How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Yue possibly be a playboy?

After a while, her breathing gradually became steady.

Listening to the gentle rhythm, Sheng Ning also felt a little sleepy. Perhaps it was because she felt safe by her side, but gradually, her consciousness became hazy and she fell asleep without realizing it.

However, I didn't sleep very soundly because the person in my arms kept moving around.

Her hand was rubbing against her chest, as if it was too hot or she had accidentally brushed against that spot... She was also muttering something under her breath.

Sheng Ning's eyes darkened, and he leaned closer to her mouth to finally hear clearly.

"hot……"

Sheng Ning didn't let go, but poured her a cup of jade dew, "Drink some water."

The girl gave a soft "hmm" and reached out to take it.

However, instead of the cold cup, she touched a warm and firm arm, and the moment she did, she quickly let go as if she had been electrocuted.

When I received it, my palm inevitably touched it.

A tingling sensation came over him, and Sheng Ning's knuckles paused slightly and curled up a little.

The girl took the cup, took a big gulp, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Foxes have excellent eyesight.

Her rosy lips were glistening with moisture, like delicate flower petals touched by morning dew, beckoning one to taste them…

After the girl finished drinking the water, she clung to him again. The light gauze in her hand brushed against his chin like a seductive breeze, and was enveloped by his delicate hands. The slight tension he had felt earlier dissipated.

Sheng Ning almost greedily wished for it to go a little slower...

Discover it slowly.

But the girl seemed unable to sleep, her eyes wide open and blinking, looking exceptionally cute.

There was no light around.

Sheng Ning looked at her without any restraint, his eyes filled with lust and possessiveness.

He couldn't help but hold her tighter, as if she would become part of his very being, as if that way she wouldn't leave.

"It's too tight,"

"Senior Brother Sheng, you're acting so strange today..." The girl paused, speaking as if she were not used to it.

Hearing that familiar address, an overwhelming joy almost engulfed him. Sheng Ning's heart skipped a beat, and something kept rising in his heart.

She knew it was her... and yet she was still so close to him.

So, does Junior Sister Yue also have feelings for him?

At that moment, someone subconsciously forgot that the girl had personally admitted that Xing Zhao was her Daoist partner.

Or perhaps... he simply doesn't want to think about it.

"Feel sorry,"

Sheng Ning loosened his grip slightly, but his large hands still encircled her slender waist, trapping her in his arms and forcing her to look up at him.

She couldn't see clearly, but he saw everything.

The girl's sleepy eyes still held a hint of bewilderment, like a pure and untainted lotus flower, easily plundered.

Those alluring lips were only a finger's width away from him.

He could kiss her with just a slight tilt of his head...

Sheng Ning's eyes darkened, desire growing stronger within them.

But upon hearing that soft voice, he hesitated again. The phrase "Senior Brother Sheng" felt like a cage, trapping the beast within him.

He feared he would never see a junior sister like Yue again... For a moment, Sheng Ning regretted it.

But only for a moment,

Soon, the look in Sheng Ning's eyes hardened even more.

He had never fought for anything before, and therefore never had anything that belonged to him, not even his mother, who claimed to love him but abandoned him the very next day.

How could someone as despicable and monstrous as himself possibly expect Junior Sister Yue to stay for him?

He was greedy; he wanted the light to shine only on himself.

"Where am I? How did I fall asleep, Master Sheng..." The girl raised her head slightly, but her lips just brushed against his.

The conversation stopped abruptly.

Their lips met, and they both held their breath.

Sheng Ning couldn't resist. He ran his knuckles through the girl's hair, deepening the kiss he had longed for. The sweet taste in her mouth was like poppy, making him endlessly addicted and unwilling to let go.

At this moment, he thought.

Even if Junior Sister Yue dislikes him, he'll accept it.

Anyway, no one has ever loved him.

From now on, all he needs is... Junior Sister Yue by his side day and night.

Ye Yueyue felt a powerful aura approaching, carrying a strong sense of aggression.

The kiss was like a gentle drizzle, initially cool and comforting, but it lingered on and on... and before long, the water had spread to the cabin.

Sheng Ning recklessly took the sweetness from her mouth, capturing that softness, and led her to dance.

As they went deeper into the room, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the space.

She was in a daze, her body limp in Sheng Ning's arms, her breath filled with his scent.

Crisp and refreshing, with a subtle sandalwood scent.

After a long while, feeling a stinging pain on her lips, the girl couldn't help but let out a soft moan and pushed him away:

"No, no more kissing... um."

Why do these people kiss like they haven't eaten in days, nonstop... They'll die in bed sooner or later.

The gentle touch had no effect; instead, it intensified the undercurrents.

The voice that escaped her lips was softer, with a hoarse tone at the end, and the delicate touch... all of this was tempering Sheng Ning's will.

Finally, that voice, trembling with sobs, rang out.

Sheng Ning's heart tightened, and she released her.

"sorry,"

Silver threads trickled down the girl's lips, her eyes were misty, and her moistened lips looked luscious and tempting.

A strand of hair fell down and brushed against his chest, tickling him.

"...What's wrong with Senior Brother Sheng? He seems so different."

She accused him in a soft, delicate voice.

The darkness in Sheng Ning's eyes deepened. He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes, his thin lips moved slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.

Fortunately, the girl wasn't really angry and soon forgot about it.

It's as soft as a steamed bun, and you can knead it however you like.

"It's so dark..." the girl said with dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, a beam of light appeared on her fair fingertips. Sheng Ning's pupils contracted, and she tried to stop it, but it was too late.

As the luminous pearl suddenly appeared, the surroundings lit up, and everything was revealed without reservation.

On the white jade bed, Sheng Ning gently embraced her, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

A thin, silver chain stretched from the headboard down to her... ankle.

Before I could see clearly, darkness enveloped me once again.

Those long, slender hands covered her eyes, and she heard Sheng Ning's hoarse voice in her ear, "...Don't look."

His tone carried a hint of humble pleading and unease.

Ye Yueyue understood; they were afraid she would get angry.

She blinked, a sudden idea popped into her head, and she decided to tease him.

……

The surprise in the girl's eyes deeply stung Sheng Ning. After a long while, he let go of her hand and turned his head away in pain.

He was afraid to see disgust in those bright, expressive eyes.

"……sorry."

Sheng Ning held her tightly, as if that way he wouldn't lose her.

"...Was it Senior Brother Sheng who saved me?" The girl's slightly puzzled voice came from her bosom.

Sheng Ning paused, his knuckles clenching so tightly they turned white.

Even though the facts were already laid out, she was still trying to find excuses for him, unwilling to believe that the Senior Brother Sheng in her memory was such a person.

Sheng Ning, you really are despicable...

He gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, but did not answer.