This was—
A scent that did not belong to Si Xinyan.
Her fragrance was unlike any worldly spice, somewhat reminiscent of the first faint aroma one catches when stepping into early spring’s verdant fields. It was a scent that dazzled the senses and left an indelible mark deep within the heart.
The reason early spring’s scent resembled Si Xinyan’s was because of one particular trait: the sudden awe sparked by a unique fragrance, only to find its source vanish the next moment, leaving behind a vague, wistful bewilderment.
Living within the same family as Su Luo, there were bound to be private encounters; how could Su Liumeng not know whose scent this was?
Only that person favored this particular floral aroma.
“Xinyan.”
I was still buried in sniffing catnip, inhaling Su Liumeng’s naturally emanating yin-cold aura, feeling strangely intoxicated. My mind was still somewhat hazy.
Hearing my name called, I slowly lifted my slightly flushed face. “Why are you calling me? Hurry back to your room; I can’t wait any longer.”
Su Liumeng’s body was ravaged by cold poison, already enduring excruciating pain but still eager to clarify the whole situation. “Did you meet Su Luo today? I can’t let my wife be bullied.”
“Yes.” I blinked my large, confused eyes. “Isn’t she my rival? She came over and said a bunch of weird things, then I got mad and chased her away.”
“How did you get her mad?” Su Liumeng pressed further.
I repeated the day’s events verbatim, like a parrot.
After hearing everything, Su Liumeng’s expression became quite fascinating. “So, you think she got mad and left because you kept emphasizing that I’m yours?”
“Isn’t that how it should be?” I looked at her more puzzled.
“Both yes and no.” Su Liumeng pondered for two seconds. “Maybe—just maybe—compared to me, she might be more interested in you?”
“Who I like might not even matter to Su Luo?”
“It’s simple why she left upset in the end. It’s just that hearing you keep stressing how much you like me triggered her emotions a little.” Su Liumeng paused, then made a crucial conclusion.
Hmm?
Suddenly, I became completely sober. I ignored the catnip and pulled myself out of her embrace, sitting back in my recliner. I was clearly a bit angry, staring at Su Liumeng without blinking. “Su Liumeng, if you’re going to make things up, at least have some basis.” I hated being falsely accused and having my achievements downplayed.
“What happened during the day was clearly me being overwhelmingly dominant, chasing away that little green tea who wanted to steal you away. Hearing it from you now, it sounds like I did nothing—kind of cold and heartless—and even chased away my own little sister who adores me.” I was already very unhappy, rolling my eyes inwardly, raising my tone a bit. “Let me stress again: Su Luo is my rival, not some lovesick girl trying to gain attention. She was trying to snatch you away.”
Honestly, it was impossible to reason with this.
What kind of logic was this? Su Liumeng was dumbfounded.
Trying to reason with a woman was, as expected, the hardest thing in the world.
Especially a pregnant woman.
Su Liumeng’s eyes were innocent, her tone helpless.
“Fine then.”
She absentmindedly stroked my silky hair, finally feeling a bit better and unwilling to dwell on the details. “You’re the wife, so whatever you say is absolutely right.”
“I was rude and misspoke.”
“You’re not wrong. Su Luo does like me. She is your rival in terms of status and didn’t bring any long-barreled hunting rifles to my wedding, nor did she provoke me by talking about stealing the baby behind my back.”
I was still happy listening earlier, and the head pats were nice, but as she spoke, her tone changed, and I violently slapped her hand away, glaring fiercely. “What’s this? We’ve only been married two days, and you’re already sarcastic with me?”
Su Liumeng’s heart skipped. She slowly hugged me, trying to smooth things over. “Hmm… you don’t believe me?”
I struggled a bit but was still held tightly, so I gave up resisting. “It’s not about believing or not. It’s just that you twisting the facts is going too far.”
“Don’t I know how hard it was for me to do something good? I even thought you’d praise me when you got back.”
Was it here I went wrong? Su Liumeng seemed thoughtful.
She abandoned her previous tone and spoke sincerely, “Who would’ve thought my gentle, sweet Xinyan could tear apart a green tea, stomp on the Su family heir, and return victoriously?” A baby who just wants to be praised—what’s wrong with that? Right or wrong becomes less important.
I pouted, hugging my arm and turning my head.
It’s not like I was happy to be praised from the start.
But well, since she seemed in a good mood, I wouldn’t fuss about what happened earlier.
I hummed, my expression clearing.
“Forget it. Let’s not talk about this.”
“Don’t mention Su Luo liking me again; it’s ridiculous.”
