"Slurp..."
As a shimmering trail of saliva separated from their lips, Xie Yuyan collapsed weakly into Ye Feng's arms. Her pouty lips seemed to savor the lingering excitement from their intimate moment.
"Yuyan?"
Ye Feng gently held the silent Xie Yuyan, checking on her condition. The chilly breeze by the stream made him worry—catching a cold after their playful outing would be unfortunate.
"I'm fine, Ye Feng," Xie Yuyan replied softly after snapping out of her daze, though her hands remained firmly pressed against his chest without any intention of moving.
"I just... really want to go home now..."
"Go home?"
Ye Feng immediately understood the implication behind her words. He tapped her forehead lightly and teased, "Oh, Yuyan, your mind’s already wandered back to your room, hasn’t it?"
"Hehe, it’s all because of you, Ye Feng."
Caught red-handed, Xie Yuyan rested her head on his shoulder, gazing quietly at his profile as an indescribable wave of affection surged in her heart.
"So, do you want to head back now?"
"Mmm... no~"
Xie Yuyan refused, and seeing Ye Feng’s puzzled look, she explained, "If we go back too early, our alone time will be cut short. I finally got my turn with you—I won’t waste it."
"Wow, you’ve got it all planned out, huh?"
"Of course! I’ll cherish every second. Besides, you should take this chance to recover from yesterday’s... exhaustion. I don’t want Mengli’s antics to drain my 'Ye Feng energy.'"
"'Ye Feng energy'...?"
A vein nearly popped on Ye Feng’s forehead at her made-up term. He knew exactly what "energy" she meant. Pinching her cheek playfully, he clasped her hand.
"Yuyan, at least show some restraint. Saying things like that here—aren’t you embarrassed?"
"Pfft, there’s no one around. I’ll say whatever I want. Even if you 'punished' me right here, I wouldn’t blush."
Her provocative gaze was a blatant challenge.
"Nice try, but I’m not falling for it."
Ye Feng held her hand tightly and led her along the stream. Watching fish occasionally leap from the water, his lips curled into a contented smile.
"Honestly, I’d rather you let loose somewhere safer. If anything happened, I’d worry. Though... I know saying this might upset you. If you don’t like it—"
"I love it."
Xie Yuyan’s seductive lips abruptly cut him off. Her delicate frame trembled slightly.
"I love it."
"R-really...?"
"Mhm. I love how attentive you are. Your concern, your affection—it all makes me lose control."
Her fiery red hair mirrored her restless heart as she suddenly stepped in front of him, resting her head against his neck.
"So... you still want to stay a while longer?"
"Mmm..."
She nodded coyly, pressing a featherlight kiss to his cheek.
"Until nightfall, I just want to be here with you."
"Should we take a walk? Or find somewhere to rest?"
"No need. Right here is perfect. Because I can’t hold back anymore..."
Ye Feng gulped at the sight of her irresistible allure. Tipping her chin up, he met her expectant gaze and captured her lips.
"Mmm..."
......
"Finally cleaned up..."
Shen Mengli collapsed onto Ye Feng’s bed, sighing in relief at the now-tidy room. The towering pile of trash bags by the bed bore silent witness to last night’s madness.
"So many used... Did I really do all this? The system’s items are way too effective. If possible... I’d want this every day..."
Snapping out of her shameless thoughts, she shook her head violently, covering her flushed cheeks with both hands.
"Ugh... what’s wrong with me?! Since when did I become like this?!"
"Wait—no! It’s all Xiao Feng’s fault! If he weren’t so damn charming, I wouldn’t have lost my mind! Yeah, that’s it!"
Just then, a soft knock at the door nearly made her leap off the bed.
"!!!!"
"W-who’s there?"
"It’s me, Mengli. Didn’t you promise to tell me more about Brother Ye Feng after your break?"
Su Yuxin’s voice floated through the door.
"Yuxin? W-wait! Just a sec! I’ll open the door right away!"
......
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