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"That was Brother Niu just now!"
Xin'er said with a smile to Yingying.
Upon hearing this, Leng Yixuan furrowed her brows and asked, "Brother Niu?"
Hearing such an affectionate title from Xin'er made Leng Yixuan feel quite displeased. Her tone turned somewhat gloomy.
"Who is this Brother Niu?!" she questioned, feeling irritated by the familiarity.
Thinking back to how she had seen them chatting and laughing together earlier, Leng Yixuan felt a surge of anger rising within her. She wished she could kick that A-Niu far away.
In the end, she did just that.
Of course, that was a story for later.
At this moment, Xin'er was unaware of the storm of jealousy brewing inside Leng Yixuan. She simply continued to speak truthfully.
"Brother Niu is the son of my neighbor Aunt. He has been so good to me over the years, taking care of us siblings all along. When I came here last time, I was worried I might not see Brother Niu again! It's great to know that he works here with you!"
Xin'er chatted on, her smile unwavering.
However, as she spoke, she suddenly felt that something was amiss.
It was clearly a sunny spring day, so why did she suddenly feel cold!?
Xin'er wondered, and when her gaze fell upon Leng Yixuan's gloomy face, she couldn't help but shrink her neck slightly.
Uh, why is he angry again!?
"Xuan, what's wrong?!"
Xin'er asked timidly, her face showing a hint of unease.
She knew that the man was upset, but what could he possibly be angry about!? Everything seemed fine just a moment ago!
Confused, Xin'er’s questioning gaze remained fixed on the man's face.
After a long pause, he finally spoke.
"Xin'er, do you like that Brother Niu!?"
"Huh? Like Brother Niu!?"
Hearing Leng Yixuan's words, Xin'er was taken aback.
However, after thinking for a moment with her head down, she gently nodded and answered honestly.
"Yes, I really like Brother Niu."
This was because Brother Niu had always treated the two siblings well. Whenever he had something good, he would think of them first and took great care of them. Therefore, she liked Brother Niu very much and had long regarded him as an older brother.
However, before Xin'er could voice her thoughts, she felt a tightness around her waist, and in the next moment, she was once again thrown into the broad and sturdy chest of the man.
The force with which he pulled her was so strong that Xin'er collided into his solid embrace, causing her some pain.
Before she could even gasp in surprise, she felt a tight grip on her chin as he lifted it up.
Then, his warm lips swiftly covered hers with precision!
The man's kiss was so fervent, like a raging storm, overwhelming and tumultuous.
His tongue plunged in, forcefully prying open her lips, sweeping through her mouth and savoring the sweetness within.
The intensity was akin to a person dying of thirst in the desert who, upon finding water, drank greedily.
Xin'er was startled.
Her beautiful eyes widened in shock as they locked onto the dark eyes that were so close to her.
From the man's deep black eyes, filled with a blazing fury, Xin'er sensed that he was angry.
But she didn't know what he was angry about; all she knew was that he seemed terrifying at that moment.
It was as if a fierce beast, just released from its cage, sought to swallow her entire life whole.
The more she thought about it, the more flustered Xin'er became.
In the end, she clenched her fists tightly and repeatedly pounded on the solid chest of the man before her.
However, to his indifference, her resistance, struggles, and strikes were nothing more than a cat scratching an itch.
At that moment, Leng Yixuan was truly furious. After all, he liked her so much—how could she possibly like another man!?
This ungrateful girl—didn’t she realize how good he was to her!?
The more he thought about it, the angrier Leng Yixuan became. He admitted that he was jealous.
After all, if it were any other man, he wouldn’t want his favorite woman to like someone else.
So, the angrier Leng Yixuan got, the more frantically he kissed her.
In the end, all of Xin'er’s attempts to resist were futile; the man's kisses were too wild.
So wild that Xin'er felt as if all her strength had been drained away. Gradually, her body softened and she collapsed into the man's embrace.
After what felt like an eternity, the man finally pulled away from Xin'er's lips, breathing heavily.
At that moment, Xin'er’s lips were already red and swollen from being kissed.
Combined with her pair of glistening eyes, her expression was extremely innocent.
It made one feel both heartbroken and pitying!
However, just thinking about Xin'er saying she liked Brother Niu made Leng Yixuan's heart ache like never before.
His gaze towards Xin'er was filled with confusion and deep sorrow.
“Xin'er, why, why do you like that Brother Niu?!”
Leng Yixuan spoke, his voice hoarse, carrying an unmistakable sadness.
Confused by the man's unusual reaction, Xin'er panted lightly, somewhat bewildered.
Nevertheless, she answered truthfully.
“Because Brother Niu has treated us siblings well over the years, so I’ve long regarded him as my brother.”
“But I have treated you well too, haven’t I!? Uh…”
Unable to hold back from interrupting Xin'er, Leng Yixuan started to speak.
However, as he reached the end of his sentence, he finally understood what Xin'er had just said and immediately fell silent.
"What!? You said you took him for what!?"
"I took Brother Niu as my brother!?"
Despite the man's bewildered and shocked expression, Xin'er spoke truthfully.
