The following dawn, the light of springtime sun filled the bedroom.
Xiaoxiao slowly opened her eyes over the chest that rose and fell steadily and powerfully, feeling that mesmerizing presence, only to quickly blush when she saw the state of the room: the blanket and towel that had been kicked to the floor, and the messy scarlet of the bedding.
Last nightly instantly rewound like a movie that she would never forget for the rest of her life.
“Scoundrel…”
Every time she remembered those moves of her loved one that left her heart throbbing—that firm and deep penetration and a never-before-experienced tenderness, Xiaoxiao could not help leaning on to Qin Ruo’s chest again. Quietly, she soaked in as their pulse beat almost in synchrony, murmured a complaint and lazily drew circles over that chest, her expression one of blissful intoxication.
She certainly did not know what she was asking for with that.
In seconds…
“Ah!”
A surprised exclamation, and in a daze, Xiaoxiao was abruptly pinned down by the man who was beneath him.
A burning warmth welled upon her: there were short, rapid breaths, a wild gaze and that familiar heaviness, almost scaring her from leveling her gaze at Qin Ruo, who had been jolted awake.
Those wild eyes that had an unparalleled glitter also embodied clear, unconcealed passion—as if looking into Xiaoxiao’s heart. Breaths were held amidst a rising panic, with the feeling of being pressed down by a warm flame, and themselves the moth…
At first, Qin Ruo had been startled, waking up although her brain still maintains clarity, unconsumed by desire. Xiaoxiao’s reaction that appeared rather guilty, however, grew Qin Ruo’s lust infinitely—that feeble expression that drew compassion, her rushed breathing that magnified seduction immeasurably.
And the snowy skin that was swiftly flushing, and those sensational curves.
Without hesitation, with a savagery that carried the breath of dawn, he lowered himself with no lack of tenderness.
“Mmm!”
Xiaoxiao’s face was bright red, embarrassed from that abashing moan. She clearly had not resolved herself for complete metamorphosis from being a maiden. Perhaps due to that pair of bright, searing eyes that held unconcealed emotions, or perhaps last night had granted the concealment of the night’s colors, there had been no such impact in the naked exchange before now.
As the captivating sense of fulfillment welled once more, the gentle, slow movements and the clear image leveled a greater impact than the night before, waves of discomfiting moans echoing in the bedroom where spring’s light swirled once again.
In between, the alarm clock dutifully attempted to rouse its owner even as he delved into daytime smut, and was hence mercilessly slapped and silenced amidst the ringing.
A dozen minutes passed. As Xiaoxiao struggled out of bed, she was pulled back into it with a pair of stronger arms…
“Hmmm…”
“No, you’re the worst… I’m going to be late for work.”
After an enchanting entanglement, Xiaoxiao protested in Qin Ruo’s arms.
“No, you’re hurt,” Qin Ruo declared the futile of her resistance. “Rest for the day.”
“No way, urgh… Everyone knows I’ve brought you home yesterday. I’ll be everyone’s laughing stock at work…” Xiaoxiao forcefully resisted the teasing hands over her, groaning lovably for mercy.
“Heh. It’ll be better for them to know, or they’ll still keep slipping love letters to you.” Qin Ruo’s overbearing tone and unrestrained movements were about to overpower Xiaoxiao.
“Don’t forget that you still have to visit Xinyu today, and Sis Iri gave you a week’s leave.” Calming herself, Xiaoxiao reminded him, speaking softly into his ears.
At the mention of Xin Yu, Qin Ruo unwittingly tightened his embrace over the beauty in his arms…
“The flight’s tomorrow. Today, I’ll be keeping an eye on you—you’re not going anywhere.”
Seemingly realizing something as well, there was a hint of regret flashing in Xiaoxiao’s eyes as she cleverly turned the topic to today’s meals…
“I’m calling for delivery. What do you want?”
“Sweetheart cake.”
“You’ll get fat…”
As soon as the words were spoken, Qin Ruo was kicked harmlessly on the foot.
Thus, bodies were exposed, and a third round of intimacies began.
