In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Li Zimo chuckled softly, then suddenly leaned forward, and his slender fingers pinched the shaky lace on behalf of Lin Shuying:

"Why is Miss Moyun so nervous? Miss Shuying is just drunk..."

His voice was hoarse, and his fingertips brushed against her collarbone.

"But you, your heartbeat is so fast..."

Shen Moyun's breathing stagnated.

Reason told her to push the scoundrel away immediately, but the alcohol mixed with the crisp pine scent on his body made her feel weak all over.

What's worse is that Lin Shuying seemed to be disturbed by the noise of the two people. She frowned, turned over, and actually lay directly on her legs, rubbing her cheek lazily.

"Hmm... so warm..."

Li Zimo also took the opportunity to grab Shen Moyun's wrist, put his arm around her slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Shen Moyun was caught off guard and fell on his lap, while Lin Shuying was still hugging her waist unconsciously and was also dragged over.

"Sir!"

Shen Moyun was shocked and embarrassed. As she struggled, her hairpin slipped off, and her black hair cascaded down her shoulders.

“This is outrageous…”

"Property?" Li Zimo laughed softly and sucked her earlobe.

"Just now at the banquet, when Miss Mo Yun peeked at me...why didn't you think about your manners?"

Shen Moyun trembled all over.

She had indeed peeked at him—when he wiped the wine stains from Fu Sixuan's lips, when he listened to Su Xiaoyue's words with a smile...

But such a secret thought was exposed in front of her, and she was so embarrassed that she almost cried: "I didn't..."

"Shh." Li Zimo's lips moved along the side of her neck, "Your sister-in-law is listening..."

As if to confirm his words, Lin Shuying suddenly raised her flushed face and looked at Shen Moyun with drunken eyes.

: "Sister Yun... aren't you going to rest yet..."

As he said that, he reached out to unbutton her collar, "I'll help you..."

"Shuying! Don't—"

Shen Moyun's exclamation was suppressed by Li Zimo's lips.

The candlelight crackled and emitted sparks, illuminating the figures hugging each other in the gauze curtain.

Lin Shuying was still unconsciously nestled in Shen Moyun's arms, but her fingertips had already opened the first button of her dress...

Shen Moyun's fingertips tightly grasped the collar of his clothes, but Li Zimo's lips and tongue were too hot, and Lin Shuying's touch was too innocent.

Under the double attack, she was finally defeated.

"Um... Master..." Her resistance turned into a whimper, and Li Zimo took the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

The hand that had originally been pushing him away had climbed onto his shoulder without him noticing, its fingertips sinking deeply into his brocade clothes.

Lin Shuying was drunken and blurry, and she only felt her sister-in-law trembling. She thought she was not feeling well, and she stood up in a daze:

"Sister Yun...are you sick..."

She raised her head and happened to see Li Zimo holding the back of Shen Moyun's neck and kissing her deeply. Sister Yun had tears in the corners of her eyes, her lips were rosy, and her clothes were already disheveled.

“…Huh?”

Lin Shuying was stunned.

The drunkenness suddenly dissipated, and she covered her mouth suddenly, but because of the big movement, she rolled off the couch and fell on the footrest with a "thump".

"Shuying!" Shen Moyun woke up as if from a dream, and pushed Li Zimo away in panic, but was pulled back into his arms by his wrist.

Li Zimo chuckled and brushed his fingertips across the corners of her wet lips: "Isn't it too late to hide now?"

After saying that, he bit Lin Shuying's collarbone again in front of her.

Lin Shuying sat on the ground, her eyes wide open, even the tips of her ears were red: "You, you guys..."

She pointed at the two of them in confusion, and suddenly realized that her hand was still holding Sister Yun's belt. She was so scared that she quickly let go.

"I didn't mean to! I, I just..."

Shen Mojun was so ashamed and angry that he struggled to pull Lin Shuying away, but Li Zimo picked him up by the waist and placed him directly on the quilt.

"Since Miss Shuying has seen it..."

He chuckled softly in Shen Moyun's ear, but Lin Shuying could hear it clearly.

"Why don't we teach her together?"

Lin Shuying screamed "Ah!" and tried to escape out the door, but was pulled back to the couch by a spiritual power.

The gauze curtain suddenly fell, covering up the spring scenery in the room.

Shen Moyun was pressed down on the brocade quilt by Li Zimo, her snow-white skin was covered with sweat, and her black hair was scattered all over the pillow.

Her eyes were filled with tears and her fingertips were tightly clutching the quilt, but she still couldn't help sobbing.

"Wu... Sir... please have mercy..."

Lin Shuying was trapped inside the bed by spiritual power. She opened her eyes hazily and saw Shen Moyun lying under the quilt.

Her hair was disheveled and her silk dress was half-undone, revealing an apricot-colored bellyband embroidered with twin lotus flowers.

She was so embarrassed that her whole body was burning. She wanted to close her eyes, but she found that she couldn't even close her eyelashes.

Li Zimo actually used his spiritual power to keep her eyes open, forcing her to see the entire absurd affair.

"Shuying... don't look..."

Shen Moyun noticed the gaze of her sister-in-law and curled up her toes in shame, but her body betrayed her reason and became increasingly soft.

Li Zimo chuckled, and with a flick of his finger, he pulled Lin Shuying into the air and made her sit next to Shen Moyun.

"Watch carefully."

He leaned over and whispered in Shen Moyun's ear, but Lin Shuying could hear it clearly.

"Soon...it will be your turn."

Shen Mojun trembled when he heard the voice and tried to get up in a hurry, but Li Zimo pressed his shoulders and made him lie back down.

Lin Shuying then realized that her belt had become loose. When she hurriedly tried to cover her clothes, she knocked over the gilded incense burner on the bedside.

In the curling green smoke, she saw Li Zimo leaning over and biting Shen Moyun's earlobe, and the always dignified and self-possessed sister Yun actually tilted her snow-white neck and whimpered like a little animal.

Outside the window, the last ray of sunlight was swallowed up by dark clouds.

......

After Shen Moyun fell asleep exhausted, Li Zimo turned his target to Lin Shuying.

The girl was already so frightened that her eyes were blurred with tears, but when the man's slender fingers touched her waist, she found that her whole body went limp and she didn't even have the strength to resist.

“No…don’t…”

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, but when Li Zimo kissed her neck, her body trembled involuntarily.

“I, I haven’t…”

“Shh.”

Li Zimo held her earlobe in his mouth.

"It's the same with Mo Yun. Wasn't he feeling quite comfortable just now?"

Lin Shuying was so ashamed that she felt embarrassed.

She bit her lips and dared not make a sound, but under Li Zimo's deliberate teasing, she finally let out a series of sweet moans.

Soon after, even more melodious singing began to echo in the room...

Lin Shuying was not released until the moon rose above the willows.

She lay limply on the quilt, her hair scattered randomly, and she looked lazy as she was sweating profusely.

Beside him, Shen Moyun was still sleeping soundly, with red marks on the side of his neck and some tear marks in the corners of his eyes.

Lin Shuying raised her eyes quietly and met Li Zimo's playful gaze.

"How is it?" He lifted a strand of her hair with his fingertips. "Is it happier than you thought?"

The girl's face flushed immediately, and she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him:

"You, you are shameless!"