She was even more puzzled about why Leng Yixuan was acting so strange today!
Especially when the man heard her words; in that moment of shock, his originally gloomy face was replaced by a smile.
"Haha, so it was just a brother. I thought..."
"Thought what!?"
Hearing Leng Yixuan's words, Xin'er found it quite odd.
Leng Yixuan looked down at Xin'er's puzzled little face and her swollen lips, which were red from his kiss, and a flicker of guilt crossed his eyes.
He had just lost control and treated her roughly.
Fortunately, she didn't seem angry; otherwise, he really wouldn't know what to do.
As Leng Yixuan thought this, he noticed Xin'er staring at him with her beautiful eyes without blinking. He forced a laugh and gently poked her nose with his finger, chuckling.
"What are you looking at!?"
"Xuan, why do you seem so strange!?"
Watching Leng Yixuan's sudden shifts between anger and joy, Xin'er felt utterly confused.
However, how could Leng Yixuan tell her that the reason for his odd behavior was because he was feeling jealous!?
So, Leng Yixuan said nothing more. He simply took Xin'er's small hand and led her toward the study.
"Come on, let's practice writing!"
...
The afternoon seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.
Night finally fell, amidst Xin'er's anxiousness and unease.
Because tonight, she was to assist Leng Yixuan with his bath and changing clothes.
For her, this was a monumental challenge!
After all, in Xin'er's mind, there were strict boundaries between men and women. As a girl, how could she serve a man during his bath...
Although many noble families had maids who assisted with bathing and changing...
But...
Xin'er felt a mix of anxiety and hesitation as she paced back and forth at the entrance of the bathhouse, unable to summon the courage to push the door open.
After half an hour of indecision, just when she was still contemplating whether to enter, the person inside provided her with an answer.
"What are you doing out there?! Come in!"
It was hard to tell if it was the darkness of the night or something else, but Xin'er noticed that the man's voice had taken on a slightly hoarse and languid tone, which was infuriatingly charming.
Her heart skipped a beat, and once she regained her composure, she slowly extended her hands and gently pushed the door.
The Carved Wooden Door had only been slightly ajar, but as Xin'er nudged it, it swung open effortlessly.
With a creak, the wooden door scraped against the floor, and a rush of warm air enveloped Xin'er.
Accompanying this warmth was a rich scent of Magnolia Fragrance that wafted toward her...
Xin'er took a slight sniff and found the floral aroma refreshing and delightful.
Looking around, she saw that this was a bathhouse designed with elegance yet not lacking in luxury.
Though it was her second visit, it was the first time she truly observed her surroundings.
As she gazed around, she realized that this bathhouse was impressively spacious, at least two hundred square meters.
The ground was paved with jade, and the Jade Tree opened the way. Surrounding it were the Rockery and Pavilion, with sheer curtains swaying gently, creating a mesmerizing scene as a hot spring flowed in from outside.
Above the hot spring, the water shimmered, and light mist curled gracefully, enhancing the beauty of the surroundings, making it look like a fairyland, dreamlike and ethereal!
Xin'er slowly surveyed her surroundings, her small mouth slightly agape in astonishment.
Indeed, only the wealthy could enjoy such luxuries!
This artificial hot spring, every detail and object within it, was crafted with exquisite luxury. One glance revealed that a considerable amount of money had been spent to create this paradise.
As Xin'er marveled at her surroundings, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. Her dark eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
She had clearly heard Leng Yixuan speaking from here just moments ago, but where was he now!?
Puzzled, Xin'er swept her beautiful eyes around the hot spring area.
However, in this vast hot spring, there was not a soul in sight!
Just as Xin'er continued to ponder in her heart, suddenly, right before her in the hot spring, there was a splash as something leaped out of the water!
Xin'er was drenched in water droplets and startled by this unexpected event. She quickly took a step back and fell onto the ground.
Before she could even gasp in surprise, her gaze fell upon the man who had splashed out of the water, leaving her utterly captivated.
Before her stood a man, completely soaked and bare-chested.
Long hair cascaded like a waterfall, and as it splashed out, the silky strands, carrying a pool of spring water, traced a graceful arc in the air. In an instant, droplets flew everywhere, enhancing the man's charm and sensuality.
His sword-like brows slanted into his temples, framing a pair of deep black eyes. The eyelashes were adorned with water droplets, making his usually sharp gaze appear softer and more alluring.
Beneath his sharply defined nose lay a pair of pink lips, so moist that they glistened under the light, reminiscent of cherry blossoms just blooming on branches in December—utterly enticing.
Following the captivating features downward revealed a prominent Adam's apple, a sensually hollow collarbone, and strong shoulders. Further down was the man's broad chest.
The chest was well-defined, with perfect lines that resembled the powerful form of an African cheetah, subtly exuding endless strength and nobility.
Looking further down revealed a flat abdomen devoid of any excess flesh, and then...
A pool of spring water completely obscured the man's lower half.
Yet despite this, Xin'er felt her face flush and her heart race.
Because the last time, she had seen what lay beneath...
