met free Chapter 195 Beginning
Chapter 195 Beginning
Chapter 195
The moment their lips touched, Luo Shuiyao's mind, which had been bewitched and confused, suddenly became clear for a moment. She subconsciously moved slightly, but she felt that this was not right. Just as she was about to break free and leave, a hand reached out from behind and firmly wrapped around her shoulders, as if protecting her, but also ruthlessly cutting off her escape route.
She looked up and saw Ye Yunzhou's eyes were tightly closed, revealing no other thoughts. She thought again, thinking that since it had come to this, there seemed to be nothing that could not be done. So she slowly put aside her worries, slightly opened her lips, and entangled with Ye Yunzhou.
Time slipped quietly by, Ye Yunzhou's breathing becoming increasingly rapid, his chest heaving violently, like a trapped animal, struggling on the brink of reason and desire. The woman in his arms was young and naive, her movements clumsy, yet possessed a magical power that stirred his heart into a trance. Until his patience reached its limit, his eyes concealed a fiery desire, but his hands remained gentle. One arm firmly wrapped around her slender waist, the other quietly clasped the back of her neck, delicately controlling the rhythm, guiding her step by step, gently seducing her, leading her into this passionate kiss, slowly sinking into it, lost in it, unable to return.
Time flowed slowly, and Luo Shuiyao felt herself being swept along by an invisible force. Initially, she was unaware, but when she suddenly realized it, she realized that the initiative had quietly slipped through her fingertips, like sand in the palm of your hand; the harder you hold it, the faster it slips away. Ye Yunzhou, however, was a man deeply versed in human nature and incredibly cunning. Even in his seemingly disadvantaged position, his demeanor exuded a certain languid casualness. Yet, the control hidden in his subtle movements and gentle breath was like a finely woven web, firmly grasping the situation.
Luo Shuiyao was being led by him so subtly that she felt panicked and full of self-blame, thinking that she had acted rashly and too abruptly and accidentally entered this vortex of ambiguity. Little did she know that the man in front of her was the "manipulator" behind the scenes who had quietly set up the "maze" and controlled the rhythm of everything.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Shuiyao gradually lost her strength and began to resist, "Stop... I can't breathe..."
Ye Yunzhou was reluctant to let her go, but he was afraid that his greed would alert the enemy, so he had to let her go as she wished.
Luo Shuiyao lay sprawled on Ye Yunzhou's shoulder, her hair disheveled, her lips flushed, and her breathing heavy, making her look even more adorable. It took her a while to calm down, and she recalled what had just happened. She cursed herself for being so impulsive, and looking at the person who had been forced to endure it, she felt a surge of shame. She ignored her leg injury and tried to stand up to leave, but halfway up, she felt a pain in her leg, and she fell to the side.
Ye Yunzhou had been watching her silently from the side. Seeing this, he quickly turned over and placed his hand behind her head. "You're not feeling well. I'll hold you and let you rest." Without waiting for her to reply, he stood up, picked her up, and gently placed her on the bed.
Luo Shuiyao was gently placed on the bed. She bit her lip and looked up at Ye Yunzhou quietly, but she saw that his expression was calm, as if the passionate and affectionate moments just now had never happened. Although this was what she wanted in her heart, she still felt a little uncomfortable.
Ye Yunzhou carefully set her down. After a moment's observation, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she seemed alright. Then he noticed her hair was disheveled, with a few strands draped around her fair neck, making her look rather disheveled. Without a second thought, he immediately tried to help her tidy up her messy hair.
Luo Shuiyao was immersed in her own inexplicable thoughts at the moment. She vaguely noticed Ye Yunzhou's actions. Her body reacted before her consciousness. She turned her head and subconsciously avoided it, leaving Ye Yunzhou's hand hanging in the air.
Ye Yunzhou looked at her, pursed his lips but explained in a gentle tone: "I just saw that your hair was messy, and I wanted to tidy it up for you, I didn't mean anything else. Since you are not feeling well, I will leave first."
After saying this, he took a step with his long legs, turned around neatly, and walked quickly towards the door with his sleeves fluttering. His posture was upright but revealed a bit of loneliness.
Luo Shuiyao looked at his back, hesitated again and again, and said unnaturally: "I'm just not used to people touching me, not just you, don't be angry."
Ye Yunzhou stood with his back to her. The sunlight outside shone through the doors and windows, dividing the room into two colors of light and darkness. Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and the other half was in the sunlight. Therefore, Luo Shuiyao did not notice the corners of his mouth curled up or the smile in his eyes.
Although he was delighted, his words remained as calm as usual. "I know you have no other intentions. You're sweating. I'll get you a basin of hot water so you can wash up. I'm sure your maid will be here soon."
Hearing his words, Luo Shuiyao felt her originally tense heartstrings suddenly relax. The tension that had been lingering in her heart like a fine spider's thread instantly dissipated without a trace, leaving only peace. She nodded subconsciously and said softly, "Thank you."
Ye Yunzhou acted as if he had not heard the thanks. He turned around and strode out of the room. With a push of his broad hand, the door closed steadily with a creaky sound, leaving the room alone and quiet beside Luo Shuiyao.
After Ye Yunzhou completely disappeared outside the door, Luo Shuiyao leaned back on the bed, her gaze unconsciously looking up at the roof, as if to penetrate the layers of wooden beams and gaze into the endless distance. After a moment, she closed her eyes tightly, but her heart was like a horse running wild. Ye Yunzhou's figure, his every word and every move, flashed through her mind repeatedly. A voice quietly emerged in her heart: She seemed to like him a little bit?
Upon closer inspection, the source of this affection was far more than just his good looks. Ignoring the inexplicable hostility he felt towards her when he didn't know her true identity, he had been helping her since they first met. He treated her well, every little detail, like a fine net, gently yet delicately enveloping her. Any woman would find it hard to resist such a man. He could always calmly resolve all her worries, instilling respect into their daily interactions, always accommodating and giving in to her. With such meticulous attention to detail, how could one not be drawn to him?
Thinking of this, Luo Shuiyao raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but soon she pressed them down again.
She had become entangled with him, and according to the common sense of this world, she should be with him. But she didn't dare to think about it too much. Even in modern times, the one who fell in love first was often the first to be hurt. What was even more terrifying was that this was ancient times, and men had always been very easy to withdraw from love affairs. If he got tired of it first, he could have three wives and four concubines. What would she do?