After dinner, Xie Yier was in no rush.
She stood up, wrapped in a silk robe, and lazily walked toward the bedroom.
โGet some good rest, my Little Ai.โ Leaving behind these meaningful words, Xie Yier returned to the bedroom, slipped off her clothes, and went to the bathroom to soak in the bath.
But for Aier outside the doorโฆ her ordeal was only just beginning.
Aier gradually felt an indescribable heat starting to spread from her stomach, surging and roaring along her veins.
In just a moment, she felt her cheeks burning as if on fire, unbearably hot, and it seemed as if she could hear the rush of blood roaring in her ears.
Her heart was no longer under her control, pounding heavily and fiercely against her chest, each beat as clear as a drum.
She was like a caged beast, pacing restlessly in the bedroom lined with expensive carpets.
The room was warm and comfortable, but for Aier, it was almost suffocating.
So hotโฆ her body felt unbearably feverish, as if something inside was trying to break out.
She tugged at her collar, trying to let more air in, but it was futile.
That restless agitation from deep within was like countless tiny ants crawling and gnawing along her veins.
One moment, Aier collapsed onto the huge, soft bed, tossing and turning in agitation; the next, she rushed to the bedside, pressing her burning forehead against the window glass to cool off.
Fine beads of sweat uncontrollably seeped from every part of her body, soaking the inner lining and collar of her shirt.
In the bathroom, amid the faint sound of water, Xie Yierโs delighted humming could be heard.
Through the wall, she could vaguely hear the various noises made by the little beast outside, tormented by her burning body.
Imagining Aierโs current embarrassment, Xie Yierโs smile deepened, her fingers twirling her damp black hair.
She was in no hurry at all, not yet at the perfect moment for her entrance.
Thinking this, her gaze fell upon a Crystal Bottle in her hand, filled with pink Potion.
After what felt like an eternity, a graceful figure emerged from the bathroom, surrounded by steamy mist.
Xie Yier stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet, her snow-white, slender feet exposed. She wore only a thin, soft, pure white towel, barely wrapping her alluring curves.
Her damp black hair hung over her shoulders, droplets of water sliding down her exquisite collarbone, rolling over her delicate, taut skin, and finally disappearing at the edge of the towel.
โLittle Aiโฆโ Her lazy voice was laced with the soft charm unique to the steamy air, deliberately drawing out the syllables.
And Aier, just as Xie Yier had anticipated, had already slid helplessly down onto the carpet by the big bed, gripping the edge of the high bed with both hands, revealing only half of her flushed face and a pair of eyes.
Those emerald green eyes were now moist and hazy, their corners tinged with crimson, firmly locked onto the figure at the door, as if she had stepped out draped in moonlight.
That gaze was like a dying traveler in the desert, suddenly discovering a clear, sweet oasis spring.
โOh?โ Xie Yier raised an eyebrow and approached soundlessly on her bare feet. โWhy are you looking at your Master with those eyes? Do you want something?โ
She stopped just within Aierโs reach, her fingertips brushing aside her wet hair.
This action, at this moment, was like detonating a bomb to the Aier who was now entirely ruled by desire.
At the same time, she caught a whiff of a sweet, cloying scent.
It was unfamiliar, coming from Xie Yier, but she had never smelled it before.
But it wasnโt unpleasant, in factโฆ it was rather nice?
For some reason, Aierโs mind grew fuzzier, and the heat in her body intensified.
She felt like a piece of squid being grilled over a fire.
โUhhโฆโ Aierโs throat went dry, and she slowly let out a hoarse, indistinct murmur.
ใI want youโฆใ
Such words should never be spokenโonce said, wouldnโt she be falling right into Xie Yierโs trap again?
Butโฆ butโฆ
Aier really couldnโt hold back anymore.
The heat in her body was growing more and more intense, every cell in her body boiling and clamoring.
โIโฆ I wantโฆ Masterโฆโ In the end, Aier succumbed to her desire, stammering out the words.
โPfft.โ Xie Yier chuckled lightly, reclining on the bed with her head propped on one hand, deliberately stretching a leg toward Aier and beckoning her with a finger. โThen come over here~โ
โGulp~โ Aier swallowed hard, but her eyes still didnโt move from the beautiful sight before her. โMasterโฆ Iโฆโ
Her body, manipulated by invisible desire, moved on its own. Aier scrambled awkwardly on all fours, dragging her limp body toward Xie Yier.
โIs your Master beautiful?โ Xie Yier played with her wet hair, her gaze admiring as if appreciating a treasured collection.
โBeautifulโฆ as beautiful as a Goddessโฆโ
โGood girl~โ
The golden-haired girl, her eyes dazed with desire, could no longer restrain herself and reached out of her own accordโฆ
The two of them were wild all night, ending with Aierโs defeat.
After all the tossing and turning, Aier never even noticed when an empty Potion bottle appeared on the bedside.
The morning sunlight pierced through the heavy Velvet Curtain, pricking Aierโs heavy eyelids like a needle.
Ughโฆ so tired, my body is so soreโฆ
She groaned, her body feeling as if a steamroller had run over her, every bone as if it had fallen apart, every muscle aching as if every nerve were protesting.
After struggling to move for a while, Aier finally managed to pull herself out of the soft, marshy bed.
Every movement brought creaking sounds and sharp pains from her weary limbs and joints.
Her fair neck was covered with red marks, all left by sucking or biting.
And not just her neckโher chest, abdomen, waist, and hips all bore ambiguous traces.
She hazily glanced at the spot where Xie Yier had lainโshe was long gone, even the warmth under the blanket had faded, clearly having left early.
She couldnโt understand why, even though they were both women, Xie Yier always seemed so refreshed after everything was over.
Her blurry gaze wandered around the bedroom and finally settled on the luxurious Tea Table beside her.
There was a bottle of deep blue Potion and a Paper Note.
On the Paper Note, it was written:
ใThis is a Recovery Potion, to restore your strength and relieve fatigue. I was very satisfied yesterday. Wait for me to give you your reward.ใ
It seemed the Paper Note still carried the warmth of Xie Yierโs fingertips and a faint, lingering fragrance.
Looking at the message, Aier gave a helpless, bitter smile.
Enduring the soreness in her body, she pulled the stopper from the Potion.
A fresh, icy scent like melting snow and grass drifted out.
Holding her breath, Aier tilted her head back and drank the Potion Xie Yier had prepared for her.
As the Potion slid down her throat, an unexpected warmth spread through her, flowing down her esophagus and into her body.
An indescribable feeling instantly cleared all her limbs and meridians. The fatigue and pain from last nightโs ordeal quickly faded away.
Her body felt light again, as if her strength had returned.
As expected of a miraculous Pharmacy Potion!
But for some reason, even though the fatigue in her head had faded, she felt it growing heavier and heavier.