Chapter 249 Shu Ying no longer rejects Xie Zhiyan and takes the initiative to kiss him.

Shu Ying got out of the bathtub and, with her eyes closed, picked out a bathrobe in the room.

She has always been particular about the clothes she wears close to her body; most of her pajamas and bathrobes are made of silk, which feels smooth to the touch and has a slightly cool feel in the summer.

The colors are mostly solid, but the styles vary.

In the past, after taking a shower, she would usually just change into her pajamas and go to sleep without any clothes on.

But now, when she thinks about sleeping with Xie Zhiyan, she always wants to be even more refined.

Even when she's sleeping, she wants to present her best self.

These subtle thoughts, which are not easily noticed by others, were not even realized by herself.

Among the many bathrobes, Shu Ying chose a white one. The silk fabric was slightly sheer, but it accentuated her shapely figure to the fullest extent.

She's gained some weight these past few days, not the kind of skinny, gaunt look, and her face is rounder than before. The deep-necked white silk bathrobe adds a touch of elegance to her.

She turned off the bathwater and came out of the bathroom. The house was quiet, and the outside lights were off.

She lost track of time while taking a bath and kept thinking that Xie Zhiyan hadn't come up from downstairs yet.

As Shu Ying spoke, she pulled her hair up and said, "Why are you dawdling like this even when you're sleeping? Does it take that long to wash up downstairs? This Xie Zhiyan is really..."

She sat down on the edge of the bed in the dark. She wanted to turn on the light, but then she thought that she was going to sleep anyway, so there was no need to do it.

My pupils adapted to the darkness, so the room wasn't pitch black.

Shu Ying reached for the blanket with one hand, only to realize someone was beside her when she pressed her hand down, and was startled.

She didn't even realize that she had just touched a place she shouldn't have.

Xie Zhiyan responded in a low voice, but it was drowned out by Shu Ying's exclamation.

"Hey, you...?"

She turned to turn on the light, but Xie Zhiyan grabbed her wrist with one hand and gently pulled her onto the bed.

A pair of large, strong hands covered her mouth, silencing all her cries.

"What did you just say about me?"

Xie Zhiyan's voice was low and magnetic, coming from beside Shu Ying's ear, making her feel a tingling sensation.

Shu Ying instinctively tried to break free from his embrace and escape, but he held her even tighter.

The room next door is the two children's room. Although Huang Meiling and Song Zhaodi are downstairs, it's so late, and if she had really screamed just now, she might have disturbed everyone's rest.

Shu Ying glared at him secretly, then, remembering that she couldn't see her own expression in the pitch-black space, she lightly tapped the man's heart with one hand.

"When did you come in? I thought you were still downstairs, everyone was resting, you just..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Xie Zhiyan sit up abruptly.

Once her eyes adjusted to the light in the room, and with the starlight streaming in from outside, Shu Ying could barely make out Xie Zhiyan's features.

The two faced each other, and he gently hooked his hand, pulling the other person into his arms.

Shu Ying's voice stopped abruptly, and the words she wanted to say about being frightened were all stuck in her throat.

Before she could even react, she felt her whole body lighten.

By the time she realized it, her legs had already been spread apart and she was kneeling in front of Xie Zhiyan.

This posture was too ambiguous, and Shu Ying's entire face turned bright red.

She could even feel the burning sensation on her cheeks.

Xie Zhiyan stared intently at her face. Shu Ying had just taken a bath, and her hair still smelled nice with shampoo.

It's a summer gardenia; just one whiff is enough to leave an unforgettable impression.

Xie Zhiyan put one arm around her lower back, and the distance between the two suddenly shrank considerably.

Their foreheads were practically touching.

Shu Ying's heart raced, as if a rabbit was inside her, trying to break free from her chest.

"Yingying, you smell so good, just like on our wedding night."

Xie Zhiyan buried his head in Shu Ying's neck and took a deep breath, his voice more tense than usual.

His words made Shu Ying blush so deeply that it seemed as if blood could drip from her face. It had been so long, and she herself couldn't even remember what it tasted like. How could he possibly remember?

Forced apart, her legs leaned further forward towards Xie Zhiyan, and Shu Ying braced her hands against his chest, avoiding his gaze.

She originally wanted to say that she wasn't ready yet. Although their relationship had progressed rapidly during this time, the unpleasant experience of their wedding night made her realize that accepting this situation also required courage.

Just by the moonlight streaming in through the window, Shu Ying, with one hand gathering the hair that had fallen in front of her, inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xie Zhiyan's restrained gaze.

His smooth jawline was undeniably sexy, and the hazy moonlight shone on him, giving him a gentlemanly air mixed with a touch of wildness.

Shu Ying placed her hand on his shoulder, where the muscles were tense.

Even the muscles she was sitting on were stiff, the temperature emanating from him was incredibly hot, and his gaze was like that of a beast poised to pounce.

It seems they've been longing for this moment for a long time.

Shu Ying's eyes darted away, and she ultimately couldn't bring herself to voice her original request.

Her face was reflected in Xie Zhiyan's dark eyes. It seemed that all he could see was her—gentle, charming, and alluring.

At that moment, she understood what it meant to be with one person for life.

In Xie Zhiyan's eyes, there wasn't a single unpleasant scene of her.

The two were very close, their breaths mingling, and Shuying's breathing quickened.

That strange, uncontrollable feeling swept over her again, and her burning gaze was fixed on her hands, no longer daring to meet Xie Zhiyan's eyes.

Xie Zhiyan gently lifted her chin with one hand, his slightly rough fingers caressing her face. The meaning in his eyes was obvious, and his uncontrollable hormones burst forth.

He waited silently for her consent.

Shu Ying knew this day would come sooner or later; they were husband and wife after all.

From the day I accepted Xie Zhiyan from the bottom of my heart, this kind of intimacy was inevitable.

Suppressing her shyness, she wrapped her arms around Xie Zhiyan's neck, leaned forward slightly, closed her eyes, and kissed him.