Chapter 316: Chapter 316 Minister under the Skirt (38)


    The chamber was silent and serene.


    In one corner of the chamber, a soft velvet carpet was laid out, and a man lay on his side upon it, an arm slung across his waist, embraced from behind.


    The man whose eyes had been tightly closed suddenly awoke with a start and sat up.


    He gasped for air, heart pounding with residual terror from the nightmare.


    “What’s wrong?”


    Chuzheng followed him up, reaching out to touch his forehead.


    Xie Shu pulled her hand down, kissed it, and then suddenly turned around, pressing Chuzheng onto the soft velvet carpet.


    His kisses were anxious and unsettled, like a homeless little animal desperately seeking a safe haven.


    Chuzheng just held him, without any surplus actions.


    But Xie Shu was clearly not satisfied with just that.


    Chuzheng looked at him with cold eyes for a moment, then suddenly pushed him to the side, and their positions abruptly reversed.


    The dim light in the chamber, accompanied by the sound of clothing rubbing together, seemed ambiguous yet clear.


    –


    After a night of indulgence, the next day Xie Shu woke up in a daze. He sat there, lifting the velvet carpet to check his body, then looked at the clothes on the floor.


    He was like a gentleman who had been forcefully taken advantage of.


    “You…” Xie Shu stared at Chuzheng as she dressed, opening his red lips slightly.


    “You started it first,” Chuzheng said cautiously.


    Xie Shu’s ears suddenly grew hot, but his face wore a smile, “Then did I satisfy you?”


    The exceptionally handsome man wore a light smile with a gentle arch to his brows and eyes, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be brimming with laughter, making one wish to press him down again and cherish him thoroughly.


    This man…


    Chuzheng took a deep breath.


    “Not bad.”


    “‘Not bad’ means… not so great?” Xie Shu asked puzzled, “Am I that bad?”


    “It’s alright.”


    Xie Shu’s expression suddenly turned serious, “Miss Jun, do you have another man?”


    “No.” Where would she get another man from? Not everyone has a Good Person Card!


    “If not, then how do you figure I’m just alright?” Without comparison, how could she tell!?


    Chuzheng: “…”


    Isn’t ‘not bad’ supposed to be a compliment?


    Why does he still look unsatisfied?


    What’s wrong with me!!


    “Why are you not speaking? Or does Miss Jun have another man?” A dark shade flickered through Xie Shu’s beautiful eyes, as if, should she mention having another man, he would do something utterly unreasonable.


    “I don’t,” Chuzheng said coldly, “Only you.”


    “Really.”


    “Believe it or not.”


    Xie Shu: “…”


    Chuzheng picked up the clothes from the ground and threw them at him, “Get dressed.”


    Xie Shu: “…”


    Suddenly, Xie Shu flung back the velvet carpet and lay down again, turning his back to Chuzheng.


    Chuzheng: “…”


    Hey!


    You’re quite the character now, throwing a tantrum at me, even though you were the one who initiated it last night. Why does it seem like it’s my fault now?


    “Aren’t you getting up?”


    “No.”


    Xie Shu thought Chuzheng would coax him. Instead, he heard her footsteps as she left.


    The stone door of the chamber opened, then closed.


    Xie Shu suddenly sat up.


    The emptiness of the chamber plunged Xie Shu’s mood to freezing point.


    It seemed as if a wind arose within the still air.


    The darkness pooled in the man’s eyes like thick ink, tainting the light therein.


    The chamber door suddenly opened, and light flooded in, casting a slender shadow on the ground.


    Chuzheng stepped into the secret chamber and immediately got a cut on her hand.


    Chuzheng: “…”


    What is that little thing up to now!


    She looked into the chamber, where Xie Shu was leaning against the stone wall, his body unclothed, a velvet blanket casually draped over his waist, his long and straight legs exposed to the air.


    His long hair spilled over in front of him, barely concealing the mottled marks on his body.


