Inside Yunqi Palace.
The rustling sound of clothes being removed softly reached the ears, as 'Xiao Yinruo' lay on the bed, her head resting on a soft pillow, and her outstretched hands gently pinched his earlobe, a smile flickering in her eyes.
"You little rascal, why are you in such a hurry?" Her voice was gentle: "When you were in the Imperial Palace, didn't you have enough fun with Nanzhi and the others?"
Lu Jin'an shook his head: "Yes, I did, but now it's you, Aunt Ruo, in front of me."
He deliberately emphasized the tone of "Aunt Ruo," both to express his longing and to use the excuse of "acting along with the Master" just in case he needed to unravel her identity later.
A hint of laughter passed through Xiao Yinruo's brows, her breathing unconsciously quickened slightly with the movement of him loosening her clothing. She didn't make any extra movements, simply feeling the warmth of Lu Jin'an's fingertips brushing across her skin.
So much want, so much longing...
