Once I Say Is Today Once

Seeing Lin Wanning dressed like this, Long Aotian instinctively turned his head away and forced an awkward laugh. "Is this... is this the costume for your performance at the evening party?"

Lin Wanning looked down at him, then leaned in with a playful smile. As she drew closer, the faint, delicate fragrance of her body lingered in the air between them.

"No, this was specially prepared just for you, brother."

With that, her fingers lightly traced the edge of his clothing, undoing it with a gentle touch.

"W-Wanning, isn’t this going too far? Ying will be back soon," Long Aotian stammered, his breath growing uneven.

At those words, Lin Wanning’s hands paused for a brief moment.

But then her resolve hardened again, and her movements quickened slightly.

Soon, Long Aotian found himself unable to cover up even if he tried.

"You won’t tell Ying," Lin Wanning stated with certainty.

Her gaze trailed down his body, and a faint blush suddenly spread across her cheeks.

She stood up, retrieved her phone, and placed it nearby.

"Wanning, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"I told you—I’m giving you a little surprise."

Tilting her head, Lin Wanning smiled softly. "You’ve helped me, more than once. I really wanted to make you happy too. But after thinking it over, it seems this is the only way a woman can bring a man joy."

Long Aotian opened his mouth to protest, but Lin Wanning pressed a slender finger to his lips.

"I know you’ll refuse with your words, but your body won’t."

Her suggestive gaze left him flustered, unable to hide his reaction.

In the next moment, one of her long, shapely legs draped over the armrest of the chair.

"Don’t... don’t do this..." Long Aotian was a healthy young man, full of vigor, and after days of pent-up energy from being around the little girl, it was only natural he’d react this way—any man would!

She slid off one of her black stockings and draped it over his eyes.

The scent of her skin, lingering on the fabric, flooded his senses.

Through the sheer material, he could vaguely make out her movements.

When the stocking was removed, Lin Wanning’s fair skin was fully exposed to the air.

The blush on her face betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, she leaned in again. The brush of her skin against his sent his temperature rising.

Noticing his reaction, Lin Wanning’s smile deepened. She cupped his face with one hand, forcing him to look directly at her—to see all of her, laid bare before him.

As Long Aotian’s breathing grew ragged, she laughed softly, her usual cool demeanor melting into tenderness. "See? Your body isn’t rejecting me at all. So... I must have some charm in your eyes, don’t I?"

Long Aotian turned his head away in embarrassment—this was beyond his control now.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Wanning sighed and pressed her forehead against his. "I know this is wrong, but I can’t turn back anymore. Just this once, okay?"

"Falling for you... even I couldn’t stop myself. I won’t say a word—this will be our secret. I’ve wronged Ying, and I don’t want to hurt her. I’m a bad girl..."

"I just wanted to give everything precious to the person I love, so just this once..."

With those words, she lowered her head and kissed him, their skin pressing close.

A gentle breeze swept by, tousling the young man's hair and lifting the young woman's long locks, brushing softly over their hearts like a silent witness to their tender, unspoken affection...

Her loose hat sat crookedly atop her head.

A glimmer of tears welled in her eyes as she bit her red lips, strands of disheveled hair clinging to her flushed cheeks...

Long Aotian felt Lin Wanning pause her movements. His throat tightened as he swallowed hard, his gaze tracing the blush spreading across her delicate body...

Noticing his stare, Lin Wanning whimpered, "It hurts..."

"L-Let me go..."

Pursing her lips stubbornly, she murmured, "No... if I let go, you'll run away..." Then, sniffling, she forced herself to continue...

Seeing Lin Wanning like this, and everything unfolding between them—

She was pouring out all her emotions to him without restraint.

She was laying bare everything she had before him.

She was giving him even her most cherished body.

"You fool!"

Long Aotian sat up and kissed the corner of her lips—cool, soft, and faintly sweet.

Unlike the fresh, innocent scent of that little girl, yet somehow so similar.

Caught off guard, Lin Wanning gaped, her mind freezing as if someone had hit pause.

All her thoughts came to a halt, her clumsy movements stiffening.

In an instant, her emotions surged to their peak. Clutching Long Aotian tightly, her cool tears dripped onto his cheeks as she yielded willingly to him.

After the blissful union...

It was Lin Wanning who now lay on the recliner.

Long Aotian gently wiped her body clean.

Neither spoke, unsure of what to say.

Right or wrong, what had happened could not be undone.

The faint traces of red on the tissue marked the loss of Lin Wanning's innocence.

"You don’t have to take responsibility, so don’t feel pressured."

Long Aotian sighed softly. What was done was done—he would never shirk his duty, but guilt gnawed at him over Ying.

He didn’t dare tell her. What if she got angry? What if she never spoke to him again?

The thought of Ying’s disappointed gaze was unbearable.

As Long Aotian knelt before her, Lin Wanning cupped his face gently. "I wanted this. I’ll bear all of Ying’s unhappiness—just promise you’ll remember Wanning, okay?"

Leaning closer, her voice softened. "After all... you’re my first man."

Hearing this, Long Aotian’s heart wavered. He wasn’t made of stone, especially when faced with Lin Wanning’s whispered plea—

"After all, you’re my first man."

It left him utterly flustered.

Meeting her eyes, he stammered, "I... I just don’t know what to do right now."

Lin Wanning’s heart fluttered at his words. She knew she had succeeded. "I told you, I don’t need you to take responsibility. I won’t come between you two—just... think of me when Ying can’t be there for you."

"Huh?" Long Aotian froze for a moment. Didn't she say it was just this once?

Seemingly sensing his surprise, Lin Wanning gave a sly smile, her tender gaze locking onto him. "When I said 'once,' I meant once... today."

"W-what do you mean?"

Her arms wound around his neck, her lips parting slightly with a hint of temptation. "As long as it doesn’t interfere with Ying... I want you to spend time with me too, brother..."