***
When Xiaoxiao returned to the game with an air of girliness, still troubled by a certain overbearing man who selfishly applied three-days leave for her…
Just as Qin Ruo made a call expressly to Sister Iri…
It was fine at first with the greetings, but then came the congratulations and whatnot—was that the way to ask after a subordinate who had been taken ill? Now, she really did not know how to face Sister Iri.
What was worse, Luo Qin and his band of rascals in Finance heard the news too, leaving her truly bewildered about how she should act after the three-days leave…
“Scoundrel!”
Back in the game, her distracted self as she joined a party to level up caught Violetmoon Devilite’s attention in the channel…
“Sister Xiaoxiao.”
There was no reply.
“Sister Xiaoxiao?”
“Ah?”
Xiaoxiao, jolted by the slightly raised voice, turned toward Violetmoon Devilite’s puzzled gaze, swiftly looking around at the situation in the field while discreetly concealing her little panic inside.
“What is it? Devilite.”
“Sister Xiaoxiao, you seem to have a load in your mind. Aren’t you being weird today?” Violetmoon Devilite asked pointedly, staring slyly as Xiaoxiao glowed. “By the way, you didn’t even greet us once, or even come online yesterday—don’t you owe us an explanation?”
Already diffident, Xiaoxiao blushed at Violetmoon Devilite’s interrogation, startled as if a cat which had its tail stepped on. “Devilite, did the blabbermouths Luo Qian and Brother Da tell you something about us?”
“Who’s Luo Qian?”
Devilite was dumbstruck.”
“That big mouthed Dinosaurcerer.”
“Oh, so he’s Luo Qian… Huh. What does he have to do with this?”
“Ah. Oh. Nothing. Yesterday—yesterday, I was unwell, rested for the day.” Xiaoxiao threw out an excuse.
It was a pity, however, that while it worked on Violetmoon Devilite, Gold Digger Babe, who was beside them did not buy into it easily—she was a vixen not to be fooled easily.
“Sister Xiaoxiao, that’s not true. Were you really sick yesterday?” The silly girl asked, joining them. “Why do I feel like you are especially spirited today, then? Look, you’re even prettier than usual…”
At those words, Violetmoon Devilite realized that it was true: although Xiaoxiao appeared to be out of it just now, she certainly appeared much more vibrant and charming than usual.
“Xiaoxiao. Are you in a relationship?”
Xiaoxiao touched her own face, her face already a guilty bright-red at Violetmoon Devilite’s question before she could focus again.
“Ah, that’s not exactly correct. I think you’re in a passionate relationship.”
“Silly girl. What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Who, me?” Gold Digger Babe threw up her hands and smiled craftily. “Hehe. Looks like Brother Qin wasn’t online yesterday either, who knows if he’s unwell too… or was he caring for you?”
“Damn you, girl. Who told you that?”
Xiaoxiao no longer dared to look into Gold Digger Babe’s eyes—she seemed to know a lot.
“My sister.” Gold Digger Babe replied confidently…
Li Lanlan!
It was only then that Xiaoxiao remembered that that girl’s sister, Li Lanlan was there. In fact, it was her and her Finance Department colleagues who got Qin Ruo drunk, leaving him so intoxicated he had to be carried home.
The night before last was her doing…
But once she remembered her present relationship with Qin Ruo now, not only was Xiaoxiao not angry with Li Lanlan, she was a little thankful. If not for her, that dullard would have kept pretending, afraid of facing his own feelings.
“Eh, you’re smiling, Sister Xiaoxiao. Ha! My sister was right—that night, you guys must have… hehe…”
Gold Digger Babe’s seeming epiphany left Xiaoxiao panicking again, who glared at her rebukingly.
“Cease the nonsense. Your Brother Qin is in Beijing.”
“Beijing?” Violetmoon Devilite’s eyes twinkled. “What’s Brother Qin doing in Beijing?”
“Something about visiting a girl named Xinyu.” Gold Digger Babe pursed herself, tactfully ceasing her probing as she followed the shift of conversation.
With the surgery completed, Xiaoxiao did not have to hide the matter from everyone, and so quickly told everyone about Qin Ruo and Xinyu.
“Brother Qin is such a dutiful man… Sister Xiaoxiao, I do envy you.”