So now, even if she couldn't see it, her mind could automatically conjure up an image of that part.
At this moment, Xin'er deeply regretted her excellent memory; she could recall every inch of the man's skin with clarity.
As Xin'er fretted with a flushed face, without thinking, she covered her face with her hands, unable to look any longer.
In contrast to Xin'er's shy behavior, Leng Yixuan laughed heartily with delight.
He then spoke up.
"Come over and help me press my shoulder!"
Upon hearing this, Xin'er slowly lowered her hands and looked in the direction of the man.
She saw that he was already lying on the shore, looking quite relaxed.
At this sight, Xin'er actually didn't want to go over, but after hesitating for a moment, she still got up from the ground and walked slowly towards him, then crouched down.
At that moment, the man with Deep Black Eyes was staring directly at Xin'er, a pleasant smile lingering on his lips.
His gaze was filled with amusement and teasing, making Xin'er blush and her heart race.
Once she reached his side, she couldn't hold back any longer. With a quick motion, she covered his Eyes with her small hands and shyly complained, "Could you not look at me like that?!"
After all, they were alone together; he was completely bare and looking at her like that.
It left her flustered and unsure of what to do.
Just as Xin'er was feeling frustrated inside, Leng Yixuan seemed to sense her thoughts. He reached out his large hand, gently pulled down her small hand from his eyes, and pecked it with his lips before smiling and saying, "Alright!"
The man gently kissed the palm of her hand, and though it was just a light kiss, Xin'er felt as if the spot he had kissed was on fire.
Startled, she quickly withdrew her small hand.
At that moment, the man had closed his eyes, yet a smirk lingered at the corners of his mouth, as if he had successfully executed a scheme. This made Xin'er feel both amused and exasperated.
In the end, Xin'er said nothing more; instead, she let her hands slowly rest on the man's shoulder and began to massage it gently.
Feeling his shoulder, it was so solid yet so stiff.
It must be due to the neck problems caused by years of sitting at work.
Seeing this, Xin'er focused intently on giving him a thorough massage.
She felt a pang of sympathy for him.
For in the eyes of the world, this Leng Yixuan was the richest man in Tianyuan, wealthy enough to rival nations, with immense fortune.
But how many people truly understood the hard work he put in every day?
He left home early and returned late each night.
Though he never spoke of it, she could see the weariness etched on his brow, revealing his struggles.
Making money was no easy task!
Xin'er sighed inwardly, her hands never loosening their grip.
Moreover, she could tell from the slowly relaxing expression on the man's face that he was feeling quite satisfied at that moment.
Seeing this, for some reason, a sense of pride began to blossom within Xin'er.
It felt as if being able to do something that made the man comfortable gave her a great sense of accomplishment!
Thus, Xin'er continued for half an hour, only stopping when her hands started to feel a bit sore.
At that moment, she realized that the man had unknowingly fallen asleep.
Startled, Xin'er blinked and then fixed her gaze on his face, unable to look away.
At this moment, the man's breathing was calm, his brows relaxed, and his long, deep black eyes were tightly closed.
Usually, when he opened his eyes, those sharp and intelligent deep black eyes made him appear mature and composed, shrewd and decisive.
Those keen and wise deep black eyes seemed to see right through her when they met her gaze.
But now, with his eyes closed in peaceful slumber, he looked so charming.
The sharpness he usually exhibited faded away, revealing a hint of childlike innocence.
After all, he was only two years older than her! Yet he was so much more capable.
What an incredible man!
Xin'er thought to herself, and at that moment, she noticed how thick and long the man's eyelashes were.
They were curled and bent, resembling two black brushes, and his nose was remarkably straight!
Thinking of this, Xin'er couldn't help but extend her finger, mimicking the way the man usually brushed her nose, and gently grazed the bridge of his nose.
When she felt the firmness of his nose beneath her fingertip, a jolt ran through her heart.
A strange sensation surged rapidly within her.
However, she was afraid of waking him, so she moved softly and gently, like a child about to commit a mischief, filled with a hint of trepidation.
Yet, there was a sweet taste lingering in her heart.
But before Xin'er could savor this sweetness, suddenly her wrist tightened as a large hand firmly grasped her small hand!
"Uh..."
Xin'er was startled and immediately found herself lunging forward.
With a splash, she fell into the water.
However, the man held her tightly, and her entire body was already soaked.
"Ah!"
Seeing this, Xin'er exclaimed. Although she was currently being embraced by the man, her whole body was drenched, having been fully immersed in the hot spring. This made Xin'er feel a bit annoyed as she glared at him and complained, "What are you doing!? My clothes are all wet!"
"Hehe, so what if they're wet? Just think of it as taking a bath," Leng Yixuan replied nonchalantly with a smile.
His laughter carried a hint of mischief and a touch of laziness, exuding an alluring charm that captivated her.
At that moment, Xin'er's heart began to race uncontrollably! Especially when she realized that the man was completely bare and was holding her like this...
Thinking about it made Xin'er feel as if she had been struck by lightning, leaving her frozen in place!
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