“She’s only met me twice. Why would she be interested in me?”
“But you’re different. You’re born and bred in the Su family, so you have many interactions with her. It’s only natural she’d take an interest over time.”
A trace of sadness flickered in my eyes. “You’ve always been so outstanding. There must be many watching you secretly. The night before we married, I was already mentally preparing to tear apart countless little bitches.”
Su Liumeng was silent.
She wanted to tell the truth.
Although you and Su Luo met for the first time, she had heard your name and story countless times from others.
But the recent interaction wasn’t pleasant.
Si Xinyan’s personality was stubborn as a mule.
Once she made up her mind, no amount of explanation would work.
It didn’t matter; these were trivial things. Arguing about who won with my wife was pointless. Su Liumeng sighed inwardly, deciding to let it go.
Xinyan’s happiness was what mattered most. A little misunderstanding was nothing; if she had to bear the blame, so be it.
Seeing the helpless look in Su Liumeng’s eyes, I realized I might have been a bit spoiled just now. I tilted my head and stared at the girl in front of me, asking stiffly, “Su Liumeng, I’m not unreasonable, am I?”
“Very reasonable.” Without much thought, Su Liumeng instinctively replied, “Xinxin is the most reasonable person.”
I recalled Su Liumeng’s tone just now and became suspicious.
Could it be—
I had been mistaken all along?
No… maybe.
I recalled the conversation with Su Luo once more.
Our thoughts seemed on the same wavelength; what we wanted to express matched perfectly.
There was nothing particularly pleasant to hear.
I bit my lip in irritation.
I’m not someone who likes to make unreasonable fusses.
But looking at Su Liumeng’s reaction, I seemed to be the unreasonable one.
Hopefully, it was just my illusion.
“Alright, let’s change the subject.” I grabbed Su Liumeng’s fingers, opening my small hand to barely hold half her palm. My tone was slightly coquettish, “Today was supposed to be a happy day; why talk about these things… After all, you finally had a cold poison outbreak, so let me enjoy sucking it comfortably.”
I wasn’t usually the one to take the initiative.
But actively pulling my other half, trying to drag her into the room, felt unprecedented.
Su Liumeng felt like a wooden doll, passively led and following behind her wife.
Strangely, she felt like a lamb to the slaughter.
As she thought this, the girl licked her soft, pink lips.
Hmm, it’s okay, Su Liumeng comforted herself again.
Closing the door and drawing the curtains took only ten seconds—smooth and seamless.
I pushed Su Liumeng onto the bed, lifting my short legs and decisively straddling her.
Su Liumeng was silent again.
Her silence came from—
Compared to Si Xinyan, wouldn’t her personality have her on top instead?
But reality was the exact opposite—twice over.
What kind of nonsense was this? Su Liumeng’s expression finally began to unravel.
She hadn’t wanted to care about such things.
But after waiting so long for her soft, fragrant wife, and not even tasting a single bite, a slight grievance welled up.
Especially since this girl often caused unreasonable trouble, which made Su Liumeng feel even more aggrieved.
Her spiritual desires remained utterly unfulfilled, while this girl played atop her like a floating dragon.
Having an alluring little wife sleeping beside her day and night, yet only allowed fleeting touches—just imagining this was enough to make her despair.
Su Liumeng was probably the most tormented person in the world.
Her gaze became increasingly complex as she watched the girl pulling off her clothes, eyes fixated on one spot.
Why not, collect some interest first?
Si Xinyan had her convenient moments.
Compared to waiting two or three months to enjoy fully, she was already somewhat impatient now.
What else could she do? Su Liumeng felt the bitter truth deep inside.
Finally able to steal a kiss, preparing for another round, she’d get shy and retreat. When pinching a big dumpling, she was still feeling the warmth, only to have a small hand slap it away. Attempting to touch a tiny foot was called dirty. Even reaching toward her thigh would be met with a “you’ll become strange” reply.
What kind of lonely waiting was this?
Su Liumeng’s everyday life was full of unspeakable bitterness, feeling no different than before marriage.
The wife she carried home in a grand procession hadn’t received a single real breakthrough in treatment.
Su Liumeng’s eyes grew even more aggrieved.
“Why… have you been staring at me?” I glanced at Su Liumeng and was about to rest my head on her when I met her odd gaze. I instinctively touched my cheek. “There aren’t any mosquitoes on my face, right?”
Su Liumeng was the best at comforting herself. “I’m looking at my five great wishes and wondering when they’ll all come true.”
“The five great wishes?” My head grew foggier, voice still clear and a bit soft. “What’s that? I’ve never heard of it.”
