“Learning dagger and self-defense techniques from Allen?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you ask me?”
Suddenly, Eric grabbed Alicia’s waist and whispered in her ear.
Alicia felt ticklish, and though she shrank back a bit, she didn’t avoid him.
“Every time, when it’s just the two of us… because you act like this.”
“So, do you dislike it?”
This time, Eric rolled Alicia’s earlobe with his tongue and lightly pressed his lips around her neck.
Alicia, startled by the moist touch and tingling sensation, flinched.
“Well, not really… but if you do this, I can’t concentrate.”
“I’m too focused; that’s the problem.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
In the end, Alicia’s lips were taken by Eric.
“Heh.”
She expected this to happen every time.
Alicia willingly accepted Eric, who was pushing against her.
It became quite familiar, but every time he did this, Alicia still trembled.
Though she had no worry that he would pull her in too closely, Alicia grabbed the collar of Eric’s shirt as if anticipating it.
“Just change if it bothers you.”
“But still.”
As Alicia tried to forcefully straighten the crumpled collar of Eric’s shirt, he genuinely asked her, seeming curious.
“…Why do you keep holding onto that?”
“Because it feels like strength is draining, so I feel like I need to hold onto something.”
“Then hold onto me. Aren’t I much more reliable than a shirt collar?”
“Oh.”
“How about practicing?”
Eric, teasingly, was amusing to Alicia.
When he acted like that and suddenly embraced her, Alicia melted in an instant and clung to him, even though she still trembled every time.
At some point, she also wanted to make Eric feel like this.
Alicia held Eric’s face with both hands and brought her lips to his before he could respond.
Touching lightly and then pulling away, Alicia wrapped her arm around Eric’s neck near his collarbone.
“We can practice, right?”
Before Eric could respond, Alicia bit his lip.
Though somewhat clumsy, it was enough to stimulate him.
While Alicia tickled his lips, Eric lifted her up onto himself, creating a stable and intimate posture.
As they got closer, Alicia’s tense breath could be felt, and their faces approached each other.
“You said we’re practicing. It’s hard to help.”
As Alicia’s plump lips moved to speak, they lightly brushed against him each time.
This made Eric even crazier.
“Steady practice is important, but you seem to be avoiding it. So, I’m helping.”
This time, Eric’s lips brushed against Alicia each time he spoke.
“Who asked for help?”
As Alicia’s breath complained, Eric couldn’t endure it any longer and eagerly pressed into her mouth.
He entwined his fingers with Alicia’s, who had tensely grasped his shirt collar while holding him back.
Eric’s touch began to subtly soothe the tense Alicia.
“Enough.”
Suddenly, Eric grabbed Alicia’s shoulders and separated her from him.
Looking at Alicia, who was exhaling deeply, he gazed at her with an odd expression.
“Why?”
“It’s dangerous. We can’t go any further.”
“…But it was nice.”
At Alicia’s murmured words, Eric instantly pushed her onto the sofa.
Staring at Alicia, who was surprised and staring back at him, Eric inserted his hand into hers and pressed it against her.
Between the disheveled blonde hair that fluttered down, the white legs visible through the gaps caught Eric’s eyes.
Alicia, captivated by him without moving, stared at Eric with wide eyes.
In her intensely blue eyes, surprise, confusion, fear, anticipation, and the lingering heat from earlier, which had not yet dissipated, were all revealed.
Dangerous.
If he didn’t stop here, if he felt he couldn’t stop, Eric ultimately delved into the disheveled woman.
In an instant, he dominated her, capturing her lips.
With much denser and deliberate movements than before, Alicia found it difficult to breathe.
Even if she knew Eric’s hand was reaching the buttons of her blouse, even if she knew he was unbuttoning them, Alicia couldn’t bring herself to stop him.
When Eric’s breath reached the exposed area inside the disheveled blouse, Alicia finally inserted her hand into his hair, stopping him.
“Okay, just a moment.”
There was still a pile of work left, the day was not over yet, and this was her office where someone could enter.
“Eric, no.”
Eric’s hot exhale was directly felt on Alicia’s skin.
“Eric.”
Facing Alicia, who spoke soothingly, Eric lifted his lowered head.
Reddish face, moist eyes, red and soft lips.
What should one do with such a provocative face, said so cruelly?
Nevertheless, was there any other choice?
“The practice was a bit too much.”
Eventually, Eric, forcing a smile, reluctantly withdrew and lifted Alicia, who seemed reluctant to part.
“Who said we were practicing right now?”
“Of course, it was you. Let’s call it a warm-up.”
While making a sly joke, Eric watched as Alicia turned her back to him and began to button her blouse.
Arranging her disheveled hair and, without realizing it, adopting a calm and composed expression and posture, Alicia stood up from the sofa.
“Where are you going?”
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.”
