Jinyu looked at Xu Yi, whose face was panicked and uneasy, and felt compassion for him. He was still an unmarried young man who had left the Xu family, where he had relied on for years, without name or status. She didn’t know what his future held. Despite having previously abandoned him, he showed no regret for leaving with her. Jinyu tenderly kissed his forehead, “I won’t abandon you. I will always treat you well.”
“Mm…” Xu Yi could only manage this one word, leaning into Jinyu’s embrace, wanting to remember this moment forever.
Jinyu’s voice remained soft, “If someone else were to take you away, would you follow them just like this? Aren’t you afraid they might sell you?”
“It’s you, so I feel at ease…” Xu Yi said softly, suddenly stiffening and gripping Jinyu’s clothing, his voice filled with anxiety, “You won’t sell me, right?” What would he do if she were to sell him?
Jinyu couldn’t help but laugh, holding him as they got into the carriage, letting him sit on her lap, and embracing him closely. “No, if I were to sell you, it would only be to myself.”
A smile appeared on Xu Yi’s face, his previous nervousness dissipating. His body pressed against Jinyu’s embrace, his face blushing, his heart sweet. Rarely could he be this intimately held; he murmured, “Mm… as long as you’re the one selling me…”
Jinyu sighed inwardly, leaning in to kiss his soft, red lips, gently licking and sucking. Xu Yi’s heart raced, his mind going blank, feeling the hot movements on his lips, his waist growing weak.
So soft, so sweet, Xu Yi couldn’t help but moan as Jinyu slipped her tongue inside, guiding and intertwining with his.
Though Jinyu had previously taken his body, she had never kissed him. After rebirth, they had met few times and barely shared kisses. Xu Yi could only respond awkwardly, often lost in her kiss, his sensitive body going limp in her embrace.
Xu Yi’s subtle male fragrance made it hard for Jinyu to control herself. Her hands tightly embraced his delicate waist, their bodies pressed closely together. Xu Yi’s sleeve slid down, revealing his white wrist and smooth collarbone, ensconced in an ambiguous atmosphere…
