Seducing Him - Chapter 41

The hot water in the bathtub was brimming, and the rising mist condensed into wet droplets on the pristine white tiles, tracing a path down the wall like a woman’s pale back.

Ci Yiyang’s arms were pressed against the edge of the tub. The upper half of her body was leaning on the white tiles. Her long, dark, and soft hair cascaded into the water from both sides, spreading out like a mist as it got wet.

“Lift up and separate a little, I can’t kiss you.”

A boy’s husky, hazy voice came from behind her, his steady breathing tinged with a slight, quick pant.

Ci Yiyang couldn’t help but bury her face deeper. The ripples on the water couldn’t hide her flushed face as she desperately bit her lower lip, not moving. She felt it was absurd, yet she couldn’t resist the feelings he brought her—feelings she had never experienced before.

He could please her so well, from body to soul.

When she didn’t move or obediently arch her back and lift her hips, the boy behind her slowly lifted his flushed face, his expression intoxicated as he looked at her.

He saw his usually composed and indifferent sister biting her lower lip, her earlobes red, her entire body tense.

So cute.

He chuckled, understanding her, so he used his hand to part her.

After separating her, he didn’t rush to kiss her. Instead, he lowered his eyelids and carefully examined her under the cold, white light of the bathroom.

Ci Yiyang sensed his bold, unrestrained gaze, and a strange shame welled up in her heart. She pushed herself up and turned, trying to struggle. “Lu Jin, what are you doing!”

In contrast to her panic, the boy calmly held her lower back, lifted his eyelids, and with a tone full of laughter, he elegantly warned her, “Don’t move, or I’ll tie you up here, without a condom, until you’re pregnant.”

He said these seemingly unthreatening words gently, but he had already come to a conclusion in his heart.

Just as cute and beautiful as my sister.

These vulgar words didn’t sound like they would come from his mouth. They were a stark contrast to his elegant and beautiful face, which stunned Ci Yiyang. She almost thought she had misheard him.

While she was in a daze, Lu Jin lowered his head and kissed her slender lower back very lightly, tracing the curve inch by inch to touch the place he had long craved.

“Ugh…” The moment he touched her, just a tentative poke with his tongue, she couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, as soft and sweet as if she were holding a piece of candy.

He lowered his pure black eyes, staring at the spot that contracted with the brush of his tongue, and praised her sincerely, “Sister’s voice is so lovely.”

Ci Yiyang’s earlobes were completely red. The thoughts in her mind were instantly scattered. She couldn’t spare a thought for what he had just said. All her senses were captivated by him. She couldn’t help but move, her body leaning over the edge of the tub, taking small breaths.

Sensing her hint, Lu Jin smiled, his lips curving. He completely buried his face, sinking deep into her, making slurping sounds like a child still in their oral fixation phase.

Ci Yiyang had always been indifferent to desire, seeing it as something she could take or leave, but Lu Jin was different.

He was young and full of energy. Ever since he had been with her, he thought of her constantly.

He longed for her body temperature, her voice when she was overwhelmed by emotion, and the charming elegance she only revealed at this moment.

He was almost famished, burying his handsome face deep within her, even deforming his high nose as if he were a crazed, greedy dog licking something. He still wouldn’t let go, only becoming more and more frantic.

Wet tears welled up and spilled from her eyes. Ci Yiyang struggled to hold back her cries, trembling and giving way to him again and again.

By the time he was sated, her knees were no longer able to support her. The moment he let her go, she completely collapsed into a puddle of mush, her body, white as cotton, lying on the white tiles, her breathing ragged and her expression vacant.

The boy behind her lifted his head, his hazy eyes staring motionlessly at her flushed, desire-filled face, his eyes swirling with a deep, red hue.

He watched her for a long time before he finally couldn’t resist. He picked up her limp body, turned, and placed her on the sink counter in front of the mirror. With trembling hands, he pinched her pointed chin and turned her to face the mirror.

“Sister, look here,” he said with a smile, his voice light and strangely twisted.

Ci Yiyang opened her eyes and saw her own face. She didn’t know if it was because the bathroom was stuffy and she had been steamed red by the hot water, or if she was simply so sensitive that she would turn red at the slightest touch.

At this moment, she was the exact opposite of her usual self. Not only was her skin pink, but her eyes were also wet and red. Her dark eyelashes were wet with tears, and her entire face held a pitiable, lustful expression.

“This is when you’re most beautiful, Sister,” he said, pressing his face close to hers. His eyes, fixed on her reflection, were still. He murmured with an oddly twisted tone, “So beautiful that I want to hide you away, in a place only I can see.”

