Seducing Him - Chapter 40

After a few days of rain, the weather quickly turned hot.

Today was the day Dad and Lu Lan were coming back.

Ci Yiyang, having finished her exams in the morning, rushed to the manor before they arrived.

Because she had recently been leading Lu Jin on, wanting him to pine for her but never feel satisfied, she hadn’t been back in quite a while.

Sitting in the car today and looking at the scenery outside, she realized the manor had changed.

There were many more flowering trees, with large clusters of pure white blossoms blooming ostentatiously.

After a few glances, Ci Yiyang turned to the driver, “Uncle Wang, why did you suddenly plant so many flowers?”

Uncle Wang replied, “The young master ordered them. He said they were beautiful, so all the flowers in the flowerbeds were replaced with magnolias.”

“Oh.”

Ci Yiyang didn’t ask further. Looking at the vibrant scenery along the way, she felt no emotion at all.

Her mother used to love flowers, and her father had also prepared so many flowers like this. It was the same place, the same scene, only the flowers and the people appreciating them were different.

At first, Ci Yiyang thought only the outside was extravagantly lavish, but after entering the house, she found that even the main house had new servants, busy preparing meals to welcome their masters home.

It was likely all for Lu Lan’s return.

Ci Yiyang’s mood soured even more. With her lips pursed, she went straight upstairs.

She originally intended to wash off the sweat from the heat, but when she pushed open the door to her room, she found someone lying on her bed.

The lanky young man was curled up on her bed, wrapped in the silk quilt she had used when she came back in March. Even with the air conditioning on, such a thick quilt should have been unbearable.

Yet, he had his head turned, his face deeply buried in the soft pillow. The skin visible from his hairline to his earlobes was visibly flushed and damp with heat.

Was he sick?

Ci Yiyang walked over, bent down, and pushed his shoulder hard to wake him, “Lu Jin.”

The sleeping young man seemed to hear her voice. He woke from his dream, slowly lifting his lazy and cold face. His black pupils and the whites of his eyes were distinctly separate, yet he looked absent-minded.

Ci Yiyang waited patiently for him to clear his head. After the scattered daze in his pupils dissipated, he didn’t seem to want to get up. Instead, he just stared at her intently.

Ci Yiyang thought he was still groggy from sleep and reached out to push him again, “Lu Jin, what are you doing sleeping on my bed? Go back to your room.”

As soon as her hand touched his shoulder, Lu Jin lowered his head. His warm lips lightly pressed against the back of her hand, and he murmured in a muffled voice, “Sister is finally back.”

Perhaps because of the heat outside, there was still some sweat on her back, making his kiss feel sticky.

Ci Yiyang involuntarily shivered, “If you’re awake, get out. I need to change.”

The room had an attached walk-in closet.

However, most of her clothes, shoes, and bags for all seasons were in a separate, dedicated walk-in closet next door.

She didn’t usually use these things. The smaller, attached closet only had a few seasonal dresses.

After saying this, she pulled her hand away and turned to find a change of clothes.

But the young man, like a cat with a master, followed behind her. As she searched for a dress to change into, he leaned lazily against the doorway, lifting his moist, pink eyelids to watch her rummage through the beautifully decorated room.

“Why were you sleeping in my room?” Ci Yiyang asked without turning her head, her fingers scanning the brand-new dresses.

She knew without a doubt that Lu Jin had bought them.

“Waiting for you. I got sleepy while waiting.” His tone was lazy, with a hint of the hoarseness of someone who had just woken up.

Ci Yiyang wasn’t asking how he slept, but why he was in her room. But since her mood was low at the moment, she was too lazy to talk to him.

Seeing her repeatedly look at the hanging dresses, he took a long stride behind her, bent down slightly, and turned his head to look at her, “What is Sister looking for?”

“My dresses,” Ci Yiyang repeated, turning to look through them again.

He casually took down a white long dress and said to her, “Aren’t these them?”

“Not these. My old ones.” Ci Yiyang didn’t look at the dress he took down. She looked at him inexplicably and asked, “Why do I feel like all my dresses are gone?”

“Hm?” Lu Jin raised his beautiful eyes slightly. He leaned against her with a languid air and replied unhurriedly, “It’s normal for old clothes you’ve worn to be gone. Sister should give them a chance to touch you, so they don’t look pitiful from being neglected.”

Ci Yiyang didn’t know what he was talking about. Seeing that she really couldn’t find anything, she gave up. She took the dress he handed her and walked out without a word.

Lu Jin still followed leisurely behind her.

Ci Yiyang stood at the bathroom door and turned to look at him, “I’m going to take a shower.”

He tilted his head slightly, fluttered his long, thick black eyelashes at her innocently, and stretched his voice into a gentle tone, “Yes, I know.”

“Then why are you still following me?” Ci Yiyang asked.

He furrowed his brows in thought, then relaxed, took a step back, looked at her, and raised his red lips, “Go on, I’ll come in a moment.”

Ci Yiyang thought he also wanted to shower. As she pushed the door open to go inside, she told him he could go back to his own room to wash.

He kept his shallow smile the whole time and didn’t say anything else.

Until she went in and turned on the water, just as she was taking off her dress, the bathroom door moved.

Ci Yiyang turned around and saw the young man walk in with a natural air. He closed the bathroom door behind him and stood in front of her, smiling and staring.

“What are you doing in here?” She used the dress in her hand to carefully cover her chest, frowning and glaring at him.

