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When Hei Mao first saw the bodies of the eight female assassins in the room, he felt that Su Xing's skills were truly hidden beneath the surface. This scene greatly impressed him, and he thought about the possibility of cultivating her further. Not long after, he received news that Su Xing's identity was not only special in Zhan Ying's circle but also in Hua Country, where she belonged to a unique group.
With just one connection to Shen Jingyu, it was enough for her to wade into the murky waters of the Shen Family and the Zhan Family. Su Xing and the Zhan Family were definitely not on the same side. Zhan Ying's murky eyes had been stained crimson after a day of turmoil.
He issued a direct order: destroy everything in the back mountain! Make it loud! Keep an eye on Su Xing and Shen Jingyu; those two must be monitored! Tomorrow, have Zhan Ying take Zhan Lei out of the country early! Keep their identities confidential! In a week, you will accompany me to Dongzhou!
Hei Mao took his orders and set off to carry them out. However, he never expected that while the fire consumed those specially cultivated, exorbitantly priced poisons, there would still be significant oversights.
By evening, as night began to fall, Shen Jingyu had spent an afternoon napping with a beautiful woman by his side. It felt as if his body had been replenished with energy, almost fully revived. Meanwhile, Su Xing's blisters on her feet had completely healed under the nourishment of Qin Yi's specially formulated high-efficiency medicine; she felt no pain at all.
Shen Jingyu helped her up and suggested, "Shall we explore other parts of the estate?"
Having rested for a day, Su Xing felt much better and was finally back to her usual self. "Since we're abroad, we should see more of it," she replied, though she found their arrival rather suspicious. "But is your body okay?"
Shen Jingyu held her close, his eyes gleaming with a peculiar light. "Don't ask boring questions about whether a man is okay or not!"
Su Xing evaded his gaze. "Hey, act normal! Stop looking at me like that; it doesn't fit your character!"
"Get up already! Lying around here will make you sprout roots!"
Shen Jingyu looked at her in confusion. "What character? Should I still act like I did in the past? Treating you with decorum? That would only make you uncomfortable."
"Don't you miss me?" he teased.
"Ugh, I really can't stand you! I'm going to change clothes!"
After noon, a foreign maid from Little Princess Duke arrived to deliver new clothes for Su Xing. The outfits were particularly well-prepared and fitted closely to her form. However, their style and brand were very aristocratic, making Su Xing feel a momentary pang of inferiority. Was she really seeing someone from a royal family level?
She wore a grand European-style gown with a voluminous skirt adorned with numerous gemstones, and she couldn't help but worry about tripping and embarrassing herself. However, when Shen Jingyu saw Su Xing in her ivory-colored, floor-length gown, he was momentarily taken aback by her beauty, only to quickly shift to disdain.
"Such a complicated outfit! What a waste of time!" he thought to himself, silently criticizing Shi Shaowen for intentionally creating this situation.
He had simply thrown on a black shirt and casual pants, clearly his usual style, likely something he had worn before. It looked effortless on him. In contrast, Su Xing's situation was quite the opposite.
With a hint of defeat in her voice, she said, "But they didn’t prepare anything else for me! My clothes from yesterday were not only torn but also dirty; I can't wear them anymore!" Moreover, those clothes had been provided by Lawrence, and she had no intention of keeping them—she wished she could throw them away as far as possible.
"Hey Shen Jingyu, can you check if the zipper on the back of my dress is properly fastened? It feels like there's a draft," she asked. After struggling for quite some time with her arms twisted behind her back, her muscles were sore, yet she still couldn't get it right!
Su Xing had never worn such a complicated dress before, with its ropes, zippers, and buttons. She had noticed that the maids wore similar styles, though their fabrics didn't seem as luxurious as hers. She couldn't imagine how troublesome it must be for them to put on and take off their clothes. If they were in a hurry to do something mischievous, they would surely go mad!
Shen Jingyu scrutinized her from head to toe and chuckled, "Star, you’ve become clumsy! I don’t think this dress is meant to be worn like that."
As he leaned closer, he noticed that there were several gaps in the ropes at her back that revealed skin up to her waist.
"Huh? What?" Su Xing intended to loosen the ropes and turn around to examine the situation. But in a moment of carelessness, the main part of the dress slipped off! The sleeves and skirt had separated, leaving her only in her undergarment and sleeves. The sight caused Shen Jingyu’s gaze to darken.
"Maybe we should just stay in," he said cryptically.
Exasperated by the complexity of the dress, Su Xing echoed his sentiment: "I agree! What's with this outfit anyway?"
"Then how about we go to bed and continue our conversation?"
It was then that Su Xing noticed the fire in his eyes from across the room.
In the mirror not far away, her reflection was undeniably alluring!
"You! Get out! I'm not going out; I'm changing!" she exclaimed while hurriedly trying to lift her skirt.
Her flustered demeanor made her appear quite adorable.
Shen Jingyu didn’t back away; instead, he moved closer and personally reached out to help adjust the ropes at the back of her gown. "This dress needs the ropes adjusted first, then the zipper pulled up, and finally the buttons fastened!"
"Don't move, I'll help you!"
Shen Jingyu's fingers continuously brushed against Su Xing's skin on her back. She had become unusually sensitive, and the sensation stimulated a nerve, causing tiny goosebumps to rise on her shoulders.
As Shen Jingyu helped her into the elegant princess gown, he admired her natural wavy long hair in the mirror, perfectly complementing her delicate face, making her look like an elf that had fallen from the forest.
"Xingxing, you are truly beautiful!"
Unable to control himself, Shen Jingyu leaned down and kissed her neck. His breath grew heavier, and with a gentle suck, he made Su Xing gasp in surprise. The reflection in the mirror showed her chest rising and falling rapidly.
A casual glance from Shen Jingyu made him lose control as he turned Su Xing's face towards him, pressing his heated lips against hers. The passion seemed to infect everything around them, and Su Xing, overwhelmed by his intense affection, instinctively parted her lips to welcome him.
The kiss was stunning, like thunder igniting fire.
Su Xing realized she had been lifted into his arms. He held her as if she were a child, her head surpassing his own. He tilted his head to kiss her lips and neck, continuing his affectionate assault.
Su Xing found herself beneath him, their gazes filled with fire—dazed yet full of love.
"Jingyu, wait! I'm not ready yet."
Su Xing was unsure when she had summoned her senses to remind both him and herself that they should stop before going too far.
"Okay." Shen Jingyu rested beside Su Xing's cheek, seeming to take a long time to calm down.
"Are you alright? You're sweating," he said softly.
Leaning closer to her ear, Shen Jingyu threatened in a low voice, "Once we get home, you won't be able to escape!"
This place was indeed inappropriate for such moments, and he didn't want her to have any regrets.
"I'll devour you sooner or later!" His voice carried a hint of menace.
Su Xing thought to herself that it was quite the threat. If this situation weren't in a foreign land but rather in any place they both knew well, he would have already...
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