Confused, Su Xi blinked, realizing the woman before him had not disappeared. “You, how are you…” His face felt warm, recalling their intimacy from the night before.
Jing Yu pulled him into her embrace, caressing his skin. “What do you want to ask?”
Su Xi shyly lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, his face slightly red.
“You usually leave early in the morning, but today you’re still here…”
“Mm, nothing to do today. Just wanted to sleep a bit longer.”
Su Xi didn’t ask further. He was a male prostitute, and she was his patron; he wasn’t to inquire about her affairs.
Jing Yu kissed Su Xi’s lips, their tongues intertwining, her hands sliding from his back to his waist, caressing and pinching him. Su Xi couldn’t help but moan, his face turning red.
Remembering how he had clung to her shoulder and moaned last night, his face turned pale. Had he done something inappropriate? Would she think he was lewd? Tears filled his eyes as he trembled, helplessly allowing Jing Yu to kiss him, feeling panicked. How could he have acted so thoughtlessly? Hadn’t he promised himself to behave?
Sensing Su Xi’s distress, Jing Yu stopped and kissed his forehead. “It’s okay.”
Su Xi lay on the bed, humming softly, lowering his eyes as tears dampened his long eyelashes, delicate as butterfly wings.
Jing Yu casually picked up a piece of clothing and draped it over herself, taking out a wooden hairpin and holding it out to him. “If you like it, keep it.”
Raising his eyes, he saw a simple yet elegant wooden hairpin with smooth, flowing lines.
He looked at Jin Yu in confusion, softly asking, “For me?”
Jin Yu nodded slightly, “Yes, for you. Do you like it?”
Su Xi’s eyes reddened as tears fell. He took the wooden hairpin, his heart filled with happiness. He had admired this hairpin while helping Jin Yu undress and had felt dejected, wondering which man she would give it to, never expecting it would be him.
Jin Yu helped him sit up, leaning him against her chest. “Let me tie up your hair.”
Su Xi blushed, shyly nodding, “Okay.”
