flstandardbreds Chapter 165 How to Endure the Long Night
Chapter 165 How to Endure the Long Night
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinyan smiled gently, his fingers slowly sliding down Yang Rong's hair, finally stopping on her delicate cheek, gently caressing it: "But before, you were so reserved. Although you seemed charming on the outside, your heart was like the tip of an iceberg, unwilling to easily give your body and soul to anyone."
Upon hearing this, Yang Rong's lips blossomed into a radiant smile. She placed a gentle kiss on Xiao Jinyan's lips, a kiss as tender and vibrant as the first rays of dawn.
"You naughty boy," she said coquettishly. "Back then, I was just an ignorant girl, how could I know the joy and happiness of being a woman? If I had known earlier that being with you would be so delightful, I would never have missed a single moment of intimacy."
As they spoke, their eyes met, as if a thousand words were being conveyed silently, and their love surged like a tidal wave.
Xiao Jinyan gently took Yang Rong's hand and said softly, "Baby, am I really that good?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Rong smiled charmingly. She leaned close to Xiao Jinyan's ear and whispered, "Nonsense, you're like poison, the more you take, the more addictive you become, making it impossible to stop."
Her warm breath, carrying a faint fragrance, instantly stirred ripples in Xiao Jinyan's heart.
Xiao Jinyan chuckled softly, his voice deep and magnetic: "Baby, you're addicted, aren't you?"
As he spoke, his fingers slowly traced Yang Rong's cheek, finally resting on her soft and alluring lips, gently caressing them like the most delicate brushstrokes, painting a sweet picture that belonged to them.
Yang Rong felt that gentle touch, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart. She suddenly bit Xiao Jinyan's finger lightly, with just the right amount of force, which was both coquettish and tender.
Xiao Jinyan frowned slightly, but did not pull his hand away. Instead, he locked his gaze on her with even deeper affection: "Want more?"
Yang Rong's cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes gleaming with longing. She parted her lips slightly and uttered a simple word: "Want."
However, at this moment, Xiao Jinyan's expression turned serious. He sighed helplessly, "There's no point in thinking about it now. I have to leave quickly. I must see Hongxiu tonight; there are some important things to take care of."
After saying that, he slowly got up and began to put on his clothes, every movement revealing his reluctance and determination.
Seeing this, Yang Rong felt a strange sense of loss and resentment welling up inside her. She said coquettishly, "You rascal! You don't want to give it to me, but you still tease me. You're so annoying! How am I supposed to sleep like this?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinyan's heart softened. He turned back to the bedside, gently cupped Yang Rong's face, and placed a kiss on her forehead: "Baby, I'll leave you with this as a memory. Trust me, next time I'll definitely satisfy you and pamper you properly."
Yang Rong's eyes sparkled with a mesmerizing yet alluring light. She parted her lips slightly, her voice laced with a hint of teasing: "Hmph, you are so charming, and you also have the ability to seduce people. You are truly deadly."
Before she finished speaking, she had already quietly moved behind Xiao Jinyan, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist like vines, her cheek pressed against his strong back, and she murmured with reluctance and longing: "No, I really can't bear to let you go."
Feeling the warmth and tenderness coming from behind, Xiao Jinyan's heart was filled with ripples. He gently caressed Yang Rong's soft hand with one hand, as if savoring the most precious treasure in the world. A playful smile appeared on his lips: "Baby, why don't you let go of me, and we... do it again?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Rong smiled radiantly and said, "Alright, my husband."
As she spoke, she slowly released her embrace and lay down on the soft bed in an extremely alluring manner. She closed her eyes, her face filled with an expression that was both expectant and provocative: "Husband, come quickly, do not pity me just because I am a delicate flower."
However, just as the atmosphere reached its peak of tension, as if the air itself was thick with the impending explosion of passion, Xiao Jinyan suddenly flashed away, quickly dressed, and said with a hint of helplessness and apology on his face: "Madam, let's stop here for today. Let's save the best moments for next time. I have to go to the palace to see Hongxiu about some things I need to take care of."
Yang Rong suddenly sat up in bed, her hair disheveled, a lingering blush on her cheeks, her eyes flashing with disbelief and anger: "Xiao Jinyan, you...you actually dared to play me!"
Yang Rong's gaze passed through the door, only catching glimpses of Xiao Jinyan's receding figure, captivating yet unattainable.
She parted her lips slightly, her murmured words carrying a hint of helplessness and anger: "That bastard, he really has a way with himself, bewitching people's souls and then running away like a gust of wind, leaving me to suffer in this long night."
Meanwhile, deep within the palace, a nimble figure, under the cover of night, silently slipped through an inconspicuous dog hole—it was Xiao Jinyan. He had only one thought in his mind—to see Yan Daoxiu as soon as possible; his urgency and longing were like that of a thirsty person yearning for a spring.
After navigating the winding corridor, Xiao Jinyan finally arrived at Yan Daoxiu's residence. Inside, the candlelight flickered, illuminating a half-naked figure, languid and alluring.
Yan Daoxiu was sound asleep when he suddenly heard a strange noise and sat up abruptly: "Who's there?"
“It’s me.” Xiao Jinyan’s voice was deep and firm.
Upon hearing this, Yan Daoxiu's face instantly blossomed into a radiant smile. She quickly draped a light veil over herself, the veil as thin as a cicada's wing, which subtly outlined her graceful figure, adding to her allure.
Yan Daoxiu walked gracefully to Xiao Jinyan and said coquettishly, "Oh, my husband has arrived. What a pleasant surprise! What, were you so eager to see me that you couldn't wait and came all the way to the palace to find me?"
As she spoke, she deliberately rubbed her calf against Xiao Jinyan's leg. The delicate and smooth touch was like the gentlest breeze in spring, instantly igniting the long-suppressed spark between the two. An indescribable ambiguity and tension filled the air.
“Madam,” Xiao Jinyan’s voice was low and gentle, “to be honest, I have important matters to discuss with you since I have come to visit you so late at night.”
Yan Daoxiu's eyes flickered with curiosity and confusion: "What could possibly make my husband so anxious?"
Xiao Jinyan took a deep breath, his gaze resolute: "Tomorrow, Princess Yiyang will be going to the palace to pay her respects. That scoundrel Liu Kun has been coveting the princess's beauty for a long time and will surely take the opportunity to forcibly take her virginity. Madam, I know you are skilled in illusion magic. Could you lend a hand at that crucial moment and protect the princess's chastity?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Daoxiu's lips curled into a half-smile: "I thought that my husband's risky entry into the palace late at night was because he missed me deeply. It turns out that he came for the Princess's sake."
Seeing the hint of bitterness in Yan Daoxiu's tone, Xiao Jinyan felt a warmth in his heart. He took two steps forward and gently embraced Yan Daoxiu. His voice rang in Yan Daoxiu's ear: "Madam, you misunderstand. It is indeed partly about the princess, but more importantly, I truly miss you. These days, I've been busy with official duties, and we've had little time together. My longing for you is like a surging tide, impossible to suppress."