Her milky white skin was now tinted with a faint, intoxicating pink outside the skirt’s edge.
It seemed the cold poison enveloped her, giving her a slightly euphoric drunkenness.
“I haven’t been drinking…”
I also felt off, mumbling to myself, eyes growing hazy.
Moments later, I nearly convinced myself, answering in a weak, helpless voice with zero conviction.
“Then it’s impossible to be drunk, okay.”
“I’ve never been this clear-headed.”
Su Liumeng was utterly shocked. What kind of self-deception was this standard line?
My little Xinyan now looked a bit like a drunk—insisting firmly she wasn’t drunk even as others worried…
Is the after-effect of cold poison really this strong?
Staring at the increasingly alluring face, Su Liumeng recalled her own grievances, her desire almost overflowing, looking even more domineering.
Her gaze fell on what seemed like a tempting white rabbit.
What to do—maybe it was time to collect interest immediately?
Drunk Xinyan was cuter than ever, truly hard to resist.
Her desire and impulse seemed uncontrollable.
The sudden shift in atmosphere inside the bridal chamber was the clenching of Su Liumeng’s fists. A blue vein stood out sharply on her snow-white skin, and the heavy, muffled breathing was audible.
“Oh right, I’m not drunk.” I giggled, tilting my head with a cute, seductive expression, pretending to be calm.
At this moment,
In Su Liumeng’s eyes,
The girl’s naturally soft expression resembled a succubus inviting her deeper and deeper into the abyss.
Only before Si Xinyan did Su Liumeng lose all resistance.
Just a gentle voice could shatter her mental defenses completely.
I still hadn’t forgotten my task. Even with a dizzy head, I remembered what I had to do. Slowly, I pressed my cheek closer, our faces barely inches apart.
The scent here was even stronger.
I recklessly swallowed the intoxicating aroma.
A low moan escaped from my throat, adding some bloodshot veins to Su Liumeng’s eyes.
“Baby.” Her hoarse voice called out to me.
Her almost complete thoughts were breaking into fragmented impulses.
Meanwhile, the girl’s faint orchid breath brushed over her snow-white neck.
Su Liumeng watched her own rising chest, the world’s most patient person reaching her limit.
She truly felt miserable.
Always only able to watch… never taste. Enough suffering.
Su Liumeng was definitely repressing herself to the breaking point.
“Huh?” I puffed out my cheek, looking at Su Liumeng with some displeasure. “Don’t call me if it’s nothing. I’m busy with important things.”
I had almost no self-awareness, whining in an even cuter tone. Ignoring Su Liumeng’s expression, I lazily rested against her neck. My fingers restlessly rubbed the skin below, as if savoring the thrill I was tasting.
Su Liumeng’s eyelids twitched wildly. Ignoring me was one thing; touching me was crossing her bottom line.
This was repeatedly jumping on her landmine.
The delicate girl close by was lost in her own world—the person she longed for day and night, now with a strangely blurred gaze as if oblivious to everything, confident she wouldn’t be caught even if she misbehaved.
Su Liumeng swallowed an imaginary droplet, her breathing growing heavier.
No matter how many times they’d been together,
This was—
An irresistible beauty.
I was still busy when a hand grabbed my arm.
The unrestrained grip left a few finger marks on my tender skin.
I frowned slightly. When overwhelmed, I didn’t feel much pain but instinctively let out a soft whimper, patting Su Liumeng’s side with my weak hand in a coaxing way. “Why pinch me? I didn’t do anything to you…”
“Oh right, I almost forgot. You haven’t answered my question.” I pouted slowly.
Su Liumeng’s recent silence made me flash my little pointed teeth, asserting my place in the family. “Don’t forget, I’m your wife. Don’t ignore my questions or pretend you didn’t hear. Got it?”
“Now, what are your five great wishes?”
Her soft, adorable face stared unblinking with misty big eyes, a cruel torture for Su Liumeng. Bloodshot veins bloomed dangerously, and her suppressed voice almost escaped through clenched teeth. Her grip on my arm didn’t loosen. “You… still know you’re my wife.”
“As a wife, don’t you have the self-awareness to help your partner with desires? Instead, you keep deliberately provoking me.”
“Say it! Is it on purpose?” Su Liumeng’s tone hardened considerably.
“Hehe, is that so~” I smiled and raised my small head, lying limply above her. In the most seductive pose, I tilted my head and bit my white finger tip, asking knowingly, “What’s baby saying? Why can’t Xinxin understand?”
Seriously dumb, yet still teasing.
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