The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Chapter 39: Confusing amorous desires in the snowy night

Ning Yuxuan had lightly kissed her neck. His warm lips made her shudder. While Ji Man was still feeling dazed, she felt something wet gently licking her.

No matter how much willpower she had, she couldn't force herself to tolerate this! After taking several deep breaths, she still couldn't restrain her impulse. With one shove, she pushed Ning Yuxuan away.

His gaze seemed somewhat confused and wasn't the same as normal. Ji Man strangely felt somewhat afraid. After she calmed herself down, she asked, "My lord, what's wrong? This servant hasn't taken a bath. This servant didn't think that you would..."

She had even said she hadn't taken a bath! But, Ning Yuxuan seemed as if he hadn't heard her words. With one hand, he pulled her body close to his and seemed as if he wanted to kiss her lips. But, he paused and there seemed to be a struggle in his eyes and his breath was heated.

"What's wrong?" Ji Man felt that there was off about him. But, a moment later, she felt there was something wrong with her body too. Her entire body felt as if it was burning. She wanted to embrace the person in front of her. Her body felt empty.

When amorous feelings were surging upwards, a person's mind would become muddle-headed. Ji Man felt very hot, and the person hugging her felt even hotter. Perhaps, the charcoal fire in her room was too exuberant. She should go extinguish it.

Right after she left the bed, the person behind her overbearingly carried her back to the bed, and pressed so closely down on her that their breath intermingled.

Their sleeping clothes were tossed from the bed and the person on top of her was unstable and edgy. Ji Man's mind was a muddled mess. Unexpectedly, she subconsciously wanted to comfort him. She stretched her hand out and patted his back.

Ning Yuxuan's eyes were red and he bit down on her clavicle. Ji Man let out a yelp of pain. Then, he suddenly became gentle again and gently licked the bite mark.

In the midst of this discombobulating period, Ji Man seemed to hear the sound of Nie Sangyu crying, but she was also laughing as she cried. It sounded miserable and plaintive. Ji Man really wanted to open her mouth and ask her what was wrong, but Ning Yuxuan had drawn her into a whirlpool and she couldn't escape.

Ji Man muddle-headedly thought; he was really proving himself to be a man with many women. He probably wouldn't make her feel too much pain. Although she had never been with someone before, she wasn't a conservative person. She didn't really care that much if she lost her first time. If she wasn't doing this with someone that she truly liked, then it didn't have any special meaning. She would just treat this experience as if she had gone out and found a prostitute.

But, just as she was about to lose herself into these sensations, the person above her carefully kissed her face and quietly called out, "Wan-er..."

Her eyes, ears, and nose seemed to suddenly return to her control. Ji Man became clear-headed. The pain of a heart curling up into a ball abruptly returned her to her senses.

This was Nie Sangyu's heart, but she was the one that felt the pain. Ji Man took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of her. Right now, he was gentler and more captivating than any other previous moment. She grimly laughed once before pushing him off the bed.

Feeling uncomfortably hot, Ji Man gritted her teeth and put on her sleeping clothes. Looking at the displeased Marquis Moyu, she helped him up and put his clothes on for him.

Ning Yuxuan just felt that he really wanted the person in front of him. There had never been a time when he failed to obtain the things that he wanted. Just as Ji Man was about to put on his belt, he pushed her hand away. With his eyebrow furrowed, he tightly embraced her again.