“He’s the worst,” Xiaoxiao mumbled, blushing as she never imagined that she could not keep it from Violetmoon Devilite.
“Yeah, yeah. Women often lie when it comes to their men, we understand that right—Babe?”
“Um-hmm.” Gold Digger Babe nodded in agreement, folding her hands across her chest.
The two ladies then chatted some more with Xiaoxiao. Then, when they understood that Qin Ruo had brought his Virtuhelm to Beijing and would be entering the game at night when he was free, they sighed in relief.
“What is it?”
Xiaoxiao quickly caught their reaction. “Why you ask?”
“Eh?”
Gold Digger Babe shared a glance with Violetmoon Devilite and asked, puzzled, “You don’t know, Sister Xiaoxiao?”
“Know what? Tell me.”
Xiaoxiao felt a slight sinking feeling in her heart: Ruo just left and something already happened to the clan?
“So, it’s like this: yesterday, Brother Dinosurcerer and his brothers in the Violent Army Clan found a spectral lair yesterday, with many specters and liches in it… But when they were about to call others to take down the lich…”
The more Xiaoxiao listened on, the more her pretty bows were knotted together.
The Order of the Eight Gods.
She had heard of the clan before. After Fallen Angels became famous, that clan did not appear as imposing as before, and were much more discreet as if having their tails between their legs.
Therefore, with Violent Army Clan on the rise again, they were now one of the leading established clans even though they did not compare to the former League Clans, boasting abilities that were not to be underestimated. Furthermore, with Homme Fatale and Dinosaurcerer watching over them, their reputation would not lose out to most large clans, while their general ability would certainly not be beneath the Order of the Eight Gods!
And according to what everyone knew, Violent Army Clan was a sibling clan to Fallen Angels Clan with close links to Scarlet Bauhinia. How would the Order of the Eight Gods dare to make a deliberate move against Violent Army Clan? And to trample all over Dinosaurcerer?
Xiaoxiao’s brow wrinkled.
She knew from her instincts that some conspiracy lay behind the scenes…
The following dawn, the light of springtime sun filled the bedroom.
Xiaoxiao slowly opened her eyes over the chest that rose and fell steadily and powerfully, feeling that mesmerizing presence, only to quickly blush when she saw the state of the room: the blanket and towel that had been kicked to the floor, and the messy scarlet of the bedding.
Last nightly instantly rewound like a movie that she would never forget for the rest of her life.
“Scoundrel…”
Every time she remembered those moves of her loved one that left her heart throbbing—that firm and deep penetration and a never-before-experienced tenderness, Xiaoxiao could not help leaning on to Qin Ruo’s chest again. Quietly, she soaked in as their pulse beat almost in synchrony, murmured a complaint and lazily drew circles over that chest, her expression one of blissful intoxication.
She certainly did not know what she was asking for with that.
In seconds…
“Ah!”
A surprised exclamation, and in a daze, Xiaoxiao was abruptly pinned down by the man who was beneath him.
A burning warmth welled upon her: there were short, rapid breaths, a wild gaze and that familiar heaviness, almost scaring her from leveling her gaze at Qin Ruo, who had been jolted awake.
Those wild eyes that had an unparalleled glitter also embodied clear, unconcealed passion—as if looking into Xiaoxiao’s heart. Breaths were held amidst a rising panic, with the feeling of being pressed down by a warm flame, and themselves the moth…
At first, Qin Ruo had been startled, waking up although her brain still maintains clarity, unconsumed by desire. Xiaoxiao’s reaction that appeared rather guilty, however, grew Qin Ruo’s lust infinitely—that feeble expression that drew compassion, her rushed breathing that magnified seduction immeasurably.
And the snowy skin that was swiftly flushing, and those sensational curves.
Without hesitation, with a savagery that carried the breath of dawn, he lowered himself with no lack of tenderness.
“Mmm!”
Xiaoxiao’s face was bright red, embarrassed from that abashing moan. She clearly had not resolved herself for complete metamorphosis from being a maiden. Perhaps due to that pair of bright, searing eyes that held unconcealed emotions, or perhaps last night had granted the concealment of the night’s colors, there had been no such impact in the naked exchange before now.
