82 The Fiancée Is Too Eager
Yan Zhen shuddered, his face flushing. He glanced nervously at Long Ying, who was dozing in the bathtub, and gently pushed Huangfu Wenqing’s mischievous foot back into the water.
Huangfu Wenqing, however, was persistent, her foot venturing out again, teasing his… sensitive area, refusing to retreat even when he reacted strongly.
Yan Zhen glared at his fiancée, who returned his gaze with a seductive look, the atmosphere suddenly shifting.
“Long Ying is still here~”
“She… can’t see us.”
“…”
—Seriously, how am I supposed to resist this?
Yan Zhen quickly stood up, retreated, and coughed. “Your feet are clean now, Wenqing. I’m going to soak in the tub.”
Ignoring whether she agreed or not, he quickly got into the bathtub, removed his towel, and sat down, practically fleeing.
There was a small stool in the tub, specifically for Long Ying. She was sitting on it, leaning against the side, drowsy after her meal.
Yan Zhen gently patted the little Dragon Girl’s head. She opened her eyes slightly, saw him, hugged his arm, and then leaned against him, falling back asleep.
Yan Zhen sighed. The Long Ying in the script, although clingy, was mainly motivated by food, not this strong sense of dependence.
This Long Ying seemed more sensible, yet also more childish.
I should take her out.
Just as he was about to get up, a shadow fell over him. He looked up and saw Huangfu Wenqing stepping into the tub, the towel she was holding to her chest unable to conceal her… lower half.
It really is a butterfly!
Huangfu Wenqing, meeting his gaze, walked over and sat beside him, letting go of the towel and sinking into the water.
“Yan Zhen~” She took his arm. “Is Long Ying asleep?”
Yan Zhen felt the soft press of her small breasts against his arm, different from Zi Xunyi’s fullness, yet possessing a unique charm.
He tried to suppress his imagination and replied calmly, “Yes, she’s asleep. I’ll take her—mm, Wen… Wenqing, what are you doing?”
Yan Zhen froze, his voice strained.
Huangfu Wenqing held his arm, preventing his escape, her hand also subtly… taking hold of his vulnerability, silencing his protests. She leaned in and kissed him passionately, her intentions clear.
His weak point compromised, Yan Zhen could only respond to his fiancée’s fervor. When the kiss ended, he said hurriedly, “Wait, Wenqing, Long Ying is still here. I’ll take her out first.”
“Then come back quickly,” Huangfu Wenqing said coquettishly, her hand still caressing him. “Come back and continue ‘practicing’ with me.”
“Uh…”
Yan Zhen remembered. After Huangfu Wenqing discovered his relationship with Instructor Yu Xuan, she had demanded that they “practice” for their wedding night.
“If you don’t come back, we’ll practice out here. And if we wake up Long Ying, it will… corrupt her innocent mind. Don’t you think so, Yan Zhen?”
“???”
—She’s using that to threaten me?!
Yan Zhen was dumbfounded, thinking that Huangfu Wenqing’s green hair seemed a bit… yellow. But he didn’t want to ruin his image as a good older brother in Long Ying’s eyes and risk deviating from the script.
“Wait for me. I’ll be right back.”
Yan Zhen lifted Long Ying out of the tub, circulated his Mystic Power to dry them both, quickly left the bathroom, placed her on the bed, untied her hair, covered her with the blanket, and then returned.
Back in the bathtub, Huangfu Wenqing dropped all pretense, straddled Yan Zhen’s lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately.
Yan Zhen held her waist, responding to her kiss while restraining her hips, preventing them from crossing the final line.
He was planning to break off their engagement! He couldn’t take her virginity.
Although they had kissed and touched, he couldn’t go all the way.
—Even a scumbag has his limits. This is what the script demands. Sigh~
—Why is Huangfu Wenqing suddenly so aggressive? When they first arrived, he could easily control her with just a few suggestive words.
As he was pondering, they parted for air, but Huangfu Wenqing’s kisses continued, trailing down his chin to his neck, then to his collarbone and chest, lingering on the sensitive spot over his heart before moving lower, her body sinking beneath the water.
Yan Zhen gasped, closing his eyes, struggling to maintain his control.
Just as he was about to lose it, the intense pleasure abruptly stopped. Huangfu Wenqing resurfaced, leaned close to his ear, and whispered seductively, “Take me, Yan Zhen. Please?”
Yan Zhen was almost driven mad with desire, but he still held back. “Not now. If your clan finds out you’ve… lost your virginity when you return, there will be trouble.”
“Master won’t blame me.”
“Besides Yun Xiu, there are others. I remember a particularly stubborn old man among the Cloud Eight Immortals, right?”
Huangfu Wenqing bit her lip, her voice slightly trembling. “Do you… hate me?”
“Of course not. I… I adore you.” Yan Zhen embraced his fiancée, trying to comfort her. “We’re not children anymore, so we can’t be reckless. We have to consider our elders’ feelings—love might be between two people, but marriage isn’t.”
“But you and Zi Xunyi… you’ve already…”
“Huh? Wenqing, you misunderstand. We haven’t!”
“Haven’t… yet?”
“Ahem, I only slept with her. We didn’t cross the line.”
“You’re lying! I heard…”
“That, that was—”
“What was it?”
Yan Zhen quietly explained, not wanting his fiancée to misunderstand.
Huangfu Wenqing’s heart leaped with joy. So, she hadn’t been beaten by Zi Xunyi!
“In that case, I also need to ‘lay the foundation’.” Huangfu Wenqing said coquettishly, “Yan Zhen, you can’t be biased. She might be your future wife, but I’m your fiancée now.”
Her tone was like a child who hadn’t received any candy.
—Future wife? Did Zi Xunyi say that?
Yan Zhen felt uneasy. He was pretending to be reborn. If she found out, Zi Xunyi might kill him.
“Yan Zhen~”
“Let’s get out of the tub first.”
They stood up in the tub, facing each other.
—It’s time to show my true skills.
Yan Zhen stopped resisting and kissed Huangfu Wenqing, one arm around her waist, the other stealthily moving downwards.
Huangfu Wenqing was still a novice. He didn’t need any special tricks; his experience was more than enough.
“…”
Outside, Long Ying was sleeping soundly, unaware that another person was in the room.
Purple hair, purple dress. It was Zi Xunyi.
Yan Zhen and Long Ying had been gone for three days. Zi Xunyi had expected them to come to her place soon after returning, but after waiting for an hour, she decided to check on them.
The door was bolted. She knocked several times, but there was no response. So, Zi Xunyi, using her advantage as a spiritual avatar, slipped through the gap under the door.
Only Long Ying was on the bed, sleeping. Just as Zi Xunyi was wondering where Yan Zhen was, a familiar moan came from the bathroom.
That was… Huangfu Wenqing!
Intrigued, she quietly approached the bathroom.
Ahem, new learning material for Zi Xunyi.
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