Shen Yao Xing watched as his face grew redder and redder. Even though he was clearly too embarrassed to look at her, he still refused to show any sign of backing down.

Clearly he liked it very much but still had to act reluctant.

She interrupted his words: “So it’s okay at night?”

Jiang Ming Yue glanced at her, and after a good while, he nodded.

Sometimes Shen Yao Xing found this person extremely strange. He had no resistance at all in bed, whimpering and allowing her to do as she pleased, only knowing how to cry when it hurt. But once off the bed, he changed completely.

Still that reserved and cold Jiang Ming Yue, as if the person who was so alluring in bed wasn’t him.

Tsk tsk, two completely different faces in and out of bed.

Shen Yao Xing leaned close to his ear and lowered her voice: “Oh, then I’ll tell you more tonight, just don’t cry.”

Jiang Ming Yue retorted with a cold face and red ears: “I don’t cry.”

“Oh, then tell your sweat to stop running out of your eyes.”

Jiang Ming Yue glared at her with pursed lips, though the moisture in his eyes diminished any intimidating effect.

Shen Yao Xing found teasing him like this quite fun sometimes. She leaned back against the tree trunk with her hands behind her head, looking at him, suddenly pouting and blowing him a kiss from afar, then grinning foolishly.

Sure enough, the next second, the person glaring at her turned even redder, the small mole under his upturned eyes making him look even more bewitching and alluring. He silently leaned his body towards the young girl, slightly raising his beautiful chin, his beautiful eyes lightly closed, offering his lips to her face, waiting for her to take the initiative.

“What are you doing? I didn’t say I was going to kiss you,” Shen Yao Xing said teasingly on purpose.

Jiang Ming Yue slowly opened his eyes, his pitch-black pupils cold and resentful.

Shen Yao Xing chuckled softly, leaning in to capture his lips. In an instant, their tongues intertwined, swallowing each other’s saliva, until they were both panting before separating.

Jiang Ming Yue’s pink tongue tip lingered lovingly over the corner of her lips, reluctantly pecking her pink lips, until they became entangled again.

Just as they were kissing passionately, Shen Yao Xing caught sight of Qing Shu sneakily peeking at the courtyard gate from the corner of her eye. Qing Shu had only managed to poke out half her head before quickly withdrawing when she saw what the two were doing.

Shen Yao Xing hurriedly pinched the man’s shoulder, her hand pushing against his chest to separate them, a transparent strand of saliva stretching between their lips.

Jiang Ming Yue’s eyes were misty, looking at her with unsatisfied desire.

Shen Yao Xing ruffled his hair, standing up briskly and walking towards the courtyard gate.

Jiang Ming Yue raised his fingertips to lightly wipe away the moisture at the corner of his lips, his pitch-black eyes tightly glued to the young girl’s back.

Upon walking out of the courtyard, she saw the embarrassed Qing Shu standing there. Shen Yao Xing squinted at her, “How long have you been here?”

Surely this person hadn’t been peeking from the beginning? Really, what’s so interesting about watching a married couple kiss!

Shen Yao Xing vaguely felt the shame of being watched while doing such things.

Qing Shu hurriedly shook her head like a wave, “No, no, no, young miss! This servant, this servant just arrived, and only took a curious peek earlier. This servant didn’t see anything! Didn’t see anything!”

She even covered her own eyes as she spoke.

Shen Yao Xing sighed, slapping the back of her head, and asked with her arms crossed: “Do you have something to tell me?”

Since getting married, these three were all the same. If she didn’t call for them, they would never actively approach this side.

Qing Shu was still covering her eyes, honestly relaying the message, “Lady Chu has arrived at the mansion and says she wants to take you out for a meal.”

A meal?

Shen Yao Xing’s heart stirred slightly. She glanced back at the courtyard, but the man’s figure was no longer there. He must have gone back to the room.

Come to think of it, it seemed like she hadn’t left the mansion for quite a long time. Without hesitating too long, Shen Yao Xing left in the opposite direction of the courtyard, instructing before leaving: “Go tell Jiang Ming Yue in a quarter of an hour.”

“……” Qing Shu’s face immediately fell.

The scene changes, Qing Shu is standing trembling a few steps away from the man, head lowered. As she feels the surrounding air suddenly drop, her body shivers.

Jiang Ming Yue looks at the book in his hand with a calm expression, one hand lightly tapping rhythmically on the tea table. After a good while, he slowly parts his lips: “Did she say when she’d return?”

“She said within an hour……”

Shen Yao Xing indeed planned to return within an hour. It was just a meal, less than half an hour would be enough. But who knew Chu Yi would use the excuse of not seeing each other for a long time to drag her around to play everywhere. Once they got carried away, she forgot about the time. By the time she realized, it was already dark.

Shen Yao Xing rushed back without stopping, even taking a bath before returning to her own courtyard.

The night breeze was particularly cool tonight. Shen Yao Xing pushed open the door and saw the man lying on the chaise lounge, his loose ink-black hair falling onto his snow-white chest slightly revealed by his inner clothes. A candle was lit beside him, and he was holding a book in his hand.

His long eyelashes were lowered as he read attentively.

Shen Yao Xing couldn’t help but swallow, squinting and sniffing lightly. There seemed to be a certain fragrance wafting in the room, extremely pleasant yet also somewhat familiar.

She didn’t think too much about it and was about to walk over, but was stopped by the man’s cold voice, “Stop.”

The foot she had just raised froze in mid-air.

Jiang Ming Yue’s gaze left the book. He sat up, his clothes opening even more with his movement, revealing most of his chest, but he paid no attention to it, coldly looking at her, “From now on, you are not allowed to come within two steps of me.”

Shen Yao Xing blinked, directly pointing out, “You’re angry?”

Jiang Ming Yue didn’t respond to her, casually brushing away the black hair that had fallen in front of him.

Shen Yao Xing’s eyes uncontrollably fell on that large expanse of skin, feeling her hands and feet start to itch and heat up. She took a breath and apologized: “I’m sorry, I originally planned to return within an hour, who knew the sky would darken in the blink of an eye.”

Jiang Ming Yue let her explain, got up to put the book back on the bookshelf, and then returned to the inner room to rest.

Throughout the whole process, he didn’t look at her once, as if she didn’t exist at all.

Shen Yao Xing felt a bit parched. She followed him into the inner room, then leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at him pitifully, “I promise I won’t be so late next time, don’t be angry anymore?”

The closed eyes opened, and Jiang Ming Yue turned his head to look at her, his face very calm, “Tonight you are not allowed to sleep with me, nor are you allowed to leave this room.”

“Otherwise, I will have someone go kill that woman.”

That woman undoubtedly referred to Chu Yi. Feeling guilty, Shen Yao Xing didn’t dare to speak anymore, squatting by the bed and looking at him like an orphan.

The source of the heat in her body came from the fragrance in the air. On their wedding day, Jiang Ming Yue also had this kind of fragrance on him, it should have an aphrodisiac effect.

Tsk, novels always say that men’s hearts are the cruelest, and she believed it wholeheartedly at all times.