Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Lin Xi ignored him, loosened her teeth, and gently sucked on the reddened skin in a soothing manner...

At the same time, her hands were not idle. She loosened her grip on the fabric of his chest, fumbled for the buttons on his shirt collar, and was about to unbutton them.

Realizing her intention, Shen Jingyuan's mind went blank for a moment, and his remaining rationality returned instantly.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. He looked up at her, his eyes reddening with excitement and restraint. His breathing was rapid, and his voice was unsteady. "What...what are you going to do? No..."

Lin Xi's wrist was gripped by him, hindering her movements. She raised her head in dissatisfaction and glared at him fiercely.

Those eyes, still moist, now shone brightly, filled with a chilling stubbornness. "What? I'm going to punish you! Punish you for keeping this from me for so long! Punish you for almost abandoning me!"

As she spoke, her other hand suddenly...

"Well!"

Shen Jingyuan trembled violently...like a fish about to die of thirst...

He groaned, his face instantly turning bright red, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. After several seconds, he finally grabbed her mischievous hand again, his voice hoarse and almost pleading.

"Xixi...stop it...not now, at least...at least wait until tonight..."

"I want it now!" Lin Xi struggled to break free of his grip, but couldn't. She became even angrier and used her other hand to tug at the loose collar of his shirt. "Shen Jingyuan, let go!"

"It really won't work..." Shen Jingyuan was flustered and confused. Although his injuries had mostly healed, he dared not exert any force, fearing that he might hurt her in his emotional state. He could only awkwardly block Lin Xi's hands, his breathing disordered. "Weren't we talking about serious matters? This... this is too ridiculous..."

"I'm being unreasonable?" Lin Xi paused, her eyes reddening again. She stared intently into his eyes and said, word by word, "I'm going to be unreasonable today, Shen Jingyuan. If you dare to stop me again, I'll pack my things and go back to Jinling right now, and I'll never come back for the rest of my life! I mean what I say!"

These words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly calming Shen Jingyuan down. Looking at Lin Xi's resolute eyes, he realized that she was not joking. A sense of panic rose in his heart, and he loosened his grip on Lin Xi's hand a little, but hesitated to let go completely.

Lin Xi stopped talking, but gritted her teeth and stared straight into Shen Jingyuan's eyes, silently confronting him.

After a moment, Shen Jingyuan finally gave in, dejectedly releasing his grip on her wrist. He took a deep breath, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times before he finally murmured in a hoarse voice, "Okay..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed ashamed to face what was about to happen. He raised one arm to cover his burning eyes and, in a self-destructive manner, squeezed out a trembling breath from his clenched teeth.

"At least... draw the curtains..."

This is practically tantamount to tacit approval.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xi loosened her teeth and let out a soft hum, like a victorious general, "That's more like it—"

As she spoke, she nimbly rolled off the bed, walked a few steps to the window, and with a "whoosh," completely pulled the heavy curtains shut before slowly turning around.

The room suddenly dimmed, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains, barely outlining the blurry contours of the furniture and the stiff figure on the bed.

The light was dim, but sufficient to see clearly.

Lin Xi kicked off her shoes, kicked off her skirt that was in the way, climbed back onto the bed, and looked down at him.

Shen Jingyuan's arm still covered his eyes; only his tightly pursed lips and violently heaving chest betrayed the turbulent emotions within him.

She could feel every muscle in the body beneath her taut like a stone, and she could also feel his undisguised...

She reached out, her fingertips trembling slightly, but without hesitation, she unbuttoned the remaining buttons on his shirt, one by one.

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I don't know how much time passed, until the last few rays of sunlight stubbornly pierced through the gaps in the curtains outside the window were gradually swallowed by the twilight, and the room was completely enveloped in a dim, ambiguous light and shadow, and the blush-inducing noise slowly subsided.

After a hasty clean-up, Lin Xi collapsed onto Shen Jingyuan's sweaty chest, feeling utterly exhausted. Her whole body ached as if it had been disassembled and reassembled, especially her legs, which were so numb and weak that she didn't even have the strength to move her toes.

A thin layer of sweat covered her body, sticking to her skin and mingling with Shen Jingyuan's sweat. It was a little itchy, but not uncomfortable.

A languid and ambiguous atmosphere permeated the air.

A large, slightly dark-skinned hand slowly stroked her bare, sweaty back.

"Are you alright?" Shen Jingyuan's voice rang out above her head, hoarse and filled with lingering desire.

Lin Xi rubbed against his chest and gave a heavy "hmm," completely losing her previous aggressive demeanor. After a few seconds, she added in a muffled voice, "...My legs are sore."

Shen Jingyuan paused, his hand stroking her back. A fleeting warmth crossed his face, and he raised his other hand to wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

He lowered his head, his dry lips gently touching her sweaty forehead, his voice exceptionally soft, "It's my fault."

"It was your fault to begin with..." Lin Xi persisted, rubbing her cheek against his sweaty chest, mumbling indistinctly, "I'm exhausted... I'm never going to be on top again, my legs feel like they don't belong to me anymore..."

"Cough..." Shen Jingyuan choked on her blunt complaint, cleared his throat, and wanted to remind her, "It wasn't you who insisted on being on top just now..."

But when he saw how tired she was, barely able to lift her eyelids, he swallowed the words back, leaving only a heart full of tenderness.

He pulled his arm back slightly, gently brushing aside a strand of damp hair clinging to her neck with his fingertips, his tone tinged with a cautious probing, "So... are you still angry?"

Lin Xi remained still in his arms for a few seconds before reluctantly shaking her head, "...I'm not so angry anymore."

Her voice was still muffled, but it had lost its previous sharpness and had a hint of satisfaction after being stroked. She didn't forget to lecture Shen Jingyuan, saying, "But you must remember this lesson. You are not allowed to hide anything from me in the future, whether it's good or bad... it's not allowed."

"Okay." Shen Jingyuan answered without the slightest hesitation, tightened his arms, rubbed his chin against the top of her head, and said solemnly, "I will never hide it from you again."

"If you dare to hide anything from me again..." Lin Xi raised her head and tried to glare at him in the dim light, but her eyes were not intimidating. Instead, they looked wet and made people's hearts soften. "If you dare to hide anything from me again... I really won't want you anymore."

Shen Jingyuan's heart tightened. He quickly raised his hand, cupped her face, and gently stroked her slightly swollen eyelids and wet cheeks with his fingertips, repeating solemnly, "It won't happen again. Xixi, it will never happen again."

"That's more like it." Lin Xi seemed satisfied and finally decided to let it go. She lazily raised her head, yawned, and lay back on Shen Jingyuan, finding a more comfortable position before slowly closing her eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, feeling Lin Xi's even and shallow breathing against his chest, Shen Jingyuan finally relaxed completely, his emotions that had been tense all afternoon.

He shifted slightly, carefully adjusting his position to make her more comfortable. He then pulled over the thin blanket that had slipped down and gently covered her sweaty back. After doing all this, he lay back down and pulled her into his arms.

In the darkness, Shen Jingyuan stared unfocused at the ceiling, his eyes wide open. The spot on his chest where she was resting felt heavy, yet it brought him a sense of satisfaction and peace he had never known before.

The hardships of childhood, the anxieties of entering the Lin Mansion, the life-or-death struggles on the battlefield... all seemed to be quietly soothed at this moment by the steady breathing and warm body temperature of the person in his arms.

The future may still hold storms, but at least for now, they have each other completely.

This is enough.

Outside the window, dusk was falling, and the last glimmer of light had disappeared. Inside the room, all was quiet, with only the steady breathing of the two people and the long, steady heartbeat beneath their chests.