Elysia reached out more boldly and gently ran her fingers through Leon’s hair. Perhaps sensing her different reaction, he took her hand, placing his lips on her palm. As Leon shifted his gaze towards her, he lightly kissed her cheek, and when he extended his tongue slightly to lick, a tingling sensation ran down her spine.
“Hm.”
“Do you feel it even here?”
“It’s ticklish, that’s why.”
Elysia felt her face turning warm.
“Let’s do it together. Okay?”
When he tried to forcefully lead her with strength, it was easier to refuse. What should she do when being gentle in a weak position? Elysia thought she was too yielding to Leon.
Even when he told an enormous lie that he couldn’t see again, she wasn’t angry. She considered it just fortunate. She only thought about his safety, to the extent that she considered it fortunate because it was a lie.
Anyway, it was a fact that she was very weak to Leon.
“Okay, promise me.”
“What?”
“While washing… we won’t do anything in the bathroom.”
“…”
Ridiculously, Leon didn’t respond at all. Elysia looked at him in bewilderment.
“Why, why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Just a moment… I’m thinking.”
With his gaze on her neck, he had that contemplative look again, wondering where to start tearing.
“Then I’ll wash alone.”
“No, I’ve made up my mind. Let’s do it together.”
“The opportunity is gone now.”
Elysia quickly ran to the bathroom to lock the door, but this time, she couldn’t run faster than Odre.
“Oops.”
On the damp stone floor of the humid bathroom, Elysia’s foot slipped. The one who embraced her wavering body was Leon, whose knees pressed against the floor.
Thump, thump.
Her chest throbbed as if it sensed something. Elysia involuntarily closed her mouth and swallowed dry saliva.
For a moment, Leon, who had been holding her, lightly lifted himself and headed straight into the large bathtub.
Splash.
As the warm water enveloped her from head to toe, Elysia unknowingly let out a sigh of relief.
“So, are we going to wash?”
Elysia had been safeguarding the slip with the fallen shoulder straps.
“Y-you… why haven’t you taken off your clothes?”
“Why do you think I haven’t?”
“Do I need to match you?”
“I thought you would prefer the side that is still dressed. Don’t you?”
Elysia’s eyes revealed her skin color as she looked at the clinging wet top.
‘Do you mean this is my preference?’
Although she wanted to deny it, the words didn’t come out easily because his wet appearance, revealing his perfect muscles, was sensual.
“You’ve been avoiding it.”
“…Really?”
Elysia, who had been staring at him as if enchanted, reacted a bit slowly.
“I said I’ll have what’s mine. It was lenient when I allowed you to do as you pleased, but now you avoid it.”
Leaning against the edge of the bathtub, Leon pulled Elysia from the water and sat her on his lap.
“I won’t do things you dislike.”
Leon reached out, gathering Elysia’s disheveled golden hair and dipped it into the water. As the well-arranged and rich golden hair soaked and swayed lightly, he squinted his eyes, seemingly appreciating the sight.
Watching Leon playfully teasing her with his hair, Elysia’s tension, which had been persistent, eased from her shoulders.
“I’m sorry. I got scared because you seemed too impatient.”
“I’m impatient? Do you know how much I’ve endured?”
Leon, seeming a bit irritated, hit the water’s surface with his fist.
“By the way, can we kiss now?”
Was there ever a time when they couldn’t?
“The priest said we couldn’t.”
“Ah… We can close it off so that the god can’t interfere.”
“I see. I was worried because it seemed strange.”
Leon embraced Elysia and kissed her deeply. His lips met hers over the thin fabric that clung to her skin.
“Ah.”
It felt stranger than when his bare skin touched hers. The wet fabric, pressed against her body by his warm lips, imprinted on her skin like a hot stamp.
“Please don’t. While washing… let’s not do anything…”
“I never promised that. I said I’ve made up my mind.”
The murmuring voice echoed through their connected bodies.
“Then at least turn off the lights.”
The bathroom, lit by a subtle scented candle, was bright. It felt even more embarrassing to be stuck to Leon in there.
Apparently, Leon considered only that request acceptable and extinguished the candles.
The dim light filtering through the high window enveloped them.
In this level of darkness…
Elysia scanned Leon’s dark contours with her eyes and felt relieved. Although the outline of the bathtub, water, and Leon could be distinguished, it was dark enough that details couldn’t be seen clearly.
Actually, because the shoulder strap had fallen, and the edges of the fabric moved here and there, Elysia slowly removed the clothes that lost their function under the water.
“Leon?”
Elysia called him.
“You also wash comfortably.”
“…Huh?”
He seemed to be lost in some other thought, so his response was delayed.
“You have to take off your clothes to wash, right?”
Thinking that nothing was properly visible, Elysia gained some courage. Carrying the darkness on her back, she became a bit bolder.
Wading through the water, Elysia approached Leon, feeling his chest with her hands, and found the buttons of his shirt.
“Shall I undress you?”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
