Jiang Ming Yue’s eyes were filled with laughter as he stared straight at her. Just as Shen Yao Xing felt her scalp was about to explode from being stared at, he said with undisguised pleasure, “What did you say you wanted me to help with earlier?”

“Help me……”

“Alright.”

Before Shen Yao Xing could finish speaking, he had already agreed, so quickly that she choked on her words.

The man’s smiling expression looked exactly like a cat that had been petted to contentment, rolling over to show its soft belly, hoping she would continue to coax it.

The oblivious Shen Yao Xing completely ignored the greed in his eyes. Seeing that he had agreed, she hurriedly pulled him towards the exit, “Then quickly, I’m in such a hurry!”

Jiang Ming Yue allowed her to pull him along, his gaze moving down to fix on where their skin touched, that spot burning hot.

Avoiding surveillance was so simple for Jiang Ming Yue that it didn’t even count as a small matter. The arrangements were made quickly, and soon Bai Sha, disguised as someone else, mixed in with a group of death soldiers and quietly left Changshenglou.

Shen Yao Xing breathed a sigh of relief. As long as things went smoothly, she believed there would soon be changes in the capital. Before that, she had to ensure the Shen mansion was safe.

As she was lost in thought, the palm of her hand hanging at her side began to itch slightly, forcibly pulling her thoughts back. Shen Yao Xing shuddered and turned her head to see the man lowering his long eyelashes, his fingers drawing circles in her palm.

There wasn’t a hint of romantic sentiment, he was simply trying to attract her attention.

Shen Yao Xing couldn’t help but step back, rubbing her palm against her clothes. She shifted her gaze slightly, not daring to look directly into those eyes that were so scorching they seemed about to melt her. “Um, thank you.”

For being willing to help her so much.

Jiang Ming Yue stared fixedly at the young woman’s face. That usually carefree to the point of being heartless expression finally showed some change. Even if it was just gratitude, it made his heart warm.

He had never thought he would have such a day. Before meeting her, he stood high above, taking pleasure in killing people and raising venomous insects. No one dared to challenge him, nor could anyone approach him alive. For him, the joy of living was to appreciate the painful expressions of those people.

He had never thought about the love between men and women, nor had he ever imagined his own feelings would be so humble, trying his utmost to please, not seeking anything in return, humble to the point of self-mockery.

The frightening thing was, he relished it.

“How do you plan to repay me?” Jiang Ming Yue looked up, his eyes like shattered crystals, glittering with fine fragments of light.

Shen Yao Xing was attracted by his beautiful eyes, and it took her a good while to find her voice again, “What… what do you want?”

Jiang Ming Yue’s gaze swept from her forehead all the way down, finally stopping on those slightly pale lips. He raised his hand and pressed hard, only reluctantly withdrawing his hand when the lips had climbed back to a blood color.

The desire in his eyes was completely undisguised.

“……” Shen Yao Xing’s ears grew hot, her eyes darting around, trying to divert his attention with something else.

But it was no use.

Shen Yao Xing closed her eyes briefly, finally sighing and compromising, “Can we go somewhere else?” Then the two moved from under everyone’s scrutiny to Jiang Ming Yue’s bedchamber.

The two sat sideways facing each other on the edge of the chaise lounge, but she was so nervous her hands were shaking. Just as she was thinking of closing her eyes and getting it over with, the person opposite suddenly raised his hand to stop her face, his fingers pointing towards a simple yet luxurious writing desk on the other side.

“Let’s go over there.”

“……” What, is the feng shui better there? It’s just a kiss, why make such a ceremony of it?

Though she grumbled inwardly, Shen Yao Xing still followed him to change positions. However, their original sitting posture changed to kneeling, and face to face, there was now some distance between their faces. To kiss, one side would have to lean in actively.

Obviously, the man had no intention of taking the initiative.

After struggling for a moment, Shen Yao Xing, with a somewhat self-destructive air, placed her hands on the ground on either side of the man, her body from the knees up leaning completely forward. Neither of them closed their eyes. As she drew closer, those narrow beautiful eyes gradually became fascinated.

Until they were completely pressed together, his body trembled. He could no longer bear it, closed his eyes, and eagerly extended his tongue to lick and press against her lips, while raising his hand to hold the back of her head.

The hands supporting her on the ground almost gave way. Shen Yao Xing made a few muffled sounds, forced to endure a wave of licking.

This wasn’t the end of it, this person was getting even more presumptuous, trying to delve inside. She gritted her teeth, not allowing it.

Jiang Ming Yue moved away slightly, looking at her with eyes deep and bottomless, “You must have something else to ask of me, right?” He affectionately rubbed his nose tip against the young woman’s cheek, murmuring, “I can agree to anything for you.” Feeling the young woman’s momentary daze, he immediately pried open her mouth, like a desert traveler who had been thirsty for a long time finally finding sweet water to quench his thirst, eagerly meeting her.

The two flushed faces kissed inseparably, the saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths glittering with shameful light.

Just as Shen Yao Xing was being kissed dizzy, this person finally… changed positions.

He suddenly pulled her onto his lap in a kneeling position, his long arm across her thighs, supporting half of her body high. Then he continued in a reverent posture from below upwards.

To be honest, as they kept kissing, it became quite comfortable.

And this person’s cold fragrance was extremely pleasant.

Unconsciously, or perhaps instinctively, Shen Yao Xing began to slowly respond to him.

“…mm…” Jiang Ming Yue was so pleased his eyes turned red at the corners, his hands holding her body even tighter, as if wanting to fuse her into his bones.

Who knows how long they kissed, Shen Yao Xing felt her mouth was sore from kissing when he finally reluctantly moved away. As soon as her mouth was free, his first words were “Once this matter is over, we’ll get married.” He seemed to be just informing her.

Shen Yao Xing sat to one side, wiping the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, glancing at him.

That satisfied and excited look made Shen Yao Xing unable to refuse him.

Jiang Ming Yue’s hand wrapped around her, leaning against her body like a well-fed cat, affectionately nestling against her, lightly nuzzling her neck.

“If you don’t marry me, I’ll turn you into a corpse puppet.” He threatened coquettishly.