Host! I told you to do a task! I didn't tell you to bbb.

When she saw the face of the person on the bed, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

It wasn't Gu Yanqing, it was Shen Hanzhou.

The boy had shed his former arrogance and swagger, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath his eyelids.

His usually arrogant eyes now showed a hint of docility.

She walked slowly closer, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked his sharply defined brow bone with her fingertips.

Shen Hanzhou's eyelashes trembled suddenly, but he didn't open his eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, and a faint blush crept onto his ears.

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, her voice languid with the night's gloom, like a feather brushing against the heart:

"Wild Rose, what are you up to? A sacrifice?"

Shen Hanzhou opened his eyes, his usual arrogance gone, replaced by a layer of tears, and a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, as if he were making a desperate gamble.

"Clouds, clouds drift..."

That trembling call, like a pebble thrown into a tranquil lake, instantly created ripples in Liu Yunshu's heart.

"please……"

Shen Hanzhou took a deep breath, his voice still trembling, yet every word was clear, and his eyes shimmered with a desperate, burning passion.

"Please open...the gift."

The interest and desire in Liu Yunshu's eyes grew stronger.

The formerly unruly person, adopting this submissive posture, is more alluring than any attempt at flattery.

Her fingertips slid down his brow bone, across his taut jawline, and finally stopped at the end of the red thread wrapped around his chest.

With a gentle flick of her fingertip, the red thread slipped loosely a bit, revealing a pale pink mark on her collarbone, whether from the tightness or from embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

"Gift?"

She chuckled softly, her voice carrying a hint of nonchalant seduction.

"My wild rose, when did you learn this?"

Shen Hanzhou's breathing suddenly quickened, the tears in his eyes intensified, and even his voice took on a broken quality:

"Yun, Yunshu, do you like it?"

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly without saying a word, then beckoned with her fingertips.

That voice, with its broken sweetness, was like crushed rose petals, spreading with extreme tension in the quiet night.

The smile in Liu Yunshu's eyes deepened.

"You like it?" she asked casually, but her voice trailed off with a seductive lingering tone. "It depends on whether my wild rose can satisfy me."

Shen Hanzhou suddenly opened his eyes, the tears in them receding slightly, replaced by a surging possessiveness:

"I can! Yunshu, I definitely can..."

He struggled to get up, leaving deeper red marks on his fair skin.

Instead, it gave that unruly wildness a touch of wretched allure.

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There was a crabapple tree in Liu Yunshu's room; it was a large-flowered, colorful jade crabapple.

The flower buds, like a pipa player half-concealing her face, are shyly waiting to bloom.

The moonlight streaming in through the window spilled over the edges of the petals, making the half-open flower buds appear even more delicate.

The pink and white petals embrace the delicate stamen, making one's heart itch.

"They certainly know how to choose their timing."

She murmured softly, "The crabapple tree is asleep in spring, Hanzhou, how is this crabapple tree..."

His gaze fell on the potted crabapple, the pink and white buds gleaming softly in the moonlight, the petals half-closed.

"The crabapple trees that Yun Shu raises are naturally extremely beautiful..." His voice was low and hoarse, and his fingertips unconsciously curled up.

Do you like these flowers?

Liu Yunshu looked at Shen Hanzhou, her voice tinged with a lazy, teasing tone.

"I like it..." Shen Hanzhou looked up at her, his long eyelashes still glistening with tears, which made his eyes shine even brighter.

"How about I give you one?" Liu Yunshu's casual tone carried a hint of playful control.

Shen Hanzhou suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

But he didn't care at all; his eyes were only fixed on Liu Yunshu's lazy, smiling eyes.

Like a starving beast that has finally received the sweet treat of being fed by its master.

He didn't care whether the other two people had ever owned this crabapple tree.

At this moment, this crabapple tree belongs to him!

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yun Shu..." He looked up at her, his eyes still glistening with tears, shining brightly in the moonlight. "These flowers, are they really for me?"

"Of course, it belongs to you tonight."

Liu Yunshu leaned against the edge of the bed, her fingertips casually twirling a strand of hair that had fallen down.

A lazy smile played on his lips, his tone carrying a hint of playful control: "What, you're afraid to take it?"

"I dare!" Shen Hanzhou immediately responded, his voice hoarse but firm.

"Look, doesn't it resemble me now? It seems delicate, but it only wants to bloom towards you, even if it's bound, it's willing."

Liu Yunshu lowered her eyes, her tone casual yet alluringly tender:

"Oh? Then tell me, how exactly do you mean 'willing'?"

Shen Hanzhou's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the burning intensity in his eyes was almost scorching.