Lu Jin smiled slightly, “With you.”

Ci Yiyang was amused by his shameless words. She frowned and reached out to push him, “I don’t want to be with you. Get out.”

He retreated a few steps, compliant with her force. His gaze swept over the side of her body that the mirror couldn’t cover. He propped one hand on the mirror, turned his head, and looked at her gently, “Is Sister sure she wants to drive me away?”

The strangeness of this sentence made Ci Yiyang look up at him.

The young man was tall. The bright light from the ceiling lamp cast a shallow, slanted shadow on his slightly bowed black hair over his high nose. His lips were red and his skin was fair, and the eyes with which he met her gaze held a seductive smile.

“They’ll be back this afternoon. After they return, I’ll have very few opportunities to be alone with Sister. So, does Sister want to send me away now?”

That’s right, they’re coming back this afternoon.

Ci Yiyang thought absentmindedly. The young man in front of her took her hand, which was pressed against her chest, and bent down to hug her. He rested his chin on her snowy white shoulder, his eyelids half-closed as he smelled the light fragrance emanating from her body, and murmured softly.

“Sister, you haven’t looked for me in a long time. I’ve missed you so much that I couldn’t bear to change the bed sheets and quilt you slept on before you left. I come to lie on them every day, and the scent on the quilt has already faded from me smelling it.”

Ci Yiyang thought about how someone had entered her room every day when she was away, and how he had curled up on the bed like he had just done, wrapped in the scented quilt, breathing like a pervert. An unnatural chill ran down her spine.

But again, she didn’t push him away. Instead, she reached out and stroked his dark hair, “I didn’t give you permission to enter my room.”

“I know,” he said, like a puppy being petted by its owner. He turned his head and pressed his lips to her palm, his eyebrows hinting at a hint of repressed haziness, “Because I miss you so much, and only here are your things.”

At school, he wasn’t even allowed to get close to her. She wouldn’t even let his eyes fall on her. He was more of a stranger than a stranger.

If he sent too many messages, she would show signs of getting angry.

Many times, he would feel the emptiness of having an empty room to himself, and even lying on her bed and hugging the dresses she had worn was not enough to resist the loneliness.

He urgently, crazily wanted to touch her, kiss her, and have crazy s3x with her.

Lu Jin lowered his eyelashes, concealing the darkness in his eyes, and gently kissed her shoulder. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “Sister, you should reward me now.”

Otherwise, he would go insane from missing her, unable to wait to play the role of siblings, and would just want to imprison her in a place no one could find, to possess her alone.

The young man’s low murmurs and moist breath sprayed on her neck. Ci Yiyang’s shoulder trembled instinctively, but she didn’t stop him. Her hand, which had been pressing on his face, gradually wrapped around his shoulder.

She pushed him down, and then further down.

She made him look as if he were bowing to some irresistible force, forced to kneel before her in a position of humiliation, and lean forward to kiss her delicate, lovely navel.

“Oh, it’s so hot,” her eyes welled up with a hint of moist emotion. She lowered her eyelids and stared at him.

The young man’s ears were flushed as he knelt before her, holding her waist, and showing an immense desire to explore every part of her body. Like a lustful debaucher, he lecherously used his scarlet tongue to lick her pubic bone.

He even licked her belly button over and over again for a long time.

So long that she began to have trouble standing. She propped both hands on his shoulders, her eyes red as she panted lightly and urged him in a soft voice, “You bastard, stop licking, hurry up.”

The three-part coquettishness was expressed vividly by her panting and urging.

Lu Jin raised his beautiful, moist, flushed face, his pupils deep as he looked up.

The woman was leaning forward, propped up in front of him, her full, pendulous br3asts hanging down. He was reminded of strawberries hanging on a vine, beautifully colored and so ripe that a single bite seemed to burst with abundant juice.

She was like the serpent that tempted Eve in the Garden of Eden. He was tempted to raise his chin and open his mouth to take her in first.

Ci Yiyang couldn’t help but bite her index finger, and a moan escaped her teeth. A faint look of enjoyment appeared on her pale, beautiful cheeks. Because she had only one hand to support his shoulder, she almost fell, and it was only his arm that held her up.

He was very good.

From the first time they were together, she had discovered that every time his lips and tongue touched her, she would feel as if she were in a night of a changing season, her whole body uncomfortably hot.

Lu Jin pressed her hands, which were propped on his shoulders. He looked up, his gaze fixed on her slightly raised eyes, and with great difficulty, she bit her finger. The red marks on her cheeks spread to the skin of her ears, and her delicate face held a ness that was different from her usual self.

When Sister showed a lewd expression, she also looked very pitiful.

Even her calves were trembling.

His dark pupils gradually filled with pity, yet he skillfully stirred and sucked with his tongue, his expression obsessed as he took in every reaction on her face, until she was about to give out before he let go.

She was so red and plump from being sucked on.

How pitiful.

He stared at her and slowly smiled.

Ci Yiyang didn’t notice the strange smile in his eyes at this moment. Her hair was disheveled as she leaned back against the cool wall behind her, breathing rapidly. The glistening water in her beautiful, slightly unfocused eyes gave her a fragile appearance, a supple vine tinged with lust.

But before she could let out a sigh of relief, the young man kneeling in front of her suddenly lowered his hoarse voice and told her to turn around.

She heard him say, “Sister, turn around and lie down on me. Otherwise, if you get soft later, you’ll get a painful bump.”