Su Qingwan left her embrace, creating some distance between them, “Really? If I hadn’t heard Yuner jiejie say all this, I would have thought Yuner jiejie had no feelings for me at all!”

“A’Wan is the person I love, how could I have no thoughts about A’Wan!” Lu Yuner suddenly thought of something and took his hand, “Let me see your hand.”

On the snow-white wrist, there were still red marks left by the belt. Lu Yuner frowned slightly, asking with concern, “Does it still hurt?”

Seeing her eyes filled with concern for him, the corners of Su Qingwan’s mouth curved into a faint smile, “Yuner jiejie doesn’t need to worry, medicine has been applied, it doesn’t hurt much anymore.”

Lu Yuner’s face showed an apologetic expression, “A’Wan, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault—”

Before she could finish speaking, her words were completely swallowed by a kiss.

Su Qingwan suddenly pressed his lips against hers, their lips intertwining and grinding against each other. His arms instinctively raised to encircle Lu Yuner’s neck and back.

Faced with the young master’s sudden action, Lu Yuner’s brows carried a faint smile as she actively engaged in the passionate, unending kiss.

The entanglement between their lips and teeth suddenly began to boil violently like boiling water, taking in all of each other’s goodness, then curling up to continuously suck on the shy, smooth flesh.

Faced with Lu Yuner’s actively initiated offensive, Su Qingwan’s kissing technique appeared somewhat inexperienced and clumsy.

At this moment, he was breathless, his chest heaving heavily, his mind gradually becoming dizzy, but he held on tighter, allowing the other to plunder.

He liked and enjoyed such a passionate kiss, and he also really liked this dominant and overbearing version of Yuner jiejie.

Ambiguous and messy breaths were exchanged between the two.

Under the other’s intentional and unintentional touches, Su Qingwan finally couldn’t withstand such surging emotions.

He involuntarily let out a blushing, heart-pounding moan.

Hearing the other’s uneven breathing, Lu Yuner finally let him go.

Looking at the slightly open lips in front of her, glistening with moisture and already starting to swell, she raised her hand and lightly touched that softness with her fingertips, regretfully saying, “It seems I’ll have to be gentler in the future.”

Su Qingwan laughed softly with joy, boldly leaning forward to gently bite the finger at his lips, extending his wet, slippery tongue to continuously suck on that finger. The ambiguous atmosphere was instantly permeated with a sensual air, and seeing this scene, Lu Yuner couldn’t help but narrow her eyes.

When he finally released her finger, Yuner jiejie’s finger had become wet and glistening with water after his playful ministrations.

Su Qingwan’s face was flushed red. At this moment, he had long since abandoned all sense of propriety and shame, instead resembling a male courtesan deliberately trying to please a woman for her favor.

Looking at the silver thread drawn between his lips, Lu Yuner’s gaze suddenly deepened as she asked, “Did you learn this from that ‘Art of the Bedchamber’ book?”

“No,” Su Qingwan shook his head, shyly saying, “I learned this from Yuner jiejie.”

Lu Yuner was slightly taken aback, not yet having reacted, “…”

Su Qingwan took out a handkerchief to wipe her moist fingers, embarrassedly saying, “Does Yuner jiejie remember the days when we stayed at Old Man Li’s house after our encounter with danger? That day when my hand was accidentally cut, you… I just felt that sensation was extraordinarily comfortable, and I wanted Yuner jiejie to experience it too.”

After wiping her hand clean, Su Qingwan raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly before he smiled shyly, “Yuner jiejie, did it feel good?”

Lu Yuner pulled him into her arms again, taking a slight sniff and finding the fragrance on his body even more pleasant, “A’Wan, what are you thinking about in that little head of yours all day? You shouldn’t read those books anymore, they seem to have corrupted you.”

Not getting an answer, Su Qingwan continued to ask, “Yuner jiejie, did it feel good or not?”

Looking at this handsome face, she couldn’t help but think how many women must have fallen at his feet, and now he was serving her in this way, giving her a feeling of great fortune.

Lu Yuner nodded with a smile in her eyes, “Mm.”

Suddenly, Lu Yuner remembered the important matter at hand, “Did you tell aunt and uncle about me being drugged?”

Su Qingwan immediately lost his smile, a piercing light flashing in his eyes, “No.”

He had actually wanted to tell uncle, but without Yuner jiejie’s permission, he naturally didn’t dare to say anything.

Lu Yuner lowered her eyes and said, “It’s good that you didn’t say anything. Not a single word of today’s events should be leaked to outsiders. Aunt has a deep friendship with the Tang family, and the Tang family helped aunt in earlier years. Out of consideration for past sentiments, we’ll preserve Young Master Tang’s last shred of dignity and not mention this matter again.”

“I never thought Young Master Tang would be such a person, daring to secretly drug Yuner jiejie.” Su Qingwan’s eyes flickered, and thinking of something, he clutched her clothes and anxiously asked, “Did he touch Yuner jiejie?”

Lu Yuner’s expression faltered, and she honestly said: “A’Wan, at that time I was drugged and my whole body was weak. I pushed him away forcefully, but… he just hugged me once, nothing else happened.”

“He hugged you.” Su Qingwan’s pitch-black eyes glinted with a thin layer of coldness: “If Yuner jiejie hadn’t told me beforehand, I would have really wanted to ruin his reputation.”

For someone who dared to covet what was his, even killing would not be too much.

Knowing the young master’s temperament, Lu Yuner said seriously: “A’Wan, don’t act recklessly. I’ve already warned him that if he persists, I won’t show him any mercy.”

Su Qingwan saw that she was still wearing her original clothes, which must still have traces of another man’s scent. He wanted to undo her clothes, but was stopped by Lu Yuner, “A’Wan, stop, what are you doing?”

Su Qingwan’s round, clear eyes flashed with anger: “Yuner jiejie, the smell on you is so unpleasant, I don’t like it. Can I change your clothes for you?”

Seeing that he was jealous, Lu Yuner allowed him to change her clothes: “Mm.”

Su Qingwan was still unsatisfied: “We’ll have to take a good bath when we get back to Qinsi Garden.”

Lu Yuner smiled indulgently: “Alright, whatever A’Wan says.”

After having dinner at the Mu residence, as they were leaving, Lu Yuner was called aside by her uncle for a private conversation. The content was all about treating the young master well, spending more time with him, and so on. It was clear that her uncle really liked the young master.

At the same time, he told her to be mindful of the young master’s feelings and not to bully him.

She didn’t realize it at the time, but later understood that her uncle must have seen the marks left on the young master’s lips.