He leaned forward abruptly, his voice broken yet devout:

"I can suppress all my wildness and stay obediently by your side; I can give up all my pride just to make you smile; I can..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yunshu gently pressed her lips to his.

Her fingertips were slightly cool and carried the delicate fragrance of crabapple blossoms, instantly silencing him.

Liu Yunshu's smile deepened, her voice trailing off with a seductive allure:

"Words are no substitute for actions. My wild rose, mere appearances are not enough; I must truly feel your willingness."

Looking at the languidness and control in her eyes, Shen Hanzhou felt his blood boil.

The pain of being bound and the burning passion in his heart intertwined, making him realize this more and more clearly.

The woman before him was the master to whom he willingly submitted.

*Day*Day*Day*Day*Day*Day

"Yunshu, do you like it?"

"As expected of a wild rose, wild and spirited enough..."

"Then I'll do this every day... okay?"

Shen Hanzhou's eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, like stars that had been tempered in fire, with a burning possessiveness and an eagerness to please surging within them.

The lingering tremor in her voice carried a hint of coquettish sweetness:

"Yun Shu, is that alright? I'll give myself to you as a gift every day, you can unpack me and play with me as you please, I promise I'll make sure you're satisfied every time."

Seeing that Liu Yunshu remained silent, he became even bolder.

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, her tone languid and tinged with nonchalant indulgence: "Tiantian? I don't have to do anything else?"

Shen Hanzhou leaned forward, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance and sweetness:

"Then...then I'll wait until Master is finished with his work, and until Yun Shu is free...okay?"

Liu Yunshu reached out and pinched his chin. "Okay, let's wait until you finish your work first..."

The light in Shen Hanzhou's eyes burned even brighter in an instant.

The muscles stretched into smooth curves under the moonlight, like a cheetah poised to pounce, yet willingly surrendering to the hunter's grasp.

Liu Yunshu's fingertips curled slightly, and a lazy smile remained in her eyes.

He was like a tamed wild rose, blooming with the most alluring color in the extreme tension.

The moonlight outside the window seemed to be scorching hot, filtering through the gauze curtains and falling on the two of them.

The shadow stretched long, like an unbreakable bond.

The begonia was left to languish to one side, its newly opened petals drooping slightly, yet still emitting a sweet fragrance.

Intertwined with the rich, ambiguous atmosphere in the room, it appeared even more tender and intimate.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Hanzhou lay beside her, his hair on his forehead soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to his skin.

The burning passion in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only an intense, unyielding longing.

The red thread on his wrist hung loosely, the red marks clearly visible, which only made his obedient appearance even more pitiful.

He tilted his head, his nose brushing against her wrist, his voice hoarse and almost incoherent.

"Yun Shu...were you satisfied just now?"

Liu Yunshu raised her hand and stroked his sweaty hair, her fingertips carrying a slightly cool temperature.

She gently stroked his reddened earlobe, her voice tinged with a languid sigh: "Wild Rose, you certainly didn't disappoint me."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Shen Hanzhou's eyes lit up again, and he moved closer to her.

Like a little animal that has just gotten candy, its voice was filled with a joyful yet aggrieved tone:

"Then Yun Shu... can you promise me that you won't let Gu Yanqing stay by your side anymore? I can do better, a hundred times, a thousand times better than him."

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, gently tapping his brow with her fingertip. "Does he make you this uneasy? Even Lu Xingchen didn't make you this anxious."

Shen Hanzhou secretly curled his lip, cursing Lu Xingchen eight hundred times in his heart.

That naive and innocent green tea bitch only knows how to play the victim and gain sympathy.

She tries to seduce people with her innocent appearance, but she can't really cause any trouble.

But since they were now allies against Gu Yanqing, they could only force themselves to say a few insincere words:

"Lu Xingchen... he's just good at sweet-talking and flattering people."

The tone shifted abruptly, and the grievance in his eyes surged even more intensely. He gripped her clothes tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"But Gu Yanqing is different! He's deep and keeps his thoughts well hidden. He seems aloof and abstinent, but he's actually very calculating! We can't just let him stay, can we?"

"Who you keep by your side depends on your abilities."

She paused, looking at his eyes that had instantly dimmed, and added a seductive whisper.

"However, if my wild rose could always make me feel this way... perhaps... I would prefer it even more."

These words were like a shot of adrenaline, instantly reigniting the burning light in Shen Hanzhou's eyes.

He suddenly looked up, gripped her fingertips tightly, and a stubborn possessiveness surged in his eyes.

"I will! Yun Shu, I'll make sure you only see me!"