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Shen Du gazed at her, his eyes filled with an insatiable desire and a dark, compelling light.
"Are you sure?"
Yao Nian summoned all her courage to meet his gaze, her arm hooked around the back of his neck as she leaned in and kissed him.
At that moment, Shen Du's rationality crumbled into ruins, leaving only one thought in his mind: he wanted to possess her. Completely possess her.
As their lips met, it felt like plunging into the depths of the ocean, a kiss that stole the breath away. He finally let go of all restraint, driven by an overwhelming sense of possession, leaving mark after mark on her body that belonged solely to him.
Clothes lay scattered across the floor. A sudden chill brushed against her exposed skin, and the bright lights of the living room made Yao Nian's natural modesty flush her cheeks with embarrassment.
Nervous and unable to open her eyes, she fumbled to turn off the lights.
A heavy gasp broke the silence as her body suddenly felt weightless; he closed the door and locked it in one swift motion.
In the darkness, their bodies pressed together without any barriers. Every sensation became extraordinarily acute—the gentle glide of his fingertips, the crimson hue at the corners of his eyes, and his hurried breaths.
Feeling her tremble, Shen Du's movements gradually softened as he caressed her forehead repeatedly, trying to help her relax.
In that painful moment, her vision began to blur; the chandelier on the ceiling twisted and distorted, the room spun dizzily around them, and both thought and reason sank into oblivion.
Even though it hurt, she knew deep down that she was willingly surrendering herself completely.
Time passed without her noticing. Exhausted from her first experience, Yao Nian could barely lift an arm as Shen Du carried her into the bathroom.
After they had cleaned up, he dressed her in a nightgown. The young girl nestled weakly in his arms, her slightly reddened eyes glistening with unshed tears, while marks dotted her shoulders and neck—a clear sign of having been thoroughly overwhelmed.
He leaned down to kiss the corner of her eye gently. "Does it hurt?"
The girl avoided his gaze, barely whispering, "How can you even ask?"
Knowing that she was shy, Shen Du stopped teasing her. Since the sheets had not yet been changed, he gently placed her on the lounge chair in the bedroom, squatting in front of her with his legs bent, fastening the buttons of her open nightgown one by one.
"Yao Nian." He called her softly.
His serious tone left her puzzled.
"I never told you."
"Told me what?"
The man's voice was slightly hoarse, imbued with a tender warmth. "I love you."
After experiencing the tumultuous emotions of the evening, Yao Nian was utterly exhausted. As soon as Shen Du finished changing the sheets, she nestled into the blanket, feeling that if she closed her eyes, she would instantly fall asleep.
When Shen Du came out of the shower, he turned to pull her into his arms, gently rubbing his chin against her hair. "You didn't eat dinner. How about I make you some noodles?"
Yao Nian half-opened her eyes, caught between sleepiness and hunger. Shen Du chuckled softly, not allowing her to linger in indecision. "Come on."
A steaming bowl of egg noodles lay before her, topped with a golden fried egg and sprinkled with a bit of scallions. As she finished the bowl, warmth spread through her stomach instantly.
Struggling against sleepiness, she brushed her teeth and returned to bed, feeling as if her eyelids were in a battle of their own. Shen Du said nothing more; he simply turned off the light and tightened his arm around her waist, gently patting her back.
Before long, Yao Nian drifted off to sleep without much awareness.
When she woke again under the midday sun, she felt completely limp all over, especially in her legs, which trembled at the slightest movement. The curtains in the bedroom were tightly drawn, allowing only slivers of light to seep through, leaving her unsure whether it was noon or still morning.
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