"I have a sense of propriety, I won't go overboard." Lu Ziyuan's sharply defined face leaned towards her, giving her a gentle smile, "Wanwan, be good, let's try it here. If you don't like it, we'll go back inside the tent."
Xie Wanqing shook her head repeatedly.
This is the wilderness!
She glared at him, "What if someone sees us..."
"I told you, no one will come here," Lu Ziyuan pulled her into his arms, bent down close to her ear, whispered a few words, then gently pecked at her flushed earlobe, coaxing, "Just listen to me this once."
...
In the thick fog, he undid her robe, held her waist, and lowered his head to kiss her shoulder.
Reaching out, he took out her hairpin…
In an instant, her silken hair cascaded down to her lower back, the black strands wrapped around the girl's luminous white skin, vaguely visible in the rising steam, Lu Ziyuan's gaze grew dark, his breathing became heavy, and the kisses he landed on her became increasingly intense.