    The scene was seductive and enchanting, enough to capture anyone’s gaze.


    Chuzheng entered with a cold face, the air parting to make way for her.


    “What are you doing?” Chuzheng pulled him over, wrapped him in the velvet blanket, not giving Xie Shu any space to play, “Aren’t you cold?”


    If he fell ill, it would end up being my trouble.


    Can’t the Good Person Card take care of himself properly?


    Xie Shu was wrapped up with no defense, only his head sticking out, looking like a silkworm pupa.


    The battle has gone poorly…


    Xie Shu was so frustrated he became withdrawn.


    His peripheral vision caught sight of the blood beads continually emerging from the back of Chuzheng’s hand; Xie Shu’s complexion changed instantly.


    He wanted to reach out but was pinned down by Chuzheng, unable to stretch his hands out from inside.


    “Does it hurt?”


    “Hm?” Hurt what?


    Following his gaze to her hand where the blood was dripping down, Chuzheng casually wiped it with something, “It doesn’t hurt, but there won’t be a next time.”


    Chuzheng fiercely threatened him, “If there’s a next time, I’ll break your legs.”


    A sudden warmth spread across the back of Chuzheng’s hand.


    Xie Shu’s tongue swept over the wound, his long eyelashes drooping, his pink tongue peeking out from between his lips, licking the skin with moisture and warmth, causing one’s body to tingle.


    Chuzheng’s face grew stern…


    [Miss, please shut your mouth!] The King’s Account suddenly roared.


    “…” Isn’t that dirty! What if my wound gets infected! Are you a dog or something!


    Chuzheng’s words were blocked by the King’s Account.


    But she promptly withdrew her hand.


    Suddenly, Xie Shu pressed towards her.


    As Chuzheng fell back, Xie Shu’s lips landed on her neck, kissing upwards slowly, each one delicate and cautious.


    Xie Shu felt the blanket wrapping him loosen slightly; his hands instantly broke free and propped themselves on either side of Chuzheng’s body.


    Xie Shu was already nude, and with the blanket coming loose, his body pressed against Chuzheng’s.


    The ambiguous air sprayed on the nape of Chuzheng’s neck, Xie Shu’s eyes gradually growing hazy, his palms tracing the curves of Chuzheng’s body.


    His fingers reached for the belt around her waist, his slender fingertips flicked gently, untying it easily.


    The scorching touch of his fingers against Chuzheng’s skin made her draw in a shallow breath; she couldn’t resist the sensations Xie Shu was bringing her.


    “Is there only me?” Xie Shu suddenly asked.


    Chuzheng was in the midst of a difficult decision, between wanting to stay still and wanting to pamper her Good Person Card, when she heard Xie Shu’s question; she instinctively answered, “No.”


    Chuzheng: “…” What did my Good Person Card just ask me?


    Xie Shu: “…” She has others besides me!?


    Xie Shu’s palm gripped Chuzheng’s waist tightly.


    Chuzheng had a bad feeling, and sure enough, the next second, her body sank.


    Xie Shu, pressing against her without moving, pushed his body down, squeezing the gap between their bodies until there was none left, whispering in her ear, “Then I wonder, Miss Jun, who else is there? Tell me about them, and I will bring them all to you; do you want their heads or their bodies?”


    Chuzheng: “…” A head would be preferable.


    No! I don’t have anyone else, okay!?!


    Chuzheng was somewhat uncomfortable but didn’t want to move.


    “Xie Shu, move a bit.”


    “I can’t,” Xie Shu said with a hint of laughter, “Miss Jun, you haven’t told me yet, besides me, who else is there?”


    “There’s no one.”


    “But you just said there was,” Xie Shu bit softly on Chuzheng’s earlobe.


    “Are you uncomfortable?” Chuzheng asked him seriously.


    Xie Shu: “…”


    Xie Shu held back, pulling back the train of thought that Chuzheng had nearly led astray.