Volume One, Chapter 160: Liang Jinmo thought that Xu Zhi was a sorceress.

Yang Xue’s camisole nightgown lay carelessly tossed on the bed.

Xu Zhi was held firmly by the man’s hands, her ears burning hot from what he had just said.

Once Liang Jinmo took the initiative to tease her, there was nothing she could do but feel shy. Yet her senses sharpened; her earlobe was gently bitten and nibbled by him, sending involuntary shivers through her body.

The familiar woody scent enveloped her completely. She couldn’t understand why she had once thought that aroma cold—it was clearly fierce, like an aphrodisiac.

Her breath grew erratic in an instant.

Liang Jinmo wrapped his arms around her waist, lowering his head so that his thin lips slowly traced from her ear to her cheek, then to the tip of her nose, and finally rested upon her lips.

Due to their height difference, Xu Zhi had to tilt her face up to meet his kiss.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, and the temperature of the entire room seemed to rise. She felt hot; the hem of her loungewear top was lifted, but no coolness followed. Soon, the bare skin revealed beneath was covered by the warmth of his large palm.

The heat of his hand pressed firmly against her chest, as if branding her heart.

The towel in her hand slipped away, forgotten. Xu Zhi couldn’t help but reach out and grasp the fabric of his pajamas.

His fingers nimbly twisted and kneaded, and she began to struggle for breath, feeling ticklish, torn between wanting to pull away and yearning for more.

Unable to resist, she turned her face slightly and gasped, “Brother Jinmo…”

His lips brushed gently against her cheek, silent in response.

Xu Zhi had something to say, but the man was quicker; he lifted her into his arms, laid her on the bed, then leaned over her, planting a kiss on her collarbone.

She shuddered involuntarily. “Listen to me…”

Her loungewear was pushed up, and when she reached out to block him, he caught her wrist, ignoring her pleas and continuing to kiss downward.

Xu Zhi let out a soft moan, tilting her face back like a fish out of water, her mind spinning into chaos.

The kiss moved further down, and she pressed her hand against his shoulder, trying to speak again. “Wait… please…”

Her voice was soft, tinged with the rush of emotion. He kissed near her delicate navel and finally responded, his voice husky, “You want to talk… at a time like this?”

“I…” Xu Zhi bit her lip, cheeks flushed, yet she had to say it, “I… my period has come.”

This unfortunate timing was truly a mood killer, she knew that, but no matter how reluctant, it had to be said.

Liang Jinmo paused, his dark eyes narrowing.

Xu Zhi pursed her lips, then whispered after a moment, “I’m sorry.”

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Liang Jinmo frowned slightly. “Why apologize?”

Xu Zhi cautiously asked, “You’re not angry?”

He lay down beside her, steadying his breath. “It’s not like we have to do it. And I didn’t use protection today.”

After not seeing him for most of the day, he was beginning to lose patience.

He turned to the side, helping her smooth her clothes, then pulled her close, feeling that was enough for now.

Xu Zhi sensed the change in his body. She turned to face him, still blushing and breathing unevenly, nestling into his arms. Her fingers tugged at his shirt as she whispered, “Or… maybe… like last time… with my hand…”

She should have said this when he first kissed her, so it wouldn’t have escalated this far, but she had been lost in the moment and unable to think clearly. He must be feeling a little uncomfortable now.

When you truly like someone, he could endure it, but she didn’t want him to have to.

Summoning courage, she made her suggestion.

Liang Jinmo lowered his head, lips brushing her forehead gently. “No need. Does it feel uncomfortable for you?”

Xu Zhi was taken aback.

His first concern was actually that.

She was silent for two seconds before replying, “It’s okay. I just noticed it after the shower. It’s the first day, and sometimes I get cramps, but not always. Luckily, my cycle is very regular—usually just these one or two days.”

His hand pressed against her lower abdomen. “Tell me if it hurts.”

His palm was still warm, pressing against her belly, and she felt heat spread through her chest.

She thought she liked him even more.

She couldn’t help but rub her head against his chest, like a little animal. Liang Jinmo thought she really was like a kitten at times and reached out to stroke her hair again.

Once their breathing steadied, he said, “I’m going to shower.”

He released her and got up from the bed. She followed, grabbing his hand.

Liang Jinmo looked back at her as she bit her lip. “I really am fine… you don’t need to worry so much about my body. I—I can handle it…”

From a man’s perspective, seeing the woman he liked blush like this, holding his hand shyly and saying such things, was far more intoxicating than any nightgown or bare skin. His breath grew heavy.

The thought that had just flickered out flared up again like a blaze.

Looking at him, her eyes glimmered with tears as she whispered, “I want you to…”

The last two words were barely audible.

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But he heard them, like a fuse igniting. He pulled her up from the bed. “You really are reckless.”

This time, things went differently from before.

Xu Zhi was a little confused as the man pressed her against the wardrobe. He told her to steady herself, and she obediently did, though something felt off.

Wasn’t she supposed to use her hand…?

Soon, he answered her question with his actions.

His heavy breathing sounded in her ear. Her heart pounded like a drum as he whispered, “Clench your legs tight.”

Despite the overwhelming embarrassment, she closed her eyes and obeyed.

The strong masculine scent enveloped her completely from behind.

Throughout the entire process, her mind was blank, but the shame made her body tense.

Sensing it, he kissed the back of her neck and asked softly, “Don’t like it?”

Xu Zhi turned her face toward him, eyes shimmering with tears. “No matter what you do… I like it.”

She didn’t know why, but with him, she seemed to have no limits.

Things she had never even imagined before, now she was willing to do for him.

Liang Jinmo thought Xu Zhi was a sorceress hidden beneath an innocent facade. She effortlessly unleashed the primal, bestial side buried deep within him, making him lose control completely.

Their night of indulgence left Xu Zhi’s inner thighs still marked with redness the next morning.

It was fine in bed, but at breakfast, she felt awkward and couldn’t meet Liang Jinmo’s eyes.

Before they had finished eating, Liang Jinmo’s phone rang on the table.

It was his father, Liang Zhenguo. He answered.

Liang Zhenguo’s voice was grave on the other end. “You and Xu Zhi had a conflict with Mu Zhi at the hospital the other day. Xu Zhi pushed Mu Zhi, you know about this, right?”

Liang Jinmo’s expression darkened. “What’s happened?”

“His mother showed me the hospital’s surveillance footage just now…” Liang Zhenguo paused. “Originally, I wasn’t going to pursue this, but Mu Zhi’s hand has been injured.”

Liang Jinmo put down his chopsticks. “What kind of injury?”

“There will be lasting effects. He won’t be able to do any high-demand hand activities in the future—not even racing,” Liang Zhenguo said. “You two should come to the hospital.”