Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

The splashing water completely soaked Xie Qingyu's body, and in the panicked moment of falling, she reached out and grabbed Shen Wang's strong arm.

The lines under his hands are warm and solid.

Xie Qingyu wiped the water off her face with one hand, and instead of immediately answering Shen Wang's question, she squeezed the good-looking muscles under her hand.

Both of their gazes turned to Xie Qingyu's hands, her slender white fingers pinching the muscles of her arm. For some reason, the sight made their mouths water and they couldn't help but swallow.

Xie Qingyu withdrew her gaze and shifted it to Shen Wang's face. "I don't think this is throwing myself into his arms."

Then, under Shen Wang's gaze, she let go of his hand, slowly tiptoed, and moved her hands up Shen Wang's arm until both hands were behind Shen Wang's neck. Xie Qingyu's tiptoes reached their highest point, and her hands slowly wrapped around his neck.

Because of this movement, Xie Qingyu's body was forced forward, and she leaned against Shen Wang's chest.

The two people were so close that they could hear the other person's heart pounding like a drum.

“That’s what you call throwing yourself into someone’s arms,” Xie Qingyu said with a light laugh, her words falling into Prince Shen’s ears.

"You know, whether you've heard or not, the 'gentleman' aspect has never been part of my good reputation." Prince Shen's hand around Xie Qingyu's waist slowly tightened, forcing her to lean on him to stand.

“I have no resistance to someone throwing themselves at me like this.” Prince Shen stared straight at Xie Qingyu, his eyes filled with unreadable emotions, as if giving her a chance to struggle.

"Has Your Highness made up your mind?" Xie Qingyu's gaze did not waver at all.

She had already said what she wanted.

She was never the one I needed to consider.

Shen Wang's gaze shifted to her lips, it was unclear whether he was weighing the pros and cons or thinking about something else.

Xie Qingyu looked at his expression, lowered her tiptoes, and looked down to meet Prince Shen's gaze. There seemed to be mockery and provocation in her eyes.

The next moment, she was lifted up by the waist, her lips were captured, as if a long-suppressed desire was surging, or as if a vicious beast had finally caught its restless prey.

Lips and tongue sweep across the surface, venting the pressure of finally compromising, yet there is nothing one can do but accept it.

It's your own fault.

King Shen could only express his emotions in this way, talking about weighing the pros and cons and the right timing.

Schemes and calculations are now forgotten.

That's the only thought on his mind right now.

Kiss her.

Xie Qingyu seemed to have not expected his sudden action. Panting, her body gradually slumped down, and she could only rely on the large hands on Shen Wang's body and waist to stabilize herself.

After the kiss, Xie Qingyu could no longer support her standing on tiptoe and collapsed onto Prince Shen, panting and unable to calm down for a long time.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Prince Shen smiled with relief and turned his head to kiss Xie Qingyu's hair. "It won't be long."

Xie Qingyu looked up upon hearing this, but Shen Wang's gaze did not waver.

This is his promise.

The two knew it well.

"I hope so," Xie Qingyu said with a hint of sarcasm. "Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist other people throwing themselves at you."

Upon hearing this, Prince Shen laughed, the vibration of his chest so strong that Xie Qingyu in front of him could feel it. "I can't refuse your kind of advances, the key is 'you,' not 'advice.'"

Xie Qingyu seemed to have thought of something, and said thoughtfully, "That's true, I'm afraid we'd rather be willing than able to."

Xie Qingyu's gaze did not fall downwards, but her eyes clearly carried a certain meaning, reminding Prince Shen of what she had said that night.

I never imagined that my deliberate avoidance would lead her to have this thought at this moment.

"Want to verify it?" King Shen's gaze hardened with aggression and ill intent.

"How do we test it..." Sensing Shen Wang's actions, Xie Qingyu stopped speaking before she could finish.

Xie Qingyu, who was standing in the hot spring, only managed to avoid slipping down thanks to Shen Wang's support.

Under these circumstances, Xie Qingyu did not sense the presence of a certain place, so she inevitably thought of the things she had pondered last time.

However, now King Shen is no longer consciously controlling his retreat from the waist down, but is instead moving forward to make contact.

That intense presence made Xie Qingyu realize how unnecessary her suspicions were.

As expected, the male lead is capable of anything.

She pushed her hands forward against King Shen's chest, attempting to pull back.

But the large hand on her waist held her firmly, preventing her from retreating even an inch. "Do we need to continue the verification?" Prince Shen asked with a smile, looking at her flustered face.

"No need!" Xie Qingyu replied quickly, "I won't disturb your hot spring bath, I'll go elsewhere..."

“Since you’re already down here, let’s go together.” Prince Shen didn’t let go, and slowly changed his words, “Your clothes are already wet, and you only have one set to change into. It’s not good for you to go out like this.”

King Shen's words make some sense, but not much.

However, Xie Qingyu stayed.

Her gaze was drawn to something else.

Feeling the unevenness of the skin beneath her hands, Xie Qingyu's gaze finally fell upon the bare upper body of Prince Shen, and she observed it carefully.

Only by looking at it this way can you see that this person has actually fought on the battlefield.

Some were left with only a white mark, while others were raised scars, round arrow wounds, or long knife wounds.

These scars aren't unsightly; in fact, they add a unique charm to such a powerful body.

However, some of them can make people feel the pain of being injured.

The most obvious one is the scar that runs from the left shoulder down to the lower abdomen, almost spanning the entire front half of the body. At the most hideous part of the scar, you can even see the flesh that was torn out at that time.

Xie Qingyu gently touched it, as if afraid of increasing the pain, even though the wound had already healed.

"Does it hurt?" Xie Qingyu asked, but of course, she wasn't asking about the present moment.

"I forgot." Looking at the look in her eyes, the Prince Shen's expression softened involuntarily, as if a soft part of his body had collapsed and been filled, a feeling of soreness and swelling.

Xie Qingyu didn't refute it, understanding why no one had suspected him for so long while he had been faking illness.

With such a fatal wound, it's a miracle he's even breathing, let alone managing to survive.

This is what he did on the battlefield, risking his life for the stability of this country and for the people on the border.

Even so, all his mother did was to arrange for him to become a princess consort, a concubine's daughter with no family support, and his father made him a target in the public eye again.

"If I had known it would make you so heartbroken, I should have let you see it sooner," Prince Shen joked with a smile, as if trying to lessen the heaviness of the moment.

Xie Qingyu didn't answer, but simply touched the most hideous scar and gently placed a kiss on it.

It was just a light touch, and they parted immediately.

But King Shen seemed to be frozen in place, his whole body stunned, and a strong possessiveness quickly welled up in his eyes.

“You really are…” King Shen sighed helplessly.

Xie Qingyu's chin was lifted, and her lips were kissed again. Although the action was fierce, the kiss was extremely gentle, as if she were treating a rare treasure, and she could not let go.