Chapter 57: Yan Zhen: You Don’t Love Me Enough
“Where are we going, Yan Zhen?”
“Just follow me.”
The Fire Refining Starry Sky was divided into two parts: the outer starry sky and the central plaza.
The altar occupied only a small area within the plaza.
They flew away from the altar, reaching the plaza’s edge, then ascended, circling one of the towering pillars.
“Are we going up there?”
“Mmm, the view of the starry sky from the top of the pillar should be amazing.”
However, the pillar was incredibly tall. He ran out of Mystic Power halfway up, hovering in the air, his expression frustrated.
She chuckled, then, embracing him from behind, her Mystic Power transforming into a gentle wind, lifted them smoothly to the top.
He was speechless. This wasn’t how he had imagined it. It lacked… a certain something.
She, however, was awestruck by the sight of the dim, distant stars, their faint light a stark contrast to the brightly lit plaza. Even though it wasn’t her first time seeing this, she still felt a sense of wonder.
She pulled him down, sitting beside him.
“Do you… have something to tell me?”
He scratched his cheek, searching for the right words, but she interrupted him.
“—There’s no need to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Yun Xiu…”
“We shouldn’t be together. It’s my fault. I… I couldn’t control myself. I used the ‘secret lover’ excuse to… to cling to you.” She lowered her head, her voice filled with a strange sadness. “I’m the one who wronged Wenqing the most.”
“Don’t say that.” He frowned, displeased. “I was the one who confessed. You only agreed to be my lover because of my confession. If anyone’s at fault, it’s me.”
She shook her head stubbornly, her words catching in her throat, then, after a long moment, she asked, her face flushed, “Do you… really like me, Yan Zhen?”
He didn’t hesitate.
“Of course I do. Why else would I confess?”
Her heart warmed, a smile returning to her lips. Then she asked, “What about Jiu Youyue?”
— Why is she being so direct?
“I… I like her… a little.” He glanced at her, seeing her calm expression, his voice lowering.
“Just a little?”
“Yes.”
“And… the Serpent Queen?”
“The Serpent Queen… it’s… about the same. But… there’s Yan Yan.”
She bit her lip, her voice shy.
“So… I’m the one you like the most?”
He nodded, a soft “mmm” escaping his lips.
She giggled, covering her mouth with her hand, her eyes sparkling with joy and shyness.
He rolled his eyes.
“What’s so funny? Aren’t you… jealous?”
She continued to smile, her voice a gentle scolding.
“I’m happy, that’s why I’m smiling. Why would I be jealous of you, you narcissist?”
He couldn’t understand her reaction. He had expected her to be upset, to reprimand him for being a “scumbag,” but she seemed… happy.
“I think you don’t love me enough.” He said, his voice filled with feigned resentment. “Why aren’t you jealous?”
“What are you talking about~?” She sighed. “Isn’t it good that I’m not jealous? It means I’m… generous.”
“I don’t believe you. You just don’t love me enough. Your feelings for me are… far less than mine for you.”
“That’s not true! I… I also like you very much! A lot!”
The more she spoke, the more flustered she became, while he continued to tease her.
“Then prove it.”
“How am I supposed to prove it?”
“I don’t care. If you don’t prove it, it means you don’t like me enough.”
“You… you’re so silly, always finding ways to bully me…”
She scolded him playfully, then, after a long moment, as if finally making up her mind, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her face lowering, her lips finding his.
She gently sucked his upper lip, then his lower lip, her kisses soft and tender, filled with affection, as if trying to convey her love for him.
Then, her tongue, small and pink, slipped past his lips, gently exploring his mouth, her touch soft and hesitant, unlike his usual forceful kisses, her tongue entwining with his, her heart filled with a growing warmth.
They were both lost in the kiss, a tingling pleasure spreading through their bodies, their minds numbing.
When they finally parted, breathless, her face was flushed, her eyes filled with desire.
“Is that enough proof?” she whispered.
His breath hitched, his gaze fixed on her beautiful face, his desire unsatisfied. He shook his head.
“More.”
His voice was a soft whine, almost childish.
Her heart melted.
“There’s… no more…”
“Yun Xiu~”
“You greedy…”
Despite her words, she tucked another strand of hair behind her ear, her lips finding his again.
This time, he wasn’t passive. His tongue met hers, and his hand, stealthily reaching beneath her robe, found her sensitive spot.
She gasped, her defenses crumbling, the roles reversed.
He became aggressive, his hand pulling her robe open, even loosening her inner armor.
By the time their lips parted, her robe had slipped down her arms, revealing her smooth shoulders and delicate collarbone, her armor undone, her breasts exposed, her posture like that of a lamb waiting to be devoured.
His eyes fixed on her rosy nipples against her snow-white skin, he lowered his head.
She wrapped her arms around his head, her voice a mixture of protest and encouragement.
“Yan Zhen… Master Chen Xi might be watching… we can’t… not here… mmm… Yan Zhen~”
Despite her words, she didn’t push him away, simply biting her lip, suppressing her moans, her body trembling with pleasure.
He was already lost in passion, ignoring her pleas, his lips and hands exploring her soft skin.
She quickly surrendered to his touch, her mind only snapping back to reality when she felt her sash being undone. She panicked.
She wasn’t that bold, not enough to… do it in such a place.
And once she lost control, she would definitely cry out, and Master Chen Xi would hear them.
Just the thought made her dizzy.
“Wait, Yan Zhen, we can’t… not here… mmm!”
It was too late.
She closed her eyes, her arms tightening around his neck, her hips moving against his.
Suddenly, a small voice came from below.
“Father, Aunt Yun, where are you? I’m here to play~”
—Yan Yan?
Yun Xiu, lost in the throes of passion, jolted awake, her hand flying to her mouth, a muffled moan escaping her lips, her legs instinctively clamping around his waist.
He also reached his peak, his body convulsing.
They both snapped out of their daze.
“Yan Zhen, q-quickly… let go!”
“Not so fast, Yun Xiu, you’re the one who needs to let go…”
Sensing Yan Yan approaching, she, however, refused to release him. Thinking quickly, he retrieved his cloak from his storage ring, covering them both.
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