As the captivating sense of fulfillment welled once more, the gentle, slow movements and the clear image leveled a greater impact than the night before, waves of discomfiting moans echoing in the bedroom where spring’s light swirled once again.
In between, the alarm clock dutifully attempted to rouse its owner even as he delved into daytime smut, and was hence mercilessly slapped and silenced amidst the ringing.
A dozen minutes passed. As Xiaoxiao struggled out of bed, she was pulled back into it with a pair of stronger arms…
“Hmmm…”
“No, you’re the worst… I’m going to be late for work.”
After an enchanting entanglement, Xiaoxiao protested in Qin Ruo’s arms.
“No, you’re hurt,” Qin Ruo declared the futile of her resistance. “Rest for the day.”
“No way, urgh… Everyone knows I’ve brought you home yesterday. I’ll be everyone’s laughing stock at work…” Xiaoxiao forcefully resisted the teasing hands over her, groaning lovably for mercy.
“Heh. It’ll be better for them to know, or they’ll still keep slipping love letters to you.” Qin Ruo’s overbearing tone and unrestrained movements were about to overpower Xiaoxiao.
“Don’t forget that you still have to visit Xinyu today, and Sis Iri gave you a week’s leave.” Calming herself, Xiaoxiao reminded him, speaking softly into his ears.
At the mention of Xin Yu, Qin Ruo unwittingly tightened his embrace over the beauty in his arms…
“The flight’s tomorrow. Today, I’ll be keeping an eye on you—you’re not going anywhere.”
Seemingly realizing something as well, there was a hint of regret flashing in Xiaoxiao’s eyes as she cleverly turned the topic to today’s meals…
“I’m calling for delivery. What do you want?”
“Sweetheart cake.”
“You’ll get fat…”
As soon as the words were spoken, Qin Ruo was kicked harmlessly on the foot.
Thus, bodies were exposed, and a third round of intimacies began.
***
When Xiaoxiao returned to the game with an air of girliness, still troubled by a certain overbearing man who selfishly applied three-days leave for her…
Just as Qin Ruo made a call expressly to Sister Iri…
It was fine at first with the greetings, but then came the congratulations and whatnot—was that the way to ask after a subordinate who had been taken ill? Now, she really did not know how to face Sister Iri.
What was worse, Luo Qin and his band of rascals in Finance heard the news too, leaving her truly bewildered about how she should act after the three-days leave…
“Scoundrel!”
Back in the game, her distracted self as she joined a party to level up caught Violetmoon Devilite’s attention in the channel…
“Sister Xiaoxiao.”
There was no reply.
“Sister Xiaoxiao?”
“Ah?”
Xiaoxiao, jolted by the slightly raised voice, turned toward Violetmoon Devilite’s puzzled gaze, swiftly looking around at the situation in the field while discreetly concealing her little panic inside.
“What is it? Devilite.”
“Sister Xiaoxiao, you seem to have a load in your mind. Aren’t you being weird today?” Violetmoon Devilite asked pointedly, staring slyly as Xiaoxiao glowed. “By the way, you didn’t even greet us once, or even come online yesterday—don’t you owe us an explanation?”
Already diffident, Xiaoxiao blushed at Violetmoon Devilite’s interrogation, startled as if a cat which had its tail stepped on. “Devilite, did the blabbermouths Luo Qian and Brother Da tell you something about us?”
“Who’s Luo Qian?”
Devilite was dumbstruck.”
“That big mouthed Dinosaurcerer.”
“Oh, so he’s Luo Qian… Huh. What does he have to do with this?”
“Ah. Oh. Nothing. Yesterday—yesterday, I was unwell, rested for the day.” Xiaoxiao threw out an excuse.
It was a pity, however, that while it worked on Violetmoon Devilite, Gold Digger Babe, who was beside them did not buy into it easily—she was a vixen not to be fooled easily.
“Sister Xiaoxiao, that’s not true. Were you really sick yesterday?” The silly girl asked, joining them. “Why do I feel like you are especially spirited today, then? Look, you’re even prettier than usual…”
At those words, Violetmoon Devilite realized that it was true: although Xiaoxiao appeared to be out of it just now, she certainly appeared much more vibrant and charming than usual.
