Chapter 15: Flirting

Chen Xin’s heart trembled upon hearing this, and she was even more unwilling to let go of his hand. Originally, she wanted to talk to Xiao Yu’er about the possibility of her suddenly “leaving,” but tonight Xiao Yu’er’s emotions were not suitable for ups and downs. Moreover, all of these were just her speculations. Let herself be selfish; she just wanted to cherish the moment, love and protect him.

Locking eyes with Fang Ziyu, Chen Xin raised her hand to the back of his head, giving him no time to react as she instantly kissed him, then turned and walked back to the room, slamming the door shut.

Approaching the bed, Chen Xin gently laid Fang Ziyu down, lowering her head to keep her lips close to his, taking off her shoes and covering his body with hers. She continued to suck and lick Fang Ziyu’s lips, not letting her tongue idle as it traced his lip line, occasionally teasing between his teeth, hooking Fang Ziyu’s tongue with hers.

“Mmm…”

In a daze, Fang Ziyu moaned, his eyes moist as he hugged Chen Xin’s neck, his mind feeling dizzy.

Chen Xin’s desire was instantly ignited by Fang Ziyu’s voice, and she intensified her kisses, moving down to his chin, his neck.

With her right hand supporting her, Chen Xin slowly unbuttoned Fang Ziyu’s shirt and slipped inside, gently caressing his body from his abdomen to his waist.

“Mmm… Xin…”

Grabbing onto Chen Xin’s shirt, Fang Ziyu closed his eyes and called out in a haze of consciousness.

Chen Xin’s red lips lingered on his delicate neck, the continuous moans stimulating her nerves. Suddenly, she deliberately intensified her suction on the side of his neck, licking with her tongue, and her fingers reached his chest and lightly touched.

“Ah!…”

Under the dual attack, Fang Ziyu yelled out and arched his body, his neck tilting back. Seeing how sensitive he was, Chen Xin gently kneaded, kissing his clavicle. Even though she was already burning with desire, she didn’t want to let go of the delicious taste in her mouth so soon.

“Xin… I… I feel uncomfortable…” Fang Ziyu, who was slightly recovering his senses, spoke softly, his voice charming, panting as he opened his eyes filled with spring-like charm, glancing at Chen Xin with a raised eyebrow.

At this moment, Fang Ziyu looked like a charming and seductive demon, with half of his clothes revealing his fair and flat abdomen, his lips slightly swollen as he breathed heavily, his cheeks blushing, and his phoenix eyes dazed, almost making Chen Xin unable to control her desire to surrender directly. But she had promised that his first night had to be in the bridal chamber, and now Chen Xin finally tasted the bitterness of her own making.

Chen Xin dared not continue any further, as Xiao Yu’er’s attraction to her was quite strong and she could barely control it. If she were to act rashly, it would ruin Xiao Yu’er’s trust. Although Xiao Yu’er was willing, this was not the outcome she wanted.

Lying on top of Fang Ziyu, Chen Xin’s fiery breath brushed against his face as she looked at his beautiful and bright appearance. “Xiao Yu’er, endure it.”

Placing her hand on his abdomen, Chen Xin circulated her internal energy to help him calm down.

After about a moment, Chen Xin stopped using her internal energy and lay down, holding Fang Ziyu who was half awake. She also calmed down the restlessness in her own body, thinking that they had been holding back for a long time, and she didn’t know if there would be any health issues.

“Xiao Yu’er, we need to get married as soon as possible,” Chen Xin said painfully.

Then she continued, “Who is at home? I’ll go propose.”

At this point, Fang Ziyu’s consciousness gradually returned, his cheeks still flushed, and his lips slightly red. “Father, mother, the master of the house, and two sisters and brothers. My mother is not good to my father, I don’t like her. She even forced me to marry that tyrant who beats his wife. Chen Xin, it was my father who secretly helped me escape. He gave me a jade pendant and told me to find the head of the Tiger Escort Bareau to help us. Chen Xin, I feel a little worried. Will anything happen to my father?” Fang Ziyu raised his head, his brow furrowed with concern as he looked at Chen Xin.

Although the master of the Fang family was relatively accommodating to Fang Ziyu, he had never shown him maternal love since he was a child, often calculating things in his mind. When Jiang Shi, Fang Ziyu’s mother, discovered this, she gradually began to subtly instill in Fang Ziyu the flaws of the master of the Fang family.

Fang Ziyu, who didn’t know why she didn’t like to be close to the master of the Fang family, gradually became alienated from her, and even resented her for treating his father poorly.

Hearing this, Chen Xin pondered for a moment, comforting Fang Ziyu by stroking his back. “It’ll be fine, I’m here. Minghong City Fang’s residence?”

“Yes,” Fang Ziyu nodded. In his heart, Chen Xin was omnipotent. If she said nothing would happen, then nothing would happen.

Chen Xin thought to herself that since Xiao Yu’er’s mother could disregard her son’s wishes and force him into marriage, she probably didn’t have much affection for Xiao Yu’er.

Lack of affection in wealthy families was a common problem, and it seemed that Xiao Yu’er’s father in the Fang family was probably not doing well.

Moreover, in this world where women were superior to men, becoming married was not as important for Xiao Yu’er’s father. Tomorrow, she would have to find out if there were any talented individuals and arrange for them to prepare for opening a shop or restaurant. She also needed to continue to the Tiger Escort Bareau to find the head of the household. Since Xiao Yu’er’s father asked her to do so, there must be a reason.

But there were no trustworthy people in Linjia Village, and she couldn’t bear to leave Xiao Yu’er, a weak man, alone at home. She intended to go quickly and return quickly, but she didn’t know if he would have unfounded worries.

“Then let’s get married after we meet father,” Chen Xin said “father” casually, but Fang Ziyu felt sweet in his heart, his brows and eyes curved.

“Okay.”

It was still a bit chilly at night, and Chen Xin was afraid that Fang Ziyu would catch a cold. She lifted the blanket and kissed his forehead. “It’s late, let’s sleep.”

“Mmm.”