang Yin smiled, not pressing the issue, though she was curious. She turned her head and asked, “When are we going to steal the household registration book?”

Lu Chi opened his mouth, her train of thought was so scattered that it took him a while to catch up.