The bathroom alone was more spacious than their eighth-floor room, with a massage bathtub in the center larger than a bed.
“
She quickly finished using the shower room and came out, letting Meng Qingqing go wash.
It was already past seven o’clock, and the room was not lit, which made the view outside even brighter.
Yu Yi walked to the window, looking at the distant sky. It was dusk, with scattered lights beginning to glow on the ground. The twinkling lights intermingled with the sea, creating a breathtaking scene.
Meng Qingqing came over, embracing Yu Yi’s shoulders, quietly accompanying her to watch the sunset.
Until the western sky turned deep blue and the room grew increasingly dark.
He lowered his head to kiss her, and Yu Yi cooperatively turned, hooking her arms around his neck. He kissed her gently, then pulled back, his hands on her shoulders as if wanting to push her away.
Yu Yi clung to him, preventing him from leaving. She kissed his lips, exploring his mouth with her tongue, teasing and intertwining. Her hands slid from his shoulders, lightly caressing his back and waist. His back was broad, and his waist muscles firm.
Meng Qingqing suddenly pushed her away, breathing slightly heavily, saying, “If you continue, I won’t be able to hold back.”
Yu Yi laughed softly in the darkness, again embracing Meng Qingqing, whispering, “Okay.”
They were so alike; nowhere else in the world could one find another person who would understand her better. At least not in her own time and space. The secrets she had to hide from her mother and sisters, she could reveal completely to him.
Because they were of the same kind.
She wanted to be completely open with him and hoped he would be equally transparent with her.
Meng Qingqing pushed her slightly away from his embrace, carefully studying her expression, wanting to confirm the true meaning of her “okay”.
In the dim room, Yu Yi stood by the window, slowly and unhurriedly removing her clothing.
He looked down at her, watching her gradually undress in the faint light. The soft starlight and room lights from outside traced her beautiful figure, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Meng Qingqing laughed softly, his voice slightly husky, “No, I’ll do it myself.”
He removed all his clothing, casually throwing them aside. Yu Yi shyly turned her head to look out the window. He pulled her into his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her, initially gentle but quickly becoming fierce.
Meng Qingzhi knew he had said the wrong thing, and he strode up to catch her left arm, “That’s not what I meant.”
“
Yu Yi turned back and struck his wrist with her right palm. Meng Qingzhi tried to catch her wrist with his other hand, but Yu Yi blocked his hand and threw her shoulder back, breaking free of his arm. Meng Qingzhi quickly reached out with his right hand and seized her left wrist again, this time gripping more tightly.
Yu Yi gritted her teeth, pulling her left wrist back while forming a palm with her right hand, swiftly striking towards his throat. Meng Qingzhi hastily dodged to the side, simultaneously blocking her fierce attack with his palm.
In the darkness, the two engaged in close combat for several moves. Meng Qingzhi shouted low, “Stop! Are you trying to murder your husband? Every move is ruthless?”
Yu Yi coldly said, “Let go first.”
Meng Qingzhi helplessly released her left wrist, wanting to apologize and calm her down. But he saw her activate the terminal on her left arm, preparing to return to her own time and space. He quickly reached out to press cancel. Yu Yi pulled her arm back and ruthlessly struck his ribs with her right elbow. Meng Qingzhi did not dodge her elbow strike but instead reached out and turned off her terminal display.
Yu Yi, noticing he did not avoid her, hastily tried to reduce her force, but it was too late. Her right elbow still heavily struck the center of his chest.
“
Meng Qingzhi bent over, covering his chest, momentarily unable to speak from the pain.
Yu Yi was both heartbroken and angry, “Why didn’t you move away?”
Meng Qingzhi said painfully, “Let’s talk properly, don’t always run away.”
Yu Yi said, “There’s nothing to talk about, I don’t want to talk.”
Meng Qingzhi touched his chest and suddenly inhaled sharply, “Hiss! I think a rib might be broken.”
Yu Yi’s heart skipped a beat, panicking, “No way? I held back my strength, it shouldn’t break a rib.” Moreover, Meng Qingzhi was not weak; his martial skills were even half a notch stronger than hers.
Yu Yi was skeptical but, seeing him bent over and unable to stand straight, she couldn’t help but be concerned. She walked closer, “Let me take a look…” Before she could finish, Meng Qingzhi suddenly straightened up, quickly grabbing both her wrists and crossing her arms behind her back, holding her tightly in his embrace.
Yu Yi struggled, but with her hands trapped behind her back and her body pressed tightly against his, she could not exert any strength. Angrily, she said, “You tricked me again!”
Meng Qingzhi shamelessly said, “This isn’t a trick, it’s a well-intentioned lie.”
Yu Yi turned her head away in anger.
Meng Qingzhi pleaded, “Think about it, if you get angry and run back, I’d be left here all alone, how miserable would that be?”
Yu Yi lowered her head, silent. Meng Qingzhi, seeing she was no longer struggling, raised her chin with his hand, and in the moonlight, noticed the silver tearstains at the corner of her eyes. His heart ached, and he softly said, “I’m sorry, I said the wrong thing.”
Yu Yi began to sob, “I did indeed stay in the courtesan house. You didn’t say anything wrong.” In her heart, she wasn’t truly angry with Meng Qingzhi, but more ashamed and regretful about her actions. She wanted to escape because she couldn’t face him.
“I said the wrong thing,” Meng Qingzhi repeated, “But I’m not bothered by your past in the courtesan house. I just don’t want you to treat me the way you did earlier. I want to hold you and cherish you, I want us to enjoy each other happily, not have you nervously trying to please me.”
Yu Yi hugged his back, pressing her cheek against his chest, choking, “I, in the courtesan house, was only a musician and singer, I never served clients, and I never saw you as a client. I just wanted to make you happy.”
Meng Qingzhi held her chin, lifting her head, speaking gently, “It’s that simple. When you’re happy, I’m happy.”
Yu Yi didn’t know what to say. After hearing his words, she felt even more like crying.
He leaned down, gently kissing the corner of her eye, calming her down. When she stopped trembling and sobbing, he whispered softly in her ear, “Shall we try again?”
She nodded, quietly responding, “Okay.” He lifted her, carrying her to the bedroom, gently laying her down and then lying beside her.
Yu Yi felt much more at ease in the darkness, reaching out to caress his face. Meng Qingzhi turned his head to kiss her palm, then half-raised himself, kissing her lips. His hand gently stroked her neck, sliding down her shoulder, along her ribs, to her waist, lingering between her waist and hips.
Lying on top of her, his hand moved up from her waist, gently grasping her breasts. In that instant, she felt a strange sensation, involuntarily letting out a low moan. She felt ashamed; she had heard such sounds many times before and always found them disgusting. She pressed her lips together, not wanting to make such a sound.
But he was not about to let her go.
His fingertips on her chest seemed unintentional at first, but gradually became more and more provocative, either gently pressing and massaging them back and forth, or repeatedly teasing them.
Yu Yi suppressed her urge to make a sound, hooking her arms around his neck to kiss him back.
