Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

Such a candid confession is hard not to move people.

Lin Yi had never explained to her in such detail why he chose her, nor had he mentioned his family situation.

She had always thought Lin Yi was outgoing, sunny, and cheerful, but she never expected that he was so sensitive to emotional needs due to the influence of his parents since childhood. Jiang Yu felt her heart clench.

In contrast, Lin Yi calmed down after speaking his deepest thoughts.

"I always wanted to pressure you, to force you to choose me. After I found out that you preferred Fan Qingyin, I wanted to force you to look at me more, just in case you had another partner and completely abandoned me."

"But it seems to be pushing you further and further away."

"I think I understand now what it means to not fight is to fight. No wonder Fan Qingyin looks down on me and calls me a warrior."

Lin Yi smiled, a smile tinged with self-loathing and bitterness. This was also his first time loving someone, but compared to his talent in martial arts and leading troops, he might really be inferior to others.

“Fan Qingyin is very good; he is a better match for you. He also understands your thoughts and what you want better.”

"You chose me, so I should be content. I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, my greed has caused you pain. Please don't despise me, okay?"

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he took Jiang Yu's hand and gently kissed it with his lips. Then, feeling that it wasn't enough, he got up from the sofa, knelt on one knee, held Jiang Yu's hand, and kissed it reverently.

Lin Yi reflected on himself, but at the same time he deeply understood that Jiang Yu was soft-hearted. His thorough self-analysis would only make Jiang Yu feel pity for him, coupled with his show of weakness and compromise...

He must seize this opportunity to make Jiang Yu completely accept him.

So he sat down naturally, resting his head on Jiang Yu's lap, giving her no chance to speak or react, and said almost coquettishly:

"Touch me~"

Jiang Yu was caught off guard by Lin Yi's set of military-style boxing and had no way to defend herself. Instinctively, she placed her hand on the top of the other's fluffy hair and gently rubbed it.

Hmm, it feels so good. Like a big dog.

So she continued to stroke Lin Yi's hair, and ended up comfortably closing her eyes. The atmosphere between the two of them was unusually quiet.

Lin Yi's gaze, however, was not as gentle as his attitude; instead, it gleamed with a sharp light, indicating his determination to win.

"She's all sweet talk, but not hard talk..." Lin Yi thought to himself. He had been anxious, unsure if Jiang Yu had any feelings for him, but now it seemed it wasn't just pity and soft-heartedness; she did have some affection for him. That was enough.

But soon another big surprise came his way. He heard Jiang Yu ring a bell, signaling a servant to fetch his bedclothes, and then bring up hot milk and snacks.

He looked up in disbelief and met Jiang Yu's smiling, sweet gaze.

"Sleep here tonight, and tell me more about what happened while you were away. I heard General Lin Yi is quite the impressive fellow!"

So Lin Yi finally lay down on his wife's bed, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance, and embraced his warm and soft lover.

This was the scene he had always dreamed of. He desperately suppressed his desires, suppressed the surging, clamoring instincts in his blood. He knew that good things take time, and that things would fall into place naturally.

So he told Jiang Yu about the magnificent scenery he saw from the back of the griffin and the interesting local customs and culture of the area.

Jiang Yu initially responded and asked questions with great interest, but her voice gradually weakened. Lin Yi slowly stopped talking and looked down, only to find that his wife had fallen asleep at some point, with a warm smile on her lips.

Her hands were still tightly wrapped around his body.

He shifted his body slightly, changing their positions. He wrapped his legs around Jiang Yu's legs, wrapped his arms around her, and brought her head close to his heart, completely enveloping her in his embrace.

This is a gesture of complete possession, an extremely intimate gesture.

Unlike Fan Qingyin, who was born with a low body temperature, Lin Yi was like a small furnace. He held Jiang Yu tightly, not letting go even when he was asleep, and soon both of them were sweating.

Jiang Yu subconsciously tried to avoid the source of heat in her sleep, but was tightly restrained, so she woke up uncomfortably and found herself being held tightly in her arms.

The man was clearly hotter than she was; his hair was soaked with sweat, and beads of perspiration glistened on his nose. Jiang Yu was utterly exasperated. Why wouldn't he let go? What an idiot.

It took a lot of effort to carefully escape from the other person's embrace. Jiang Yu picked up the crystal glass on the bedside table and took a big gulp of cool water. This light-tasting liquid was made from juice squeezed from a fruit with a wine-like flavor. It had little alcohol content but had a calming effect.

Many nobles would keep this by their bedside year-round.

I took a big gulp of Jiang Yu's drink and felt a little cooler, but it still wasn't enough, so I went to the window and opened it wider. Through the gauze curtain, I could feel the cool breeze blowing on me, which made me feel refreshed and much more comfortable.

A robe was then draped over his shoulders, and Lin Yi had woken up at some point.

"Be careful not to catch a cold." Lin Yi gently turned down Jiang Yu's collar and couldn't help but pull her into his arms from behind.

He rested his head on his wife's shoulder and sighed, "How wonderful it is. I wish I could hold you like this every day, you're there before I fall asleep, and you're there when I wake up."

Warm breath sprayed on Jiang Yu's ear, making her feel a little ticklish. She unconsciously turned her head and rubbed against him. The two of them were head to head, very intimate.

Lin Yi's blond hair was curly and even more voluminous after a nap, making him look like a lazy, elegant cat. Jiang Yu couldn't resist running her fingers through his fluffy hair and gently scratching it.

Lin Yi squinted his eyes in pleasure at her subconscious action.

"You just woke up, is your mouth dry? Would you like some water?" Jiang Yu asked.

“I don’t like that kind of water, it’s too bland.” Lin Yi turned his head and kissed Jiang Yu on the cheek, then led her to sit on the bed. He then went to the table and poured himself a glass of Burcher wine.

Bourche is somewhat similar to the tequila that Jiang Yu had drunk. The plant sugars combined with the rich aroma of caramel give it a cool and bitter taste, and it leaves a burning sensation in the throat when swallowed.

It's a strong liquor that Lin Yi has always liked.

It was served in a long-necked bottle carved with an exquisite seashell, its caramel-colored sheen enticing. For Jiang Yu, it was a bit too strong; she usually diluted it with fruit juice.

"Aren't you afraid of getting a stomach upset from drinking strong liquor in the middle of the night?" Jiang Yu asked, somewhat disapprovingly.

"Strong liquor is my nectar." Lin Yi made a toasting gesture. "And you are my dream."

"To the sweet moonlight tonight."

"To you, my wife, my love."