Chapter 192:
“???” Xie Wanning blinked, full of confusion: “How would I know what to do?”
“…Wanwan,” Lu Ziyan swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing, his gaze falling on her lips, “coax it, be nice to it.”
Xie Wanning still couldn’t understand at first, until she felt his line of sight and pursed her lips. As if possessed, a scene flashed before her eyes of Cao Ying’er kneeling to serve the Second Prince. She nearly jumped up, hurriedly shaking her head, “No!”
Lu Ziyan reached out to hug her: “Why not? I’m not dirty.”
But no matter what he said, Xie Wanning never spoke.
Finally, Lu Ziyan deflated and said: “Wanwan is really being unreasonable. You hurt it and won’t even coax it.”
“…” Xie Wanning’s lip corner twitched hard, “Don’t bring up this kind of request again. I can’t do that kind of serving work.”
Truly clueless about romance.
“No relationship,” Lu Ziyan gripped the back of her neck, leaned down and kissed her fiercely, gritting his teeth with a smile: “I can do it. I love doing work serving Wanwan the most.”
With that, he pressed her down on the couch and leaned over to kiss her.
“No, no!” Xie Wanning hurriedly pinched his neck, “It still hurts!”
The kiss that had fallen to her shoulder paused, and his raised eyes were filled with thick desire.
“It’s been two days…” He pursed his lips, undoing her sash, “Let me see.”
How could Xie Wanning let him look? She tightly clutched her clothes, “Anyway, I say it hurts, so it hurts!”
Her bit of strength couldn’t stop anything at all, but Lu Ziyan still stopped his hand. He just looked at her and asked: “When will it stop hurting?”
Xie Wanning was stumped by the question, mumbling for a long time before saying: “Can’t you wait until after the wedding to do this kind of thing?”
It was now October, and they would marry before the new year, so at most just over a month. Yet he was so lustful he couldn’t even wait a month!
Lu Ziyan actually calculated the days, then decisively shook his head, “Can’t wait.”
“Wanwan, I can’t hold back.”
He kissed her earlobe, his words bluntly making her blush, “Just these two days, I’ve been counting them to endure.”
He had already abstained from sex for too long, and now that he had succeeded once, with his beloved right in front of him, how could he accept going back to his previous ascetic monk days.
While Xie Wanning wasn’t paying attention, his hand slipped through her lapel inward.
This was the young lady he had been thinking about for two lifetimes.
He knew her extremely well.
The thin callus at the base of his thumb was light or heavy, just the right pressure.
Everywhere he touched sparked a shiver.
He wasn’t as urgent as last time, especially slow and deliberate.
Lightly pinching and slowly teasing.
Just as he leaned down to kiss, a pair of hands cupped his face.
“Don’t do this,” Xie Wanning’s eyes reddened, “It really still hurts.”
Even the marks he left the day before yesterday hadn’t fully faded, visible all over her chest and abdomen.
Lu Ziyan was already at the point of no return, but her pair of watery eyes looked at him full of grievance, as if he continued, she would shed tears.
He paused for a long time, finally sighing in frustration and getting off her.
Xie Wanning was just closing her lapel when she heard the man beside her curse coarsely.
Seeing her raise her eyes to glare, he said: “Just torment me. Sooner or later you’ll ruin me.”
“…” Xie Wanning fell silent, not daring to provoke the unsatisfied man, wrapping herself in the quilt and shrinking away a bit.
She really wanted him to go to the training grounds to practice martial arts and vent his excess energy.
She had never seen such an insatiable man!
That night passed peacefully under Xie Wanning’s timid silence. When she woke the next morning, the spot beside her was already cold.
In the following days, she personally felt Lu Ziyan’s busyness. He was so busy he could barely split himself. When she woke in the mornings, he was already gone, and when he returned at night, she was already fast asleep.
Not to mention sexual intercourse, they didn’t even have time to talk.
In less than three days like this, Lu Ziyan was the first who couldn’t stand it. Only then did she truly feel how great the change in him was.
Two lifetimes of entanglement, knowing each other inside out. In her past life, when he got busy, how could he pay attention to the back courtyard or women? It was common for him not to set foot in her courtyard for ten days or half a month.
But now, busy as he was, he still thought to send Ming Jian to see what she was doing, telling her she could go play in the study if she had nothing to do.
That’s right, play.
Ming Jian said: “Young Lady may not know, our Prince’s body has been unwell lately. If you stew a tonic soup and send it over, he will surely be pleased.”
Expectation showed in his eyes, but Xie Wanning didn’t quite believe it.
Body unwell?
Was that about Lu Ziyan?
With his dragon spirit tiger fierce body, she would believe he could punch a cow to death with brute force alone.
However, she really had nothing to do. Since they were starting over, she indeed shouldn’t keep resisting his approach.
Thinking this way, Xie Wanning really carried the food box into Lu Ziyan’s study.
When she arrived, people inside were discussing matters. Ming Jian went in to ask, then welcomed her inside.
Xie Wanning stepped through the door, her gaze sweeping over the people inside. There were still a few familiar faces.
Everyone was shrewd. Seeing Lu Ziyan allow a young lady to enter so openly, they could assess her importance.
Not to mention, she was snatched in defiance of all propriety.
The group bowed in unison. Xie Wanning, considering she wasn’t yet their matriarch, sidestepped to avoid it, only accepting half the courtesy, then sat on the soft chair to the side without disturbing them.
But being in the same room with so many men still made her somewhat uncomfortable.
After a moment, everyone took their leave one after another. The noisy study quieted down, and her expression improved.
Lu Ziyan had been paying attention to her the whole time. Seeing this, he called in the guard at the door and gave a few instructions.
Soon, a screen was added to his study. He said: “Next time they come, you can rest in the inner room.”
He didn’t say you can leave first, but thought of a way to keep her there.
Xie Wanning neither confirmed nor denied, opened the food box and brought out the ginseng chicken soup inside, saying: “It’s already cold. Use your internal energy to heat it and drink it yourself.”
“You made it yourself?” Lu Ziyan’s eyes held a smile, “Be careful not to scald your hands. Don’t do it next time.”
“…” Xie Wanning fell silent, didn’t tell him the truth, but changed the subject, “Ming Jian said your body is unwell. Nothing serious, right?”
Just now, sitting nearby watching them discuss matters, she suddenly recalled how he had looked pale several times, spitting blood.
He really didn’t look very healthy.
Lu Ziyan was slightly stunned by the question, soon reacting, “Worried about me?”
His lip corner hooked into a smile, “What could be wrong with me? Just stop angering me a few times.”
What words!
Xie Wanning was particularly unconvinced and wanted to retort a few sentences, but she quickly recalled the reasons for those times he spat blood, swallowing the words on the tip of her tongue.
Could it be… really angered by her?
