The light in the room was limited, and the surrounding was quite dim. The night seemed like a large curtain, hiding everything in the corners of the world.

It wasn’t that they were reluctant to turn on the lights, but Zhao Qianyi did so intentionally. The situation was peculiar enough, and if the lights were brighter, everything would be clear as day.

Although lighting didn’t affect a First Grade Martial Artist, Yue Yuxi’s cultivation was sealed, and her body functioned like an ordinary person.

Zhao Qianyi only needed Yue Yuxi not to see too clearly.

She originally wanted to turn off all the lights, but Yue Yuxi disagreed, so they maintained this current state.

The room was very simple, with none of the expensive decorations.

At present, Chen Mo hadn’t given Yue Yuxi the treatment she deserved. Only after she finished helping him would he grant this request.

Without a group of people respectfully emphasizing her high status, no magnificent palaces and luxurious robes, no complex rituals, she wore only a simple robe whose color couldn’t be seen clearly in the dim light.

After getting off the bed, Yue Yuxi walked step by step towards Zhao Qianyi, a satisfied smile of a fulfilled wish on her jade white, beautiful face. She lifted Zhao Qianyi’s chin and said, "Let’s start from there."

After speaking, she leaned down slightly to kiss.

Yue Yuxi was taller than Zhao Qianyi.

Yet Zhao Qianyi pushed against her.

The force Zhao Qianyi used was not small, and Yue Yuxi, now an ordinary person, almost fell to the ground from the push. After steadying herself, she curled the corner of her mouth into a mocking smile: "Regret... mmph..."

The words were still on her lips when Zhao Qianyi suddenly appeared in front of her, cupping her head and firmly pressing her lips against hers.

Yue Yuxi’s eyes widened instantly, instinctively pushing Zhao Qianyi.

But the next second, she felt the knot on her back being untied, a chill on her body as the robe fell off.

Before she could react, Zhao Qianyi scooped her up in her arms, heading towards the bed.

"You... what are you doing?" Yue Yuxi looked at Zhao Qianyi’s handsome face, stunned. This was not what she imagined.

"Isn’t this what you wanted? This palace will now fulfill your wish." A flicker of unnoticeable panic flashed in Zhao Qianyi’s eyes, and if Yue Yuxi noticed carefully, she would find Zhao Qianyi’s hands holding her trembling slightly.

It was her first time with this kind of thing too, but she felt she couldn’t show weakness and had to take the initiative.

Afterwards, she could say it was her doing something to Yue Yuxi, not the other way around.

That way, the awkwardness wouldn’t be on her.

She wouldn’t be at a disadvantage either.

Staring at Zhao Qianyi with her emerald eyes for quite a while, Yue Yuxi’s red lips curled into a glossy charm. She raised her hands, wrapped them around Zhao Qianyi’s neck forcefully, and reversed the roles by kissing her back.

When Zhao Qianyi placed her on the bed, Yue Yuxi locked her legs around Zhao Qianyi’s waist, pulling strongly until Zhao Qianyi was also on the bed.

Her movements were very adept, first undoing Zhao Qianyi’s skirt ties, then lifting the outer robe, then the inner garment, reaching a hand inside and instantly feeling smooth, soft skin.

Zhao Qianyi’s body trembled slightly.

Yue Yuxi joked, "How strange, seems like you’re just pretending to be strong."

Saying this, she found the white rhombus knot at the back, untied it, and pulled out a long ribbon.

With the ribbon removed, Zhao Qianyi’s white inner garment was pushed up, showcasing a perfectly rounded silhouette, prominently displayed.

Yue Yuxi’s gaze was briefly surprised, then playfully looked at Zhao Qianyi, as if saying she hadn’t noticed that before.

"Much more relaxed now," Yue Yuxi said playfully. Then, with a flip, she pressed Zhao Qianyi beneath her.

Zhao Qianyi, feeling agitated, also flipped around, locked Yue Yuxi’s hands, and pressed her down, rendering her struggles useless.

With a gaze as if she wanted to devour, Zhao Qianyi glared at Yue Yuxi, her look unmistakably saying, I want to be on top.

But she was still very nervous. To hide it from Yue Yuxi, she waved a hand, extinguishing the remaining lights in the room.

"I said..." As the room turned dark, Yue Yuxi’s expression changed. Just as she was about to say something, her red lips were blocked again.

"Mmm, mmm..."

After an unknown length of time, Zhao Qianyi looked back at the dumbfounded Chen Mo, who was completely frozen, and said, "Aren’t you... coming over yet?"

The voice carried urgency, urging Chen Mo.

"Oh, oh..." Only then did Chen Mo react, looking towards the bed and freezing once again.

Zhao Qianyi had locked Yue Yuxi’s hands, pressing her underneath. Zhao Qianyi was in a crouched position, her lower body clad in a straight-cut pale-yellow long skirt, slightly tightened around the hips, showcasing her... curves impeccably.

Below were Yue Yuxi’s white, pink legs, perfectly arched calves, with crystal clear skin, exuding an alluring charm.

This scene ignited Chen Mo’s Heart Fire.

Without waiting for Zhao Qianyi to say much more, he pounced like a hungry wolf.

...

...

The winter wind rustled, the courtyard was quiet.

The beautiful scenery quietly ebbed in the night.

...

The next day.

The first light of dawn appeared.

Chen Mo dressed and opened the window, stretching lazily, letting the winter sun and cold wind hit his face.

Looking back, the room was a mess. Corsets, inner garments, and underpants were scattered everywhere, though it was easy to tell whose they were.

The curtains were slightly lifted, revealing some of the scene inside the bed.

Zhao Qianyi, who rose early, propped up her upper body with her hand, her long black hair hanging down, reaching out to pick up clothes from the ground, moving lightly to avoid being noticed, and when she discovered Chen Mo looking over, her face reddened. She pulled up the covers, took a deep breath, and slapped Yue Yuxi’s thigh, who was still asleep: "Get up."

Despite ruffling her hair, the awkwardness from being caught by Chen Mo was perfectly dispelled.

"Why not sleep a bit longer?" Chen Mo smiled gently.

Zhao Qianyi glared at Chen Mo: "This is your residence, I shouldn’t be here. It’s still early; I must leave quickly. If discovered, it would be utterly embarrassing."

"Don’t worry, no one comes here," Chen Mo said.

"Hmm," Yue Yuxi gradually awoke, feeling the cold air blowing in from outside. Her delicate body quickly shrank into the quilt.

Zhao Qianyi lifted the quilt slightly, making her get up: "We’ve had our fun, now it’s time to get to work."

"You..." At this moment, Yue Yuxi seemed like a Tiger King dethroned from her royal seat, her former majesty gone, but the fierceness of a king was still there. She glared at Zhao Qianyi.

Her bottom then received a slap, administered by Zhao Qianyi.

"Why so fierce? Get up quickly!"