Chapter 310:
Xie Wanning had no intention of toying with him, but evidently, His Majesty the Emperor was very willing to be toyed with.
He held her hand, guiding it into his collar, while smiling and leaning in to kiss her.
The muscles under her palm were firm and powerful, scorching hot…
Xie Wanning swallowed, feeling a spark of interest, and began proactively stripping off his clothes.
For a man from the military, scars are permanent badges of merit.
Lu Ziyan naturally had scars on his body as well.
Not many, and the colors were very faint; given his identity, after being injured, he must have used the best scar-removal ointments.
Only one scar on his back, still clearly visible even after using scar-removal ointment.
It could be imagined that the wound at the time must have been deep enough to expose bone.
Xie Wanning knew this was the injury he sustained at seventeen when he was ordered to leave the capital to investigate a case.
In her past life during their newlywed period, when she saw the scars on his body, she felt heartbroken beyond measure.
But at the time, shyness had the upper hand, so she dared not look much at his body, whereas now, having already given birth to a child for him, what was there she dared not look at.
She not only dared to look but also dared to reach out and touch.
Thus, Xie Wanning discovered that even separated by a lifetime, seeing this scar again still made her feel some heartache.
The heartache in her eyes was unconcealed, boldly displayed, and then she slowly kissed it.
In an instant, Lu Ziyan’s breathing hitched, his spine tensing up.
Xie Wanning lightly lifted her eyelid, smiling ambiguously, “Not for playing?”
“…” Lu Ziyan was silent for a moment, then hoarsely said: “If you’re going to play all the way to the end, don’t tease halfway and leave me hanging.”
Evidently, he had some lingering trauma.
Xie Wanning felt no guilty conscience; she thought for a moment, then wrapped her arms around his neck, planting a kiss on his jaw.
Lingering for a while, she slowly slid down to his neck.
Finally kissing his slightly protruding adam’s apple.
Feeling this man’s increasingly tense muscles, she simply pressed on his shoulders, pushing him down onto the couch.
At this moment, it was clear who couldn’t handle the teasing.
Xie Wanning straddled his waist and abdomen, her fair hand stroking his chest, smiling at him, “How do you want me to play?”
“…” Lu Ziyan stared fixedly at the wickedly smiling young lady on top of him, saying nothing.
If he were more fierce, Xie Wanning probably wouldn’t feel much.
But she actually couldn’t stand seeing this man looking so much like a little wife; she pressed on his chest, “Say it, how do you want me to play?”
“Wanwan,” Lu Ziyan grasped her wrist, his eyes densely filled with affection, “…kiss me.”
His clothes had been stripped clean by her, and now he lay obediently on the couch, letting her toy with him, looking utterly harmless.
Xie Wanning felt somewhat bewitched; she pursed her lips, reached out to cup his face, and kissed him.
How could there be such a contradictory man.
This was the youth she had known since childhood.
He was stern, arrogant, supremely self-centered, obsessive, and domineering.
In her dreams, he was even cruel and ruthless.
But her maiden’s thoughts were of him, her first awakening of love was for him.
The first person she loved was him.
They had gone through all sorts of misunderstandings, hardships, and harm, and now after circling around, they were together again.
Perhaps a broken mirror really could be made whole again.
But the crack was still there.
Many things could not be mentioned.
For example, Pei Yuqing’s existence.
She didn’t even dare ask, nor did she know if he had truly investigated whether four years ago, when she gave birth, Pei Yuqing had come to Bianzhou.
They still loved each other, and she certainly loved him.
It was just that they could never return to the purity of when they were sixteen.
Back then, in her heart and eyes, there was only him.
And now…
