Yan Qingsi suddenly laughed into Yue Tingfeng’s shoulder.

  “Why are you laughing at such a serious time?”


  Yan Qingsi shook her head. “Wait. Let me finish laughing. I can’t help it.”


  Yue Tingfeng ground his teeth. “Well, hurry up then. I can’t wait much longer.”


  Yan Qingsi laughed then wiped her tears on Yue Tingfeng’s chest. She leaned over and held his hand, biting his lips between her teeth. “Yue Tingfeng,” she said, “You better love me more and love me longer……”


  Yue Tingfeng flipped over, pressing his body over hers. “You don’t have to tell me that. How am I any better than those rascals out there then?”


  It was six o’clock early in the morning. The sound of birds chirping passed through the window into the bedroom. At downstairs, Aunt Wu was in the mid of preparing breakfast, and Mrs. Yue was still on her bed.

  There was practically no difference between summer mornings and summer nights. The rising sun blinded the eyes, pierced through the glass and entered the room.

  Yan Qingsi’s hair fanned out over the pillow, its darkness contrasting against the white case. It resembled an ink wash painting.

  Her lips were a vibrant pink, and a deep red flush stained her cheeks. A layer of ice filmed over her vixen eyes, charming, alluring, and yet they radiated an indescribable sense of innocence.

  Yue Tingfeng could not contain himself just by looking at her. He was so crazy over her that a single strand of hair on her body would make him burn with desire.

  Yue Tingfeng lowered his head; his lips pressed above Yan Qingsi’s eyes.

  “I’ve buried in the trap you dug for me. I can’t escape.”


  Yan Qingsi faintly heard the low, husky murmur of Yue Tingfeng’s voice. His heavy breaths sounded in her ear. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Yue Tingfeng’s face.

  Her lips quirked at the corners; she dragged her fingernails down his back, leaving a trail of scratches. She lifted her head and pressed her lips against his. “Even if you wanted to escape, I have no intention of letting you do so……”
……

  At around nine in the morning, Mrs. Yue idly flicked through fashion trends for the fall after her breakfast. Projected trends always came out before a season’s coming, and fall was not too far off, since it was July.

  Aunt Wu emerged from the kitchen. “Should I go up and ask the young master and Miss Yan to come down and eat? Their breakfast is getting cold.”


  Mrs. Yue waved a dismissive hand. “There’s no need for that. Wait till they have no more energy to burn and they’re hungry. Then they’ll come down and eat.”


  Of course, she understood her own son.

  He would not let such a beautiful morning go to waste.

  “Then…… Special Assistant Jiang called to ask if the young master was going to work at noon. Should we give him a call?” Aunt Wu asked.

  “No need. Jiang Lai should understand.”


  “All right. Then I’ll go marketing first, Ma’am.”


  “Go on. The two will be tossing around for a long time. Help them replenish their energy in the afternoon.”


  Aunt Wu smiled warmly. “I understand……”
……

  It felt like she had exhausted all her energy after a bout of releasing her pent up desires. Yue Tingfeng carried Yan Qingsi into the bathroom, promising that they would only bathe and not do anything else.

  Yan Qingsi chuckled. As they bathed, they ended up tangled up in each other again.

  “You can’t blame me. You keep seducing me with your naked body. I am a normal man with normal emotions and normal desires,” Yue Tingfeng huffed irritably as they came out of the bathroom. “If I can restrain myself I’d say that I’m abnormal.”


  Yan Qingsi chuckled. Honestly, who was the one who took off her clothes in the first place?

  “Since we’re going in this direction, I think you better sleep alone from now on,” Yan Qingsi said, expression somber. “I’m a normal person as well. I can’t keep tempting you into sinning. It’s not very moral of me.”


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  Rich Man Yan: I’m a born sinner. Even if you didn’t tempt me, I want to sin!