Pei Xiuping heard the discussions around him and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, satisfied with the moment.
Ling Xin was busy attending to a young woman when she looked up and noticed his peculiar expression. Curiously, she asked, “What are you laughing about?”
“Nothing,” Pei Xiuping replied cheerfully. “Ling Xin, we might sell several coffins today.”
“Of course! My coffins are the best!” Ling Xin proudly lifted her chin. Little did she know that within half a day, the entire street would be buzzing with rumors that the mistress of Yiming Pavilion was a lustful seductress who kept Pei Xiuping confined at home, subjecting him to various forms of torment.
After stepping out to buy some food and drinks, Ling Xin felt the strange gazes of passersby upon her. She couldn’t help but ask, “Why are they all looking at me?”
Pei Xiuping chuckled and said, “They must think you’re very beautiful.”
Ling Xin knew he was just joking, but her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.
“By the way, Ling Xin, it seems my injury has healed,” he said.
Ling Xin stared blankly at his bandaged face, her heart tightening. What did he mean? He was healed, so he was going to leave?
The thought made her feel unexpectedly reluctant. It was rare for someone to stay by her side for such a long time; without realizing it, he had become an important part of her life.
Ling Xin became somewhat distracted. She didn’t even notice when Pei Xiuping followed her into the house. Lost in thought, she undressed and sat in the wooden tub, staring blankly.
When she finally came to her senses, she immediately felt a burning gaze upon her and, startled, asked, “What are you doing here?”
Ling Xin awkwardly picked up the clothes by the edge of the bucket to cover herself, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger.
"I want to help you scrub your back," Pei Xiuping's voice was low and laced with a hint of seduction as he leaned slightly closer to Ling Xin, his warm breath brushing against her ear.
Ling Xin stammered, her cheeks instantly turning crimson as she replied, "Uh, no need." His heated gaze left her flustered, revealing far too much desire that frightened her.
"Ling Xin, I heard you have no resistance against handsome men?" Pei Xiuping's lips curled into a faint, teasing smile.
"Uh, you're not a handsome man!" Ling Xin instinctively retorted. But when she looked up, she saw him loosening his clothing, her eyes widening as she exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Pei Xiuping seemed unfazed by her protest, continuing his actions without pause. In just a few moments, he had stripped off his clothes and squeezed into the small wooden tub beside her. The confined space of the tub overflowed with water as he made himself comfortable.
Ling Xin cautiously opened her eyes and glanced at him. The once battered skin now appeared smooth, akin to a woman's delicate flesh, as fine as jade.
She gently patted her chest, secretly relieved that she was not reacting to this "ordinary" man! However, the tub was simply too small; she could distinctly feel his rising body heat, a warmth that seemed ready to ignite her.
If he wouldn't leave, then she would! Ling Xin steeled herself and suddenly stood up. But as soon as she moved, Pei Xiuping swiftly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his embrace.
"Ling Xin, don't you want to see what I look like?" Pei Xiuping's voice whispered softly in her ear, tinged with mystery.
"None of my business!" Ling Xin shot back defiantly, yet her eyes couldn't help but sneak a glance at him.
Pei Xiuping seemed to be deliberately teasing her, slowly unraveling the cloth from around his head. As the fabric fell away, his extraordinarily handsome face gradually came into view.
Ling Xin was momentarily stunned, her heart racing uncontrollably. The hand that had been pressed against her chest began to gently caress without her consent. His devilishly handsome appearance and strong physique made her heart race even faster.
Ling Xin felt as if she could barely hold on! “Pei Xiuping, you filthy rogue!”
She pinched the palm of her hand hard to snap herself back to reality, cursing under her breath as she prepared to leap out of the bathtub.
Pei Xiuping held onto her tightly, a satisfied smile on his face as he observed the rosy blush spreading across her cheeks. “Ling Xin, are you feeling shy?”
“What do you want from me?” Ling Xin demanded angrily, embarrassment flooding her voice.
Pei Xiuping leaned in closer, deliberately trying to frighten her. He whispered in her ear, “A lonely man and a woman, what do you think?”
“Uh…” Ling Xin silently lamented. She realized she had made a mistake; she shouldn’t have taken him in out of a moment of pity. Now she had landed herself in deep trouble! She scolded herself repeatedly in her mind.
Suddenly, a strange and alluring fragrance wafted through the room, startling Ling Xin. Oh no, it was an aphrodisiac! She turned around, about to scream, “Pei Xiuping, you…”
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