They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

At this moment, Han Yuxiu wondered: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Seeing Han Yuxiu staring blankly, Wu Ziyan waved her hand in front of him and said, "Hey, it's your turn. What are you daydreaming about?"

But then they looked out the door and saw three shameless people standing there, eavesdropping.

Han Yuxiu saw it: "Shameless scoundrel! He has no manners whatsoever!"

"Should we give them a little thrill?" Wu Ziyan whispered to Han Yuxiu. Han Yuxiu didn't understand what she meant, so Wu Ziyan started acting it out herself. Ahhh!

"I want to touch yours, it's so big, not bad at all."

If you didn't see the scene, how would you know what she was touching? Then you heard her smacking sound.

"You can't escape now."

"Hehe, I ate it."

To outsiders, it sounded like some rather suggestive talk! Hearing the three of them outside, they blushed and wanted to see if they really had that kind of relationship. Unexpectedly, they got to the point so quickly.

Han Yuxiu also covered Wu Ziyan's mouth: "What are you saying!"

"Let's play cards!"

His face flushed red, and he dared not look directly at her. When Wu Ziyan took the cards, she accidentally touched his fingertips, and he trembled all over, feeling as if a million ants were crawling on his back.

Turning her head to look at Wu Ziyan sitting there casually, her clothes half-draped over her shoulder, revealing her prominent collarbone, she found it hard to describe the weather. Going out was a bit cold, but closing the door made it a bit stuffy.

So he could only take off his clothes to cool down. Han Yuxiu only dared to steal a glance, and that was the kind of sneaky glance he was looking for.

Wu Ziyan tugged at her collar again, revealing her fair skin. Han Yuxiu dared not look at it anymore and lost all interest in playing cards. When he put the cards down, he accidentally touched Wu Ziyan's hand.

Han Yuxiu's hands were ice-cold from nervousness, and when she touched Wu Ziyan, she exclaimed, "Ah! Why are they so cold?"

"without"

Han Yuxiu quickly withdrew his hand and covered it with his other hand. His heart was pounding. He looked up and saw Wu Ziyan's eyes. He felt as if he was about to fall into them. Her eyes were so pure, without a trace of lewd or obscene thoughts.

Because it was so hot and humid, her little face was pale with a rosy glow, and her lips were pink and plump. Perhaps because she was so thirsty, she kept licking her lips, which were glistening.

Han Yuxiu moved closer to Wu Ziyan and grabbed her hand tightly. Wu Ziyan felt her wrist throb. "Yuxiu, you're gripping me too tightly."

This only fueled the misunderstanding among outsiders, and Adal gritted his teeth: "How shameless and indecent in broad daylight!"

Du Lan and Xiao Si both glanced at him. [Who's shameless? We're the shameless ones!]

"Then, young master, let's go down and sit down, or we can brave the sandstorm and return to Silan Pavilion!"

"Stay here! I refuse to believe that Young Master Yu Xiu will spend the whole day with that shorty!"

He spoke quite loudly, and everyone inside the room heard him. Han Yuxiu was so angry that he gripped Wu Ziyan even tighter.

There was no one at the door; they seemed to have left. Wu Ziyan tried to pull her hand back, but Han Yuxiu turned around, his eyes filled with a determination.

He actually pressed himself against her, pinning Wu Ziyan beneath him. Her shirt was wide open at the chest. Wu Ziyan turned her head to the side. [No way, no way! He actually took the initiative? What should I do next? Should I go for it, or not?]

"Wu Ziyan, look at me."

She mechanically turned her head to stare at him. This woman, pinned down by the man, was probably the most beautiful woman in the Wu Dynasty, but he still preferred to be on top.

Holding Han Yuxiu's waist, she kicked him and flipped him over, completely depleting all the courage he had managed to muster.

He started stammering again, his face flushed: "You...you...what do you want to do to me?" His voice wasn't defiant, but rather seemed shy, and even a little expectant.

"What do you want me to do to you?" Wu Ziyan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Is it like yesterday?" She swept her hair behind her head, tilted her head to the side and leaned down. Unexpectedly, her head didn't land on his lips, but on his collarbone. The feeling was wonderful. Her whole body tingled, as if an electric current was running through her spine and the top of her head.

His tongue flicked slightly, and the veins in his neck throbbed powerfully. Wu Ziyan thought he would close his eyes, but then she realized he was staring at her with wide eyes. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Do you want me to go up or down?"

Han Yuxiu wrapped his arms around her waist, and with a thrust of his waist, his lips landed on Wu Ziyan's shoulder. He sucked hard, leaving a light red mark, his eyes full of aggression, like an angry puppy.

Wu Ziyan didn't feel any pain; this was just a perfectly timed tease. A slight smile played on her lips as her fingertips slowly slipped inside Han Yuxiu's coat, bit by bit, deliberately refusing to give him a quick end.

Her gentle lips landed on his neck, then slowly moved to the back of his ear, and she gently nibbled on his earlobe.

Her soft, boneless, and slightly cool hand had already slipped inside his shirt, tentatively probing the line between touching and not touching.

No matter what, he was a young man full of vigor who had never had sex, so how could he hold back? But he was too embarrassed to lower himself and beg for mercy.

Wu Ziyan suddenly pulled away from his body. Lying like that was tiring, so she decided to lie on her side, which also made Han Yuxiu's profile look good.

He flipped over and accidentally landed on that soft spot, shivering and feeling dizzy: "Miss Ziyan, I...I..."

"want to?"

He bit his lip and didn't speak. How could a young man who hadn't crossed any lines say such a thing? But he still let out a soft nasal sound, "Mmm."

"Then why not try to fight for it yourself? You can't always wait for others to take pity on you." She regretted saying that the very next second; she hadn't expected him to actually take the initiative!

The kiss was like a violent storm, just like the storm outside. It was intense and unskilled, just random biting. Wu Ziyan was a little out of breath. She pushed Han Yuxiu's shoulder hard with her hands, separating their lips and teeth slightly.

"Miss Ziyan, are you unwilling, or do you think I'm too cheap, or do you prefer Master Sima!" Seeing Wu Ziyan push him away so forcefully, a gloomy look settled over him.

【Ah! No, no, no! I like it, but it's too intense, I can't handle it.】"My dear, my Yu Xiu Gongzi, I just feel that it's not right to do that kind of thing to you before we have a proper relationship."

"hypocritical!"

Upon hearing those two words, Wu Ziyan felt as if two arrows had been pierced her chest. [What's wrong with these jerks' tempers?!]

They both sat up, and Han Yuxiu started acting up again.

Wu Ziyan's hand stealthily moved towards Han Yuxiu, and when two of her fingers touched his fingertips, he angrily pulled away.