Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

When the last ray of sunset glow faded from the sky, the fishing rod suddenly sank, and a fat carp took the bait.

A graceful "arc" spreads out in the lake, making its final struggle in circles.

Ji Zhiya quickly pulled up the fishing rod and brought the fish to the surface of the water under Jiaoren's excited expression.

In the dim light, the fish struggled mightily. Ruan Chuyin excitedly measured its length, estimating it to be no less than five pounds. The fish in Mingri Lake were much fatter than those brought into Mingyue Tower. She said excitedly, "This one's big enough for the two of us. I'll grill it later."

"Okay." Ji Zhiya put away his fishing rod, put his arm around her slender waist and flew into the depths of the jungle.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of earth. Rows of towering trees stood tall and lush, their huge crowns blocking out the sun, so close together that not even a single star could be seen.

The two built a bonfire by a stream.

"There are actually crabs here!" Ruan Chuyin rubbed her eyes, her eyes widening in surprise. These stream crabs looked to weigh at least three taels, larger than ordinary river crabs.

Ji Zhiya knowingly caught five of them and roasted them on the fire, then cleaned the carp and handed them over.

"Are there any wild ginger and chives nearby? Goldenrod or perilla leaves would also be fine." Ruan Chuyin asked.

Half a cup of tea later, the ingredients were neatly placed on a large stone with a very smooth surface.

Ruan Chuyin picked them out one by one according to the appropriate proportions, asked Ji Zhiya to make them into a paste and spread it evenly on the carp, and then put it on the fire to roast.

Soon, a "golden carp" with a charred aroma was roasted.

Ji Zhiya took out a shiny dagger and cut it into four pieces.

The crab meat is sweet, the fish meat is rich and mellow, and the unique aroma of nature lingers on the tip of your tongue. Every bite brings incomparable joy to your taste buds.

Ji Zhiya often spent the night in the mountains and had eaten countless grilled fish, but none of them tasted as good as the one in his hand today.

The same ingredients and the same seasonings can be transformed into something magical in Ruan Chuyin's hands, and her skill is so amazing that he is amazed.

The beauty ate with great satisfaction, and her tender lips were covered with a layer of crystal clear fat, which looked bright, beautiful and charming under the reflection of the campfire.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too intense that Jiao Ren noticed it, and the infinite charm released when he fixed his eyes on her made his heart sink.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?" Ruan Chuyin took the last bite of the food in her hand and put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them.

The playful tip of her tongue brushed across her lips, revealing a hint of pink.

Ji Zhiya's heartbeat was losing its rhythm.

"There's still a little here." He suddenly picked up the sucked finger and put it in his mouth.

The warm and moist touch startled Ruan Chuyin so much that she instantly retracted her fingers.

"Don't... do this."

The fiery eyes and suggestive actions made her almost lose her mind due to shyness.

"Here... there's a little bit too." A voice as intoxicating as pure wine came close to her ears, so soft that it made her bones go soft in an instant.

The next second, the warm and moist touch had spread to the corners of the lips, licking away the burnt fragrance that remained there bit by bit.

The person in his arms trembled and shrank back, and the big hand covering her back blocked all her escape routes.

Suddenly, a jade finger reached out from the middle during the breathing interval and touched the two thin lips, slightly separating the intimate distance between them.

"Itchy." A coquettish voice sounded, and her evasive eyes fell on Ji Zhiya, but in his eyes, she was as charming as rain and clouds, and as gentle as spring.

"It's itchy now? What should I do next?"

Ruan Chuyin's body stiffened, and she looked up in disbelief, her eyes meeting a pair of misty ones.

As the breath approached, the little deer in his arms began to feel dizzy again.

The jade fingers were kissed inch by inch. When he met those starry eyes again, the mist in them had turned into a vast sea of ​​​​shimmering waves.

While the girl's eyes were blurred, his soft thin lips kissed her eyebrows, eyes, and nose all the way, and finally covered her red lips, exploring deeply.

The passion between the two of them gradually spread. When the passion reached its peak, his hot palms fell on her waist and gently twisted the delicate red silk ribbon.

Her delicate body, as white as cream, lay trembling in the firelight, her beauty so stunning she could captivate fish and geese alike, and she bit her lower lip shyly. Her ten fingers darted freely through her flowing grey hair, and in a panic she plucked out another strand.

The slightly painful touch made Ji Zhiya stop his movements. He raised his eyes and said with a half smile: "Madam is a little naughty." As soon as he finished speaking, his big hand slowly moved down to tease.

The person under her was sweating profusely, and every breath was like the tide hitting the shore, draining her of all strength.

"Ji...Zhi...Ya."

"My husband is here."

"Has... anyone... told you... that you're... a bastard?" Ruan Chuyin forced herself to speak clearly, word by word.

The heated atmosphere froze for a moment. Ji Zhiya lowered his eyes and looked at her, his emotions unfathomable.

His fingertips gently jumped onto her red lips again, and he slowly pressed them down with a "hush" sound.

“It didn’t exist before, but it exists now.”

The unruly tone made her shyly turn her head away. The narrow, starry eyes slightly tilted up, kindly adjusting the angle for her.

The bright moon in the sky broke through the clouds, and the bright moon in the palm of my hand was so delicate that it penetrated into my bones.

Under the cover of night, every time he indulged himself, the person underneath him would panic and struggle to break free.

The big hand around the waist keeps locking people tightly with its hottest temperature.

The night is still long. All colors are empty, so what's the harm in breaking them again and again?

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the treetops onto the beauty's face, Ruan Chuyin knew that she was not far from death.

He stood up and stared speechlessly at the "culprit" who was grilling fish nearby, wishing he could pick up two crabs and smash them at him.

I thought Ji Zhiya was the most innocent among the husbands, but it turned out that he was the best at flirting.

Recalling the madness of last night, two red clouds suddenly flew up in Fu's face.

"Will I accompany you to get the fire lotus seeds later?" Ji Zhiya turned around and asked in a gentle voice.

"It's about 3 p.m. There's a literary competition going on at the eight major academies today, and I promised my friend that I would go to support them. We'll meet at the ferry then." Ruan Chuyin calculated the time quickly in her mind, figuring that this time would be neither too early nor too late.

"What friends? Can I go?" Ji Zhiya suddenly became interested and wanted to go and take a look together.

"Let's not... stop." Ruan Chuyin's heart sank again. She hadn't come home all night, so she had to go back to the restaurant first.

"Then who will accompany you to the literary competition?" Ji Zhiya's eyes suddenly became half-smiley, as if he had to wait for her to tell him a name before he would give up.

"My friend, a girl." Ruan Chuyin immediately brought out the three golden flowers. She felt that she really should ask the three of them to go together to ensure peace.

"Okay. I'll take you back to the restaurant first."

"No need, just send it to the ferry. Chen Chen is waiting there."

Ji Zhiya was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized who she was talking about. He stopped worrying about it and sent the person back after finishing eating the grilled fish.

Chen Chen waited at the ferry all night, and the news had already been passed back to the prince's residence.

Jiang Wenzhou's gentle eyes looked deeply and quietly at the rose in his hand, and he smiled as he pierced his fingertip into a sharp thorn.

The drop of blood that flowed from his tiger's mouth was even more red than the delicate flower in his hand.