“Xiaoxiao. Are you in a relationship?”
Xiaoxiao touched her own face, her face already a guilty bright-red at Violetmoon Devilite’s question before she could focus again.
“Ah, that’s not exactly correct. I think you’re in a passionate relationship.”
“Silly girl. What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Who, me?” Gold Digger Babe threw up her hands and smiled craftily. “Hehe. Looks like Brother Qin wasn’t online yesterday either, who knows if he’s unwell too… or was he caring for you?”
“Damn you, girl. Who told you that?”
Xiaoxiao no longer dared to look into Gold Digger Babe’s eyes—she seemed to know a lot.
“My sister.” Gold Digger Babe replied confidently…
Li Lanlan!
It was only then that Xiaoxiao remembered that that girl’s sister, Li Lanlan was there. In fact, it was her and her Finance Department colleagues who got Qin Ruo drunk, leaving him so intoxicated he had to be carried home.
The night before last was her doing…
But once she remembered her present relationship with Qin Ruo now, not only was Xiaoxiao not angry with Li Lanlan, she was a little thankful. If not for her, that dullard would have kept pretending, afraid of facing his own feelings.
“Eh, you’re smiling, Sister Xiaoxiao. Ha! My sister was right—that night, you guys must have… hehe…”
Gold Digger Babe’s seeming epiphany left Xiaoxiao panicking again, who glared at her rebukingly.
“Cease the nonsense. Your Brother Qin is in Beijing.”
“Beijing?” Violetmoon Devilite’s eyes twinkled. “What’s Brother Qin doing in Beijing?”
“Something about visiting a girl named Xinyu.” Gold Digger Babe pursed herself, tactfully ceasing her probing as she followed the shift of conversation.
With the surgery completed, Xiaoxiao did not have to hide the matter from everyone, and so quickly told everyone about Qin Ruo and Xinyu.
“Brother Qin is such a dutiful man… Sister Xiaoxiao, I do envy you.”
“He’s the worst,” Xiaoxiao mumbled, blushing as she never imagined that she could not keep it from Violetmoon Devilite.
“Yeah, yeah. Women often lie when it comes to their men, we understand that right—Babe?”
“Um-hmm.” Gold Digger Babe nodded in agreement, folding her hands across her chest.
The two ladies then chatted some more with Xiaoxiao. Then, when they understood that Qin Ruo had brought his Virtuhelm to Beijing and would be entering the game at night when he was free, they sighed in relief.
“What is it?”
Xiaoxiao quickly caught their reaction. “Why you ask?”
“Eh?”
Gold Digger Babe shared a glance with Violetmoon Devilite and asked, puzzled, “You don’t know, Sister Xiaoxiao?”
“Know what? Tell me.”
Xiaoxiao felt a slight sinking feeling in her heart: Ruo just left and something already happened to the clan?
“So, it’s like this: yesterday, Brother Dinosurcerer and his brothers in the Violent Army Clan found a spectral lair yesterday, with many specters and liches in it… But when they were about to call others to take down the lich…”
The more Xiaoxiao listened on, the more her pretty bows were knotted together.
The Order of the Eight Gods.
She had heard of the clan before. After Fallen Angels became famous, that clan did not appear as imposing as before, and were much more discreet as if having their tails between their legs.
Therefore, with Violent Army Clan on the rise again, they were now one of the leading established clans even though they did not compare to the former League Clans, boasting abilities that were not to be underestimated. Furthermore, with Homme Fatale and Dinosaurcerer watching over them, their reputation would not lose out to most large clans, while their general ability would certainly not be beneath the Order of the Eight Gods!
And according to what everyone knew, Violent Army Clan was a sibling clan to Fallen Angels Clan with close links to Scarlet Bauhinia. How would the Order of the Eight Gods dare to make a deliberate move against Violent Army Clan? And to trample all over Dinosaurcerer?
Xiaoxiao’s brow wrinkled.
She knew from her instincts that some conspiracy lay behind the scenes…
