Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

Chapter 231 Icy Fragrance

Jiang Yu also took the opportunity to redecorate Fan Qingyin's room.

The room was completely white before, which, while fitting the image of the aloof and cold divine messenger, inevitably gave people a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Jiang Yu used to put bright red flowers in Fan Qingyin's room every day without fail, so it's understandable that she had such thoughts.

The white curtains, which originally had a translucent iridescent sheen, were covered by a light purple veil by Jiang Yu. Some hand-woven openwork decorative fabrics were also added to the white sofa. These exquisite fabrics were strung with small red beads, adding a touch of playfulness to the originally cool and austere furnishings.

Ever since Fan Qingyin changed her hair and eye color, red has become Jiang Yu's favorite color.

Not only did they use red as an accent in the home decor of Fan Qingyin's room, but they also added many ruby ​​ornaments to Fan Qingyin's home, and even incorporated red elements into the design of her clothing.

Fan Qingyin was naturally indifferent to worldly affairs and never cared about the color of his hair or eyes. Moreover, he changed his hair color to save Xiaoyu, so he didn't care about it at all.

He tacitly approved of Jiang Yu's actions, and seeing her considerately thinking of him made him feel even happier.

After entering the room, Jiang Yu collapsed onto the sofa. She was exhausted from wandering around all day, exchanging pleasantries and dancing.

She kicked off her shoes and felt her feet were swollen. She closed her eyes, wishing she could just fall asleep right then and there.

The servants prepared the bathwater, food, and everything else needed for the evening before respectfully withdrawing. Only then did Fan Qingyin approach Jiang Yu with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence.

"Go wash up and go to bed." He then reached out and gently removed Jiang Yu's hair bun, along with the hair ornaments.

"You need to wash your hair twice, otherwise the rhinestones and glitter won't come off properly." After taking Jiang Yu's hair off, Fan Qingyin squatted down to help her take off her socks.

Jiang Yu opened her eyes, and somewhat embarrassedly pulled her feet back, but they were firmly held by her.

"Qingyin, go get me my slippers. I can take them off myself." Jiang Yu still declined, but Fan Qingyin didn't say anything and neatly pulled off the cute silk stockings with little bows next to her.

He glanced at Jiang Yu's slightly swollen toes and sighed, "I'll massage them for you later."

Now, Fan Qingyin gently helped Jiang Yu up, letting her stand on the soft carpet, and helped her take off her cumbersome dress, leaving her with only a strapless corset and lantern-style underpants underneath.

Fan Qingyin quickly took off her outer garment, her movements fluid and graceful, and before Jiang Yu could even react, she had already picked her up in a princess carry.

"Let's go, I'll give you a wash." Fan Qingyin carried Jiang Yu and strode towards the bathroom.

"Qing...Qingyin...are we going to shower together?" Jiang Yu blushed completely. Although they had showered together before, and such intimacy between husband and wife was normal, she and Qingyin hadn't been this close since their reunion, so it was inevitable that she would feel a little shy.

“Of course.” Fan Qingyin seemed very happy. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been this close to Xiaoyu. I’m even a little jealous of Yi. Xiaoyu can’t show favoritism.”

The red-haired envoy's eyes sparkled, captivating Jiang Yu for a moment. It wasn't until she was stripped naked and placed in the bathtub that she regained her senses from the sight of her husband's stunning good looks.

Jiang Yu was no longer shy. She leaned lazily against the bathtub, watching with great interest as Fan Qingyin took off her clothes, revealing her straight shoulders, firm abdomen, and long, straight legs, marveling at the wonders of the Creator.

Such a person should only exist in heaven.

"Looks like Qingyin's plumpness has gotten a bit back." Jiang Yu nodded in satisfaction, raised her hand, and took Fan Qingyin's arm. Water droplets slid down her raised arm, along the texture of her skin, past her armpit, and then, with the force of the movement, climbed up her breasts.

Fan Qingyin's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes filled with lust. He stepped into the bathtub and sat opposite Jiang Yu.

Although it's called a bathtub, it's as spacious as a small pool, with winged angel sculptures on both sides holding water jugs and constantly adding hot water into it.

This wasn't the first time Jiang Yu had played with Fan Qingyin in the bathtub, but at this moment, with her red hair wet and her eyes like those of a divine messenger filled with intoxicating wine, she looked like a fairy from the abyss of desire, or a succubus from an adult fairy tale.

More moving than ever before.

"Qingyin, you're going too far." Jiang Yu couldn't help but say, "You're like a femme fatale who brings ruin to the country. What do you mean by 'seducing the emperor to neglect his duties'? It's clearly written based on you."

Fan Qingyin chuckled and leaned closer, "If I can gain the emperor's favor, even a demon concubine can share the burden of state affairs with him."

"Oh, how greedy! Not only do you monopolize the king's favor, but you also want to control the court." Jiang Yu slowly pecked her husband's lips, her words overflowing with boundless affection.

"In that case, let's give it all to my beloved concubine." The little jokes between husband and wife are always so perfectly in sync.

Fan Qingyin embraced everything about her, even indulged her. He wanted to sweep her up to the summit like a monstrous wave, yet he always took good care of her, like a small, delicate boat.

Allow her to take the lead and be proactive, and stir up dazzling waves when she is willing to go with the flow.

They had been apart for so long that they were almost heartbroken to lose each other, so long that they could only say goodbye to each other in their hearts.

Today, Fan Qingyin was exceptionally passionate. He tirelessly demanded more, using every trick in the book to entangle himself with her, expressing with his body countless words of love that he had never spoken.

He must have loved her so much to touch and kiss every inch of her body; he must have loved her so much to be reluctant to leave any marks on her body during their long intimacy and passion.

Jiang Yu finally fell into a deep sleep amidst the cool fragrance. Fan Qingyin always carried a cool fragrance, like water, which would unknowingly envelop those who came near him.

Jiang Yu felt that this fragrance was very similar to sandalwood, but the woody scent had been stripped away. It lacked the staleness of wood and the freshness of grass, and instead had more of the crispness and purity of ice and snow.

Fan Qingyin is not entirely gentle and harmless. In order to protect everything he loves, he never hesitates to show the world his cold and rugged side.

Though the incense is cold, it is Jiang Yu's warmest harbor. This lover from the icy and snowy Aurora Empire will always shelter her from the wind and rain, keeping the harsh cold and snow outside, and protecting the sunshine and warmth in her life.

"Qingyin, I love you," Jiang Yu said before falling asleep.