The young girl was very light, her entire body resting on the man’s like a feather.

The man’s kisses became more urgent than the wind and rain outside.

“Shao—” Qiao Zhao opened her mouth to call his name, but this gave him the chance to advance and conquer. In her dizziness, she could only cling to him like a vine, her original call transforming into soft, fragmented moans.

The man domineeringly captured the young girl’s fragrant tongue, carefully and thoroughly sweeping over every inch of her mouth, the trembling he caused spreading throughout her entire body.

Amid the lightning and thunder, the breathing in the dim, narrow room grew heavier.

The man suddenly turned to his side, taking the young girl from on top of him and placing her beside him. His large hands quickly lifted her upper garment to her shoulders, and through her tender-colored undergarment, he buried his head and took that tempting little bud into his mouth.

“Shao Mingyuan—” Qiao Zhao’s moist eyes widened in shock, but because the man suddenly bit down hard at that spot, her voice became high and seductive.

She wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, angrily saying: “Shao Mingyuan, you’re going crazy— mmph…”

The man directly blocked the young girl’s lips with his mouth, his large hands kneading forcefully at that intoxicating place.

Qiao Zhao felt tingling sensations surge through her limbs, making even her struggles weak.

This bastard was simply inhuman when he went crazy!

In her confusion and passion, Miss Qiao thought hazily.

“Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao, I miss you, miss you until my heart aches…” Shao Mingyuan mumbled, feeling the body in his arms gradually growing hot. The turbulence in his heart was like raging waves crashing everywhere but finding no outlet, making his entire body begin to ache from the tension.

“Zhaozhao, what should I do?”

“You… you bastard…” The young girl’s accusation was light and weightless.

“Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao…” In the gaps between their kisses, Shao Mingyuan used all his breath to call this name. Each time he called it, he felt his body being washed by waves of heat.

Following a man’s instinct, one of his large hands suddenly moved downward, slipping under the young girl’s skirt and nimbly drilling in to caress that fragrant place. It was already muddy there, making his fingers instinctively begin searching for an entrance.

In that instant, Qiao Zhao arched her body, her entire being trembling as she asked softly: “Shao Mingyuan, what are you trying to do?”

She asked gently, but there were tears at the corners of her eyes.

The man who had lost his reason suddenly became clear-headed.

His gaze moved downward, seeing his large hand that had slipped under the young girl’s skirt. He was completely stunned.

“Zhaozhao, I—”

What had he just done?

Qiao Zhao’s face was completely red: “Take your hand away!”

“Uh, alright—” Shao Mingyuan frantically withdrew his hand, but seeing the wet spot at the front of the green tube top that wrapped around the young girl’s slender figure, he froze again.

The burning heat below jumped uncontrollably twice, pressing impolitely against the young girl’s thigh.

Shao Mingyuan awkwardly rolled over and got off the bed.

Qiao Zhao quickly pulled down her upper garment, biting her lip expressionlessly.

Shao Mingyuan walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and gulped it down fiercely, not daring to turn around and face Qiao Zhao for a moment.

The sound of rain outside gradually lessened, and cool wind blew in through the window cracks, clearing one’s mind.

After his emotions had calmed, Shao Mingyuan re-lit the oil lamp before finally mustering the courage to turn around.

In the dim lamplight, he saw the young girl looking at him expressionlessly, her gaze deep and unfathomable.

Shao Mingyuan walked over, pulled a chair to place beside the bed, and sat down, calling out: “Zhaozhao.”

Qiao Zhao pressed her lips tightly together, saying nothing.

This sanctimonious fellow—there was nothing he wouldn’t dare to do!

“Zhaozhao, are you angry?”

“Shouldn’t I be angry?”

“You should be angry, you should be angry.” Shao Mingyuan grabbed Qiao Zhao’s hand. “I deserve to be beaten. Beat me.”

Qiao Zhao struggled free and sneered: “Stop it. Now that you’re clear-headed, you say you deserve to be beaten, but next time won’t you be bold enough to act recklessly again?”

Seeing the man’s thin lips pressed tightly together, Qiao Zhao laughed angrily.

This bastard didn’t even dare to refute, which showed he planned to do this again in the future!

This time he had dared to put his hand under her skirt—next time would he want to consummate their relationship?

“Zhaozhao, don’t be angry.” Shao Mingyuan pleaded gently. Because he had just been aroused, his voice was even more hoarse and low.

Qiao Zhao turned her face away.

Shao Mingyuan suddenly bent down, drew a dagger from his leg bindings, and pressed it into Qiao Zhao’s hands.

Qiao Zhao looked up in confusion.

Shao Mingyuan pressed his dry, cracked lips together and said resolutely: “Zhaozhao, if there’s a next time, stab me.”

Qiao Zhao directly threw the dagger to the ground and angrily said, “You bastard!”

If she could bring herself to do it, how could she have let him conquer and bully her so thoroughly?

Using this advance-by-retreating tactic—did he have no shame left?

Following the fallen dagger with his gaze, Shao Mingyuan couldn’t help but curve his lips slightly. He pulled the trembling girl into his arms and asked gently: “Zhaozhao, you can’t bear to hurt me, can you?”

“Shao Mingyuan, you’re using your strength to bully me like this—where is your conscience?”

Shao Mingyuan blinked, resting his chin on top of Qiao Zhao’s head and murmuring: “Silly girl, when I get close to you, I forget who I am—how could I remember what conscience is?”

This silly girl didn’t understand men at all.

A man could have a heart of iron toward all women, but one who could remain unmoved when facing his beloved would probably only be those rootless men in the palace.

Shao Mingyuan took Qiao Zhao’s hand and kissed it to his lips: “Zhaozhao, marry me soon. I’m afraid if this continues, I’ll become a bastard.”

“You already are a bastard.”

“Yes, I am a bastard. Today I went too far—” As Shao Mingyuan said this, he couldn’t help but recall the scene from just now.

With her keen mind, Qiao Zhao naturally knew what the man before her was thinking. She blushed and kicked him hard: “Don’t think about it anymore!”

That kick was neither painful nor itchy to Shao Mingyuan, but instead made his heart flutter. He caught the young girl’s small foot and placed it against his chest, coaxing: “Zhaozhao, kicking my leg doesn’t hurt. Kick here instead.”

His heart was about to burst from that strange yet familiar stirring of emotion.

He truly couldn’t imagine that this was what it felt like for a heart to beat for a certain girl.

With eyes open, he thought of her; with eyes closed, he still thought of her. He wanted to devour her completely, to have their bones and blood merge, never to be separated for even a moment.

Qiao Zhao struggled: “Let go!”

The rational General was very obedient, honestly releasing the young girl’s foot, though his heart felt empty and lost.

Looking at his appearance, Qiao Zhao didn’t know whether to be angry or laugh. Finally, she closed her eyes and said, “Shao Mingyuan, you can’t do this anymore. I… I haven’t even had my coming-of-age ceremony yet.”

The man lowered his head like a large dog abandoned by its master on a stormy night, honestly nodding: “I understand.”

Qiao Zhao glanced at him sideways, sighed softly in her heart, and said gently: “Even after my coming-of-age ceremony, it still won’t be acceptable. Can’t you wait until after we’re married?”

Though she didn’t care much about conventional propriety, becoming pregnant before marriage would still be too shocking.

“I’ll wait.” Shao Mingyuan took Qiao Zhao’s hand. “I can wait.”