Zhang Lexuan groggily sat up. As she moved, the blanket slowly slid down her perfect physique, instantly exposing her enviable, soft skin.
Even more eye-catching, however, were the marks on her body, which spoke of Lu Jingming's conquest the night before.
Evidently, as Lu Jingming had warned, he was indeed not entirely gentle.
Zhang Lexuan slowly and gracefully stretched. She looked down at the marks of Lu Jingming's handiwork and felt the discomfort in her body. She frowned slightly, then rolled a very charming, exasperated eye before casting her gaze toward Lu Jingming, who had just opened his own eyes.
"Xiao Ming, that was too much. I thought I was going to die!" Zhang Lexuan complained flirtatiously, her tone full of playful affection, like a little girl whining to her beloved.
Her voice was soft and charming, carrying a hint of laziness and accusation that couldn't help but stir a ripple in the listener's heart.
Lu Jingming found Zhang Lexuan's current state amusing. He sat up immediately, gently pulling her into his embrace, and then lightly kissed her rosy cheek. With a doting smile, he teased, "My fault. I shouldn't have been so rough. But I also didn't realize Sister Lexuan was so weak! I hadn't even started going all out, and you were already waving the white flag."
Hearing this, Zhang Lexuan's eyes widened instantly, filled with shame and indignation.
She never expected Lu Jingming to be so blunt. She admitted that her performance last night was a bit embarrassing. She usually presented a mature and composed image, and having this mentioned made her feel like she'd lost face.
She had always maintained a cool, ethereal, mature, and composed persona, and being teased like this by Lu Jingming made her incredibly self-conscious.
Lu Jingming couldn't help but want to laugh, recalling the many times Zhang Lexuan had begged for mercy last night.
He never imagined that the usually cold and aloof Zhang Lexuan, who seemed untouched by worldly desires, would be so "vulnerable" in bed—she was an utter pushover.
"You're too naughty. You're not allowed to come find me for a week—no, three days!" Zhang Lexuan was so flustered she was almost incoherent. She balled her soft fists and lightly thumped Lu Jingming's chest a couple of times, venting her dissatisfaction while issuing a stern warning, trying to make him recognize his mistake.
Lu Jingming found Zhang Lexuan's girlish manner incredibly novel.
He had only seen this side of Zhang Lexuan a few times when they were children.
After all, Zhang Lexuan had always been too mature and steady, even precocious to a heartbreaking degree, and rarely showed this soft, sweet, little-girl side.
"Alright, I'll give you three days to rest," Lu Jingming said with a grin. He knew Zhang Lexuan's fighting capacity was genuinely worrying, so it was better to give her more time to recover. Last night's frenzy had clearly taken a toll on her.
After this playful exchange, Lu Jingming gently carried Zhang Lexuan into the bathroom.
Last night's "War of the Summit" had left both of them drenched in sweat. The moisture made their skin sticky and left an odor. They couldn't possibly go out without a thorough clean.
Lu Jingming gently reached out and turned on the showerhead. Instantly, warm water flowed like fine rain, gently cascading over their bodies.
The warm water seemed to possess a magical quality, causing both of them to sigh in relief as all their fatigue seemed to slowly wash away with the running water.
Due to the exhaustive antics of the previous night, Zhang Lexuan felt soft and weak, barely able to stand. She leaned gently against Lu Jingming, completely entrusting her body to him.
She slightly raised her head, her gaze on Lu Jingming as he meticulously washed her body. A strange, yet bashful thought suddenly popped into her mind.
The thought was so jarring that even she couldn't believe it. As soon as it surfaced, she felt so ashamed she wished she could burrow into the floor.
Xiao Ming.
Were you satisfied last night?
She herself was very satisfied—no, extremely satisfied.
Last night, she truly experienced Lu Jingming's formidable combat strength. However, reflecting on her own performance, she felt inadequate. A wave of worry washed over her, afraid that she hadn't given Lu Jingming a full release.
A truly unrestrained, intimate battle should be like Lu Jingming and Yae Miko's—where the two sides are closely matched in strength, allowing them both to thoroughly enjoy the experience.
Her performance last night was truly lacking.
If Zhang Lexuan's current thought could be summarized in one sentence, it would be: I apologize, Lord Lu Jingming, for not allowing you to use your full strength.
"Last night, I..."
Zhang Lexuan's thoughts drifted back to the previous night, recalling the explicit, embarrassing words she'd whispered in his ear while hugging his neck. Her face instantly flushed crimson, like a ripe, hot apple.
She instinctively covered her face with both hands, trying to hide the unspeakable shyness.
"What embarrassing things did I say!" Zhang Lexuan lamented silently, her voice soft but full of shame.
Looking at Zhang Lexuan, who was covering her face in embarrassment, on the verge of turning into a steam engine, Lu Jingming found her both hilarious and incredibly cute.
This cuteness was in stark contrast to her usual cool, mature demeanor, creating a surprising yet harmonious effect.
But this side of Zhang Lexuan was undoubtedly like a spark, instantly igniting the flame in Lu Jingming's heart.
Men often have heightened emotions in the morning. Coupled with the fact that he hadn't quite felt completely satisfied last night, how could Lu Jingming hold back when faced with Zhang Lexuan's adorable and shy expression?
And so, in the bathroom this morning, Zhang Lexuan experienced several firsts in her life.
It was her first time spending a prolonged period on a marble sink in a peculiar posture.
It was also at this time that she truly realized that kneeling on tiled flooring for a long time would leave red marks on her knees—marks that were clearly visible, as if reminding her of everything she had just experienced.
After the overtime session, Lu Jingming was thoroughly satisfied and left Zhang Lexuan's room feeling refreshed.
Zhang Lexuan may be a pushover, but she's obedient! She'll satisfy any request!
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