He wanted to possess her all to himself, to have her eyes see only him, and to make her so addicted to his body that she couldn’t leave him.

Hearing his twisted tone, the spark of desire in Ci Yiyang’s heart faded. She struggled fiercely to break free from his trembling hands, her toes pressing against his pelvis, kicking the boy’s body away bit by bit.

“You should go out.”

When a woman becomes heartless, she won’t even grant a moment of tenderness.

Lu Jin lifted her leg and leaned down to kiss it carefully. His voice showed no trace of complaint. “I haven’t even started yet.”

Ci Yiyang looked down, following his words.

After seeing a certain spot, her eyes flickered. She softened her voice and coaxed him, “I’m tired, and I have to see someone later. We’ll continue tonight.”

He asked, “How much later is ‘tonight’?”

“Tonight,” she gave a definite answer.

Lu Jin let go of her leg, obediently took a step back, looked at her, and smiled. “Okay.”

“Hurry up and get out,” she said, her body bare as she sat on the countertop made of pine flower stone, her enchanting eyes urging him to leave.

Lu Jin’s gaze swept over her. He obediently turned around, opened the bathroom door, and left.

Once the bathroom door closed, Ci Yiyang’s legs and arms felt weak. She got down from the counter, her hands propped on the mirror, and turned on the cold water to splash on her flushed face. Her mind went back to the boy who had just left.

Lu Jin seems easy to get rid of now, and he’s becoming more and more obedient.

Ci Yiyang looked up at her reflection in the mirror again. Her dark, long hair was wet, clinging to her face and shoulders. Her eyes were full of longing, yet her flushed face was expressionless.

Lu Jin.

Just a very obedient dog that has been trained well.

The fact that Lorraine was able to return this time meant that the matters abroad had been completely resolved. So, as soon as Lu Lan landed, she ordered the driver to head straight to the North City Manor.

They returned in the afternoon.

Lu Lan walked into the main hall and immediately saw the boy not far away. He was just wearing a simple white sweater and black casual pants, yet at a glance, he looked more and more like that person.

He was wearing headphones, seemingly engrossed in music, and hadn’t heard her return.

“A-Lan?” Lorraine stood beside her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, asking why she didn’t go in.

Lu Lan came back to her senses, looked at the man beside her, smiled, and shook her head, her mood suddenly brightening.

Although she no longer had a home abroad, she was about to have a new family now.

After telling a servant to take their luggage upstairs, Lu Lan called out to the boy, “A-Jin.”

Lu Jin took off his headphones and turned his head. Seeing the woman’s good complexion, the corners of his crimson thin lips curled up. “Welcome back, Ms. Lan.”

“Did you take care of all the flowers outside? I’ve told you before that I only occasionally like flowers. There’s no need to plant so many on the road,” Lu Lan said as she walked over to sit on the sofa.

“It’s too ostentatious. A lighter touch is better.”

Lu Jin hung his headphones nearby, his slender fingers tapping on the touch screen in front of him. He answered nonchalantly, “I know. So they’re not for you.”

“They’re not for me?” Lu Lan was surprised, her voice rising slightly.

Lu Jin answered with a flat “yes,” not intending to explain.

Thinking of her son’s strange temperament, and knowing she wouldn’t get a reason from him anyway, Lu Lan simply gave up.

She glanced upstairs and couldn’t help but ask, “A-Jin, where’s your sister? Didn’t Lorraine say she would come over this weekend? How come I don’t see her?”

“She’s upstairs. I accidentally spilled water on her just now, so she’s upstairs changing,” Lu Jin stood up and looked at the two of them, his tone gentle as he asked, “Should I go call her down?”

The boy’s tone was casual, and his repeated use of “sister” sounded extremely natural.

Lu Lan hadn’t quite processed the meaning, but Lorraine beside her subtly showed a satisfied expression. It had been the right decision to have his daughter come here after all.

Lorraine looked at the boy with affectionate eyes. “Thank you, A-Jin.”

“It’s no trouble,” Lu Jin smiled at them, then turned and walked upstairs.

The boy had a proper posture, long legs, and broad shoulders. Even his back showed the best genetic traits of the family.

Lu Lan, however, couldn’t help but frown as she watched his retreating figure, murmuring in confusion, “Since when has A-Jin been so obedient?”

Planting flowers, and now offering to call someone down.

He was as obedient as he was back when she was preparing to persuade him to meet with Lorraine, and he simply agreed without asking any questions. It was an odd kind of obedience.

