Xie Yier lifted her fair, slender hand to rub her brow, propping herself up with a trace of post-illness exhaustion.
The silk nightgown’s strap slipped a bit down her smooth shoulder, revealing more alluring snow-white skin and a deeply defined collarbone.
“Ailei?” Her voice was low and husky from just waking up, “What time is it now?”
“Master……” Aier stood up, replying softly and gently, “It’s just past six in the evening, the sun has just set.”
“Hmm? …It’s Little Ai.” Xie Yier’s gaze focused on Aier, the haziness in her eyes instantly clearing away, like mist pierced by sunlight.
“Come here, let your Master give you a kiss~” Her voice was languid, yet carried a touch of charm.
Aier obediently leaned forward. As soon as she approached the bed, Xie Yier reached out and wrapped her arms around Aier’s slender waist.
That hand, burning with shocking heat, easily covered most of her waist, while the other hand domineeringly encircled her nape, pulling her closer without giving her a chance to resist!
Xie Yier tilted her face up slightly, her soft lips raining down on Aier’s face like falling raindrops.
“Mmm…” Because of her leaning posture, Aier’s entire weight was almost entirely supported on her tense toes, making her position rather uncomfortable.
Why do we have to start with kisses the moment she wakes up…
“Hmm?” Xie Yier keenly sensed her sudden stiffness, pulling back a little. Her golden eyes scrutinized Aier’s cheeks, flushed from shyness and a touch of discomfort. “What’s wrong? Don’t like it when Master kisses you like this?”
Her fingertips, roughened by a thin callus, ambiguously traced along Aier’s burning cheek and delicate jawline.
“…No, Master. It’s just… this position is a bit hard to hold…” Aier shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Oh? Hard to hold, huh…” Xie Yier let out a light, teasing laugh.
She released her hold on Aier, shifted her body, and easily cleared a space on the wide bed.
Her ink-black long hair spilled across the dark silk like vines, winding into a blooming mandrake flower.
“Come here, Master will hold you.” She patted the open space.
Aier hesitated for a moment, but the instinct to obey ultimately won out.
She cautiously lay down beside Xie Yier, trying her best not to touch her.
Yet, the moment Aier lay down, Xie Yier pounced like a leopard lying in wait!
Her astonishing fullness traced a breathtaking arc beneath the silk nightgown, pressing down upon Aier’s pitifully thin body.
She braced herself with both arms on either side of Aier’s head, trapping her beneath her, her hot breath brushing against Aier’s lips: “Now you have no excuse, do you?”
In her golden eyes burned undisguised desire and a wicked playfulness.
She lowered her head, kissing fiercely—not the gentle pecks from before, but with the ferocity of a conqueror!
“Mmm…” Aier had no strength to resist, forced to endure as her long lashes drooped.
Wasn’t this person supposed to be sick?!
How does she still have so much energy!
Just then…
Suddenly, the bedroom door swung open and someone barged in.
“Ah… I’m sorry, Duke!”
“Hmm?”
Both turned their heads and saw an Imperial Physician’s Assistant entering with a clipboard. Because Aier hadn’t closed the door when she came in, there was no sound of the door opening.
“Who let you come in without knocking?” Xie Yier snapped her head up, her voice sweeping through the Main Bedroom like a frigid gale, “Get out!”
“Yes, yes, I’ll leave right away.” The little assistant was so frightened their soul nearly left their body, their voice trembling with tears as they hurriedly retreated and closed the door behind them.
A wave of guilt surged in Aier’s heart, feeling as though she’d gotten someone else scolded.
“Master, please don’t be angry, it’s not good for your health…” she said cautiously, trying to soothe Xie Yier’s anger.
Having her mood ruined by the assistant, Xie Yier instantly lost all interest.
Although she no longer wanted to continue, her hands refused to behave…
She pressed her cheek to Aier’s chest, her fingertips slowly tracing circles over Aier’s flat waist and abdomen.
Sometimes the touch was feather-light, sometimes it pressed in with a gentle force, lingering suggestively over her sensitive spots.
With Xie Yier touching her like this, Aier was truly miserable—her heart itched unbearably, yet she couldn’t escape or resist.
A tingling, electric sensation swept over her in waves, making her almost curl up involuntarily.
Aier bit her lip. “Mmm…”
Before long, her cheeks were flushed, a tiny whimper escaping her throat, but she bit down hard on her lower lip to stifle it.
Her breathing grew heavier, her toes curling.
Xie Yier watched the girl beneath her, so close to breaking down yet utterly defenseless, and her fingers moved even more slowly and deeply on purpose.
Finally, just as Aier was about to reach a certain threshold, Xie Yier, as if having played a successful prank, abruptly withdrew her hand and stood up, looking down at Aier—panting, flushed, as if fished out of water.
“All right, you’re covered in sweat… Go on, take a good bath.”
It was as if Aier had been pardoned; she practically rolled and crawled off the bed, stumbling and nearly falling, not caring about her composure as she fled into the luxurious Bathroom connected to the Main Bedroom.
Taking advantage of Aier’s absence, Xie Yier got out of bed barefoot, walked over to a single armchair, and sat down. She casually picked up a silk ribbon and gathered her ink-black hair, tying it at the back of her head, revealing her smooth, full forehead and elegant neck.
While tying up her hair, she lowered her eyes, lost in thought.
What should I do? …I really do love bullying Aier. I want to tie her to my side forever.
Every time I see that silly, adorable face, the way she looks so aggrieved and pitiful when bullied yet doesn’t dare resist, it’s just irresistible…
It’s a pity, the Potion of Love’s Reins didn’t work, so I couldn’t bind Aier’s body to mine.
But the word “give up” has never existed in Xie Yier’s dictionary. If the potion is unreliable, then I’ll just have to use the old-fashioned way.
Just keep going! Keep going until Aier is completely reduced to my forbidden treasure, so dependent on me that she can’t live without me!
The more Xie Yier thought about it, the more excited she became, a nearly fanatical smile appearing on her face.
She pulled open a not-so-small drawer beside the dressing table, revealing a trove of exquisite little rod-shaped toys~
If Aier saw them, she’d definitely be shocked out of her wits.
She’d slept in this room for so long, yet never knew such dangerous things were stored here!
All sorts of shapes and sizes, made of different materials, some even with clever built-in mechanisms, heating and vibrating functions.
All of these were Xie Yier’s carefully collected treasures~
Xie Yier’s cool fingers glided over the row of toys, a sly smile curling on her lips: “My little Aier… After this time, you’ll understand completely. I’ll bind you to my side forever. Without my permission, you’re not going anywhere. Don’t even think about leaving me.”
The strange satisfaction brought by this thought made the gold in her eyes seem to burn even brighter.
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