After that night, the biological clock that had been ingrained for years seemed to fail. When Hu Yuying woke up, the sunlight streamed warmly and brightly through the curtains. She instinctively checked the time—it was already past eleven.
Not seeing Long Aotian beside her, Hu Yuying felt an emptiness in her heart and quickly got up. But as she took in the disheveled room and the lingering marks on her fair skin, her movements paused slightly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
It wasn’t hard to imagine just how intense the battle had been the night before.
It could have been avoided—if not for that one sentence of hers, which had provoked Long Aotian into proving himself, leaving her the one to suffer the consequences.
Wasn’t this a classic case of lifting a stone only to drop it on her own foot?
Recalling how fiercely Long Aotian had insisted on proving himself last night, Hu Yuying let out a shy giggle. Dragging her exhausted body out of bed, she began quietly cleaning up the aftermath.
When Long Aotian returned from outside and heard faint noises from the room, he gently pushed the door open to find Hu Yuying, wrapped in his oversized jacket, tidying up.
"I’ll clean up later," he said.
Hearing his voice, Hu Yuying turned around, her shy face breaking into a sweet smile.
The sight left Long Aotian momentarily stunned.
Here was a woman—wearing his jacket, gentle and diligent as she cleaned—smiling at him with such warmth and sweetness, like a scene straight out of a first love. Yet beneath that innocent charm lay a body so perfect it could make a man’s nose bleed.
Under that oversized jacket, the little minx wore nothing but her lingerie.
Alluring, sensual, and irresistibly voluptuous.
Noticing Long Aotian’s gaze, Hu Yuying’s cheeks flushed as she hastily explained, "I just wanted to clean up the room quickly."
But Long Aotian was like a man under a spell—she was his only antidote.
As he pulled her into his arms, Hu Yuying pressed her small hands against his chest in protest. "No… we can’t. I’ve given you enough already. Really, no more."
"Long… Long Aotian, we really can’t."
"What can’t we do?" His heavy breath tickled her neck, making her shiver slightly. "I mean… we can’t make love anymore. You need to pace yourself."
She loved being with Long Aotian and never disliked their intimate moments—in fact, she often reveled in them. But as she’d said, too much of it could be harmful, and she wanted him to stay healthy.
Besides, they’d run out of protection last night—they hadn’t even used any toward the end.
Hu Yuying genuinely cared for Long Aotian, but she overlooked one thing: wasn’t she the source of all this temptation?
No one could resist the sheer lethality of that earlier scene.
No one.
Yet when she saw the pleading look in Long Aotian’s eyes, her resolve softened, and she let him carry her back to bed.
She could never refuse him—just as he would never force her.
An hour later…
The food Long Aotian had brought back had gone cold.
Gazing at his thoroughly satisfied expression, Hu Yuying decided she couldn’t afford to be so lenient in the future.
She couldn’t just give in every time he asked—that wasn’t good.
But then she remembered the way he looked at her when he wanted her—those puppy-dog eyes…
Covering her face with her hands, she groaned. She couldn’t refuse him. She simply couldn’t.
"What’s on your mind?" Long Aotian wiped the sweat from her forehead, noticing the lingering blush on her cheeks. He felt a little embarrassed himself.
In broad daylight, he really was being a bit of a pervert. But then again, only his little minx would indulge him like this…
"Nothing. Hand me my clothes, please."
She needed to get dressed—otherwise, if Long Aotian decided he wanted more after eating, she’d undoubtedly cave again. Doing this in the daytime was just too embarrassing.
After their meal, there was still some time before they had to leave for school.
But they parted ways early.
Hu Yuying had originally planned to work on the discount coupons with Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning after getting Long Aotian’s approval.
But then… after one indulgence, things spiraled out of control, and the plan had been delayed until now.
With some free time in the afternoon, she decided to finally settle the matter with Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning.
Having tasted the benefits of running an online shop, she wasn’t ready to give up just yet.
If Long Aotian’s predictions were right—that e-commerce would dominate in the near future—then now was the perfect time for them to gain experience.
"I thought you’d forgotten about it," Li Qingxue teased lightly.
"Of course not! I’ve been keeping it in mind," Hu Yuying retorted, playfully tickling her.
"Wanning will be here soon. Let’s grab some drinks first," Li Qingxue said, dodging her hands with a laugh. Then, with a mischievous glint, she added, "Did you and Long Aotian not do anything last night? You seem completely fine."
Hu Yuying froze at the question.
Now that she thought about it…
Yesterday, every inch of her body had ached—especially her lower abdomen and more private areas.
But today, the pain wasn’t as bad.
Even though last night had been just as wild, it hadn’t left her as sore as the first time.
If Li Qingxue hadn’t mentioned it, she might not have even noticed.
But once the realization hit, Hu Yuying playfully scolded her friend—this was far too embarrassing a topic to joke about.
Before long, Lin Wanning arrived.
The trio reunited and headed to an internet café.
Since Long Aotian had taken them there before, they still remembered how to register.
Once they logged in, they video-called Wang Rui for some technical advice.
Soon, the discount coupons were set up.
"Yes! Done just like that!" Li Qingxue high-fived Hu Yuying and Lin Wanning, thrilled.
In their minds, having discount coupons would give them a clear edge over other shops.
As they stepped out of the internet café, Li Qingxue took a deep breath. The place had been filled with smokers, leaving the air hazy and unpleasant.
"Let’s go take a bath," she suggested.
"Sure."
"Sounds good." Hu Yuying nodded. After sweating so much earlier, a bath would be refreshing.
But she couldn’t help but laugh to herself—she’d been bathing so often this week.
Once again, the three of them booked a double room.
As they undressed, Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning gaped at Hu Yuying’s body.
The marks were unmistakable—evidence of passion.
"Wow, you really can’t judge a book by its cover. Who knew Long Aotian was so… adventurous?"
"My brother really doesn’t know how to be gentle, does he?" Lin Wanning sighed, then looked at Hu Yuying. "Didn’t you even try to resist?"
Hu Yuying blushed. "I… I did."
Sometimes, when the pain became too much, she’d instinctively want to claw at Long Aotian’s back—but afraid of hurting him, she’d just cling to him tightly instead.
Occasionally, though, she’d lose control and sink her teeth into his shoulder.
She hadn’t checked, but surely his shoulders bore her bite marks too…
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