Lorraine squeezed her hand next to her, explaining, “Children always become more obedient as they grow up, especially a sensible child like A-Jin.”

“No, A-Jin was always with him before. You don’t know, he…” Lu Lan’s face was full of worry as she blurted it out, then suddenly stopped.

He wasn’t a good person. If it weren’t for a a restriction on his identity that prevented him from traveling abroad on his own, she wouldn’t have let Lu Jin stay in the country.

Lu Lan’s eyes dropped in disappointment. She said in a low voice, “A-Jin has been with him since he was a child. The way he acts and does things is very much like him.”

Although she didn’t say who he was, Lorraine knew she was talking about Lu Lan’s ex-husband.

He patted her back comfortingly and said gently, “It’s okay, A-Lan, everything is in the past. I’ll be by your side from now on.”

The man’s considerate tenderness was just as it had been.

Lu Lan looked up and gave him a faint smile.

Even though she was in her late forties, the woman still looked as young and beautiful as she did back then, showing no signs of her age.

Lorraine was momentarily dazed.

Lu Lan said, “Lorraine, after we get married, let’s move back to Hechuan. This house is too big, I don’t like it. I still prefer the old neighborhood where I used to wait for you to go to school.”

Lorraine’s hand paused, then he rested it on her head. “Okay.”

Lu Lan smiled with contentment and continued, “Do you remember the last time I came? That old neighborhood hadn’t changed at all. There’s still the tree we planted together under the big tree outside the yard. When we go back to get our marriage certificate, we should also go see if we can replace it with a gardenia tree.”

Lorraine moved his lips. “Okay.”

He didn’t mention that the tree in the yard had been replanted by his deceased wife and daughter.

No matter what Lu Lan said, he always answered gently with “okay.”

The two of them talked and waited for someone in the main hall.

Meanwhile, upstairs in a sparsely decorated room, as soon as Lu Jin opened the door, he was pulled down by the collar. The woman’s soft body pressed against him. Her wet lips eagerly sought his, unable to wait to kiss him.

“Lu Jin.”

He leaned lazily against the door, one hand holding the back of her neck, his chin slightly lowered to meet her urgent kiss.

The boy’s kiss was different from his appearance. His tongue was like a tough vine; once it entered her mouth, it seemed to want to root itself in her throat. His emotions were also in a nameless state of excitement.

It made her throat tighten again and again.

Ci Yiyang only wanted to create an atmosphere. She didn’t want to kiss him like this.

She thought he would avoid her and ask her what was wrong first, but she didn’t expect him not only to not ask but to kiss her so deeply.

Ci Yiyang’s brow furrowed. She pushed hard against his tongue with her own.

He misinterpreted her action as a desire for a deeper tongue-on-tongue kiss. The hand on her neck tightened even more, until he had taken all her breath.

If he kept kissing her like this, she would suffocate.

Ci Yiyang bit his lip hard.

Lu Jin flinched in pain and loosened his grip, but he didn’t let her go. He lifted his moist eyelids, his gaze deep as he stared at her.

Ci Yiyang’s lips were numb from the kissing. Her eyes, filled with tears, trembled. She pulled her head back an inch to get away from his lips.

He looked at her with a languid gaze, his fingertips brushing his lips. “You bit me again, Sister.”

“I was supposed to bite you,” she said, no longer bothering to act. She lowered her head to straighten her dress, casually asking, “Why did you come in?”

Lu Jin glanced at her bare feet, which were exposed because of her panic. He took a long stride past her, his fingers hooking the slippers that were placed by the bed.

He turned back, walked towards her, and bent down to place the slippers in front of her. He said gently, “They’re back. They’re downstairs. I came up to call you down, Sister.”

“Sister, lift your feet,” he said as he crouched in front of her, his head tilted up, his dark eyes like a swirling vortex of enchantment.

Ci Yiyang leaned against the doorframe, lifting her feet. As she put on the slippers, she blinked, asking him curiously, “What did you tell them?”

“I said I accidentally spilled water on you, Sister,” he said, standing up and lowering his head to brush her lips. His eyes were dark and deep. “You’re all wet, so you’re upstairs changing your clothes.”

The sensation of his breath, almost touching but not quite, carried a warm hint of ambiguity that wrapped around her face in circles.

Ci Yiyang’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t turn her head away. Instead, she stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and smiled, kissing his Adam’s apple.

“That’s a reward.”

Her tone was like that of someone a child.

Lu Jin raised his hand and felt his tingling Adam’s apple. He smiled, too.

He was so well-behaved, but not just for a fleeting kiss. What he wanted was tonight, when his sister would be completely defenseless against him.