"But..." Lin Xuan was still hesitating when Su Hua kissed him, nipping at his lips.
The stunning woman then murmured slowly by the corner of his mouth, "A-Xuan, you look so hesitant. Are you scared?"
Su Hua's taunt successfully ignited Lin Xuan's competitive spirit as a man.
He immediately retorted, "What’s there to be scared of?"
After all, there was no one around—whatever they did, no one would notice.
It was just a kiss, anyway.
A glint of triumph flashed in Su Hua's eyes.
One step at a time.
Start with a kiss, and when passion takes over later, A-Xuan won’t be able to refuse.
They’d already tried the living room, kitchen, swimming pool, garden, and even the car at Night Garden—but never a movie theater.
Here, it would surely be a different kind of thrill.
And so, Su Hua straddled Lin Xuan’s lap as the two indulged in a fervent kiss. Though Lin Xuan had initially held back, he was soon completely ensnared by Su Hua’s allure.
Their clothes began to loosen.
Just as things were about to spiral out of control, Lin Xuan suppressed his urges and pulled away.
"Hua… Hua," Lin Xuan gasped, breaking the kiss, "Let’s stop here."
"Hua, let’s go back to Night Garden first. This isn’t the right place." He caught her mischievous hands as they wandered over him.
Su Hua’s red lips curled. "Then tell me, A-Xuan, what’s so inconvenient? There’s no one else here, and no cameras either."
"I…" Lin Xuan stammered, unable to come up with a reason.
Now that he thought about it…
Wasn’t this all too perfect?
The movie playing was an intensely romantic film, the theater was empty except for them, and the entire screening room was bathed in an intimate atmosphere—almost as if it had been set up for exactly this.
Lin Xuan couldn’t find a single excuse to refuse Su Hua.
"A-Xuan," Su Hua’s lips brushed against his ear as she exhaled softly, making his body tense.
"Don’t you want to try it… in a movie theater?"
Lin Xuan’s heart pounded violently.
He hadn’t even considered it before, but now that Hua mentioned it, the idea didn’t seem so bad…
Lin Xuan: "…"
Where had that thought come from?
She really was leading him astray.
Noticing his hesitation, Su Hua’s eyes gleamed with amusement.
A-Xuan could be such a tsundere sometimes.
"A-Xuan, we’re still dressed, aren’t we? If you’re really that reluctant, we can keep our clothes on."
"Okay? Hubby~"
She deliberately drew out the last word, her sultry voice sending shivers down Lin Xuan’s spine.
"Fine," he conceded with a nod.
A victorious spark flickered in Su Hua’s beautiful eyes.
Her slender, delicate fingers moved to her chest, undoing the first button. A teasing smile lingered on her lips as she watched Lin Xuan intently, every movement dripping with seduction.
"Ahem." Lin Xuan coughed lightly and averted his gaze.
Even something as simple as unbuttoning her shirt was unbearably alluring when Hua did it…
Three buttons remained, but Su Hua made no move to undo them herself. Instead, she took Lin Xuan’s hand and guided it to her chest.
"A-Xuan, undo them for me, won’t you?" she coaxed.
The second button rested just above her breasts. Lin Xuan shifted uncomfortably. "Hua, didn’t you say we wouldn’t take anything off?"
"Mhm, I did," Su Hua purred. "But I’m just a little warm. Unbuttoning doesn’t count as undressing."
"Be a good boy and undo it for me, hmm?"
"Alright."
Almost unconsciously, Lin Xuan’s fingers obeyed, loosening the button over her chest—revealing what lay beneath.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
If not for his strong self-control, he might’ve actually gotten a nosebleed.
Hua was wearing a black lace piece underneath—one held together by the barest minimum of fabric.
It was devastatingly sexy.
Su Hua smirked. "A-Xuan, I had this custom-made just for today. Do you like it?"
Lin Xuan couldn’t bring himself to look at her.
"It’s… fine," he muttered.
"A-Xuan."
Her eyes glinted playfully. "Then let’s begin. Oh, and today, we won’t be removing anything at all, because…"
The stunning woman leaned in and whispered something into his ear!
Lin Xuan: "!!!!"
She had definitely planned this. Every last detail—even the movie theater—was part of her scheme!
In the end…
Su Hua lay weakly against Lin Xuan, letting him support her.
Today was the anniversary of their first meeting.
And this was just the appetizer. Later, she’d dance for him back at home.
"A-Xuan," she cooed, "The movie’s over. It’s time to leave. Carry me out, won’t you?"
Lin Xuan eyed her skeptically.
The film had been two and a half hours long. The first half-hour, they’d watched properly—holding hands at most.
The next half-hour was spent kissing.
The remaining ninety minutes… well, that was when things escalated.
Given Hua’s usual stamina, how could her legs be weak after just an hour and a half?
As if reading his thoughts, Su Hua smiled. "A-Xuan was just too amazing today. That’s why I’m a little tired."
Lin Xuan frowned.
Could it be because of her recent injury and the medication she’d taken? But as far as he knew, aside from some drowsiness right after taking the pills, they had no lasting effects.
Yet, Hua’s exhaustion seemed genuine…
Assuming she really was worn out, Lin Xuan scooped the woman—who could switch between icy elegance and delicate vulnerability in a heartbeat—into his arms.
Su Hua nestled quietly against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
Things between her and A-Xuan were perfect just like this.
Passersby couldn’t help but stare at Lin Xuan and Su Hua, utterly captivated.
The two turned heads everywhere they went.
"Ahhh! They’re so gorgeous! Such a perfect match! Little Shan, you were right—their looks rival celebrities! It’s like a visual feast!"
"My god, beauties should only be paired with handsome men!"
"Lock them in and ship them straight to the marriage registry!"
Hearing the strangers gush about how perfectly matched they were, Su Hua couldn’t suppress a smile.
Lin Xuan needed to use the restroom, so he set her down on a bench. "Hua, wait here for me. I’ll be right back."

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