Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

Early the next morning.

Yan Sen was forced awake by the urge to suffocate.

It's not that I need to pee, it's that I can't breathe.

He opened his eyes groggily, his vision completely black, the air around him filled with the rich scent of shower gel, mixed with a hint of sweet strawberry.

The touch from both sides of my cheeks was surprisingly soft, yet incredibly intense.

Yan Sen's brain went blank for two seconds before he realized his current situation.

The thick quilt that he had rolled up into a "Chu River and Han Border" shape had long since been kicked under the bed by someone and was now lying alone on the carpet.

Xia He, who should have been sleeping on the other side of the bed, was now wrapped tightly around him like a giant python.

Her two fair arms were tightly wrapped around Yan Sen's neck, and her long, slender legs straddled his waist, making him look like a giant human-shaped pillow.

The worst part was that Yan Sen's face was buried tightly against Xia He's proud chest.

"That sleeping posture... is it like an octopus?" Yan Sen thought to himself.

Although he had some difficulty breathing, the warm and soft touch made Yan Sen, a normal man full of vigor, unable to bear pushing her away.

Push me away? Are you kidding me?

This is a windfall! You never get such a good thing normally!

Yan Sen suppressed the dizziness from lack of oxygen and rolled his eyes around.

Based on his understanding of Xia He, he knew that once she woke up, she would absolutely not admit that she had crossed the 38th parallel in the middle of the night.

They will almost certainly turn the tables and accuse Yan Sen of having ulterior motives and taking advantage of others' misfortunes.

"Ha, you think you can mess with me?"

Yan Sen's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. He laboriously pulled his newly replaced iPhone 4 from under his pillow, unlocked it by muscle memory, and opened the camera.

Because his face was covered, he could only shoot blindly.

Adjust the angle and extend your arm.

"Click."

Just to be on the safe side, he changed the angle and took three more pictures.

After confirming that the photos were safely saved in the album, Yan Sen stuffed his phone back under his pillow, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and continued to play dead.

High-level hunters often appear in the form of prey.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Sen felt the person in his arms suddenly move.

Xia He's breathing paused for a moment, then became somewhat rapid.

Clearly, she was awake and realized how "indecent" her current position was.

Yan Sen could feel the temperature of the skin pressed against his cheek rising rapidly.

Xia He didn't move immediately. She held her breath, carefully lowered her head, and observed Yan Sen's reaction.

Yan Sen's breathing was steady and long, his chest rose and fell rhythmically, and his brows were relaxed, as if he were sleeping soundly.

"call......"

Xia He breathed a silent sigh of relief.

Like a little thief, she slowly and carefully pulled her arms off Yan Sen's neck, and then cautiously moved the leg that was wrapped around his waist away.

The whole process took nearly two minutes, as they were afraid of making any noise that might wake Yan Sen.

Finally free, Yan Sen felt a pang of regret in his heart, but on the surface he remained unmoved.

Xia He knelt by the bed, looking at Yan Sen's face, which was so close to hers.

The morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto his eyelashes. This guy usually had a smug smile on his face, but he seemed much quieter and more obedient when he was asleep.

Xia He bit her lip, her eyes flickering.

She leaned down, her long pink hair falling onto Yan Sen's cheek, causing a slight tickle.

Her soft lips gently, like a dragonfly skimming the water, pressed a light kiss on Yan Sen's cheek.

Instantly separate.

Then, as if she had done something wrong, Xia He jumped back as if she had been electrocuted, and barefoot, tiptoed into the bathroom.

"Click." The bathroom door closed.

Soon, the sound of rushing water came from inside.

Hearing the sound of water, Yan Sen opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

He touched the side of his cheek that had just been kissed, and couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth turn up in a wild smile.

"This girl is quite innocent."

The most comfortable state for the relationship between the man and woman is to maintain the way it is now.

You understand my feigned modesty, and I understand your ulterior motives.

Neither side made any explicit statements, maintaining this ambiguous tug-of-war, like a cat playing with a mouse, enjoying the game.

Yan Sen stretched out a big yawn, his joints cracking. He deliberately made some noise, sat up in bed, and rubbed his messy hair.

"Awake? You little rascal?"

The bathroom door was pushed open a crack, and Xia He peeked out with her little head.

She had a toothbrush in her mouth, white toothpaste foam on the corner of her lips, rosy cheeks, and stared at Yan Sen with her bright blue eyes, pretending to be unhappy.

"Why did you call me a little hooligan?" Yan Sen blinked innocently. "What did I do? I was lying peacefully in my seat, without even turning over."

"Hmph, you still won't admit it!"

As Yan Sen had predicted, Xia He began to turn the tables and accuse Yan He.

Holding a toothbrush, she pointed at Yan Sen and accused him, "Do you know that when I woke up just now, you were hugging me tightly with both arms! And your thighs were pressing down on me, they're all numb! Why are you such a restless sleeper?"

Xia He spoke with such conviction that she almost believed it herself.

If I strike first, you'll be the one who suffers!

Yan Sen was secretly overjoyed to see Xia He's "victim-first" act.

Xiangxiang's acting skills are not very good; she lacks a sense of unwavering conviction.

"Oh, really?" Yan Sen raised an eyebrow, his tone not showing any panic, but rather a hint of teasing. "Then I'm really sorry~ I am a bit picky about beds, so I probably mistook you for my body pillow."

Seeing that Yan Sen's "confession" attitude was good, Xia He was secretly pleased and was preparing to press her advantage and scold him a few more times.

But then Yan Sen slowly pulled his phone out from under his pillow and quickly tapped the screen with his thumb.

"Beep beep beep".

Xia He's phone, which was on the sink, rang; it was a notification from QQ asking her to show her special concern.

"I saw your QQ profile picture and sent it to you to help you recall the details." Yan Sen waved his phone, grinning like a fox who had just stolen a chicken.

Xia He was stunned for a moment.

Photos? What photos?

A sudden, extremely ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

While brushing her teeth, she suspiciously picked up her phone, swiped the screen, and opened the message sent by Yan Sen.

I only glanced at it.

Xia He froze.

Although the lighting in the photo is somewhat dim, it is still clearly visible.

Yan Sen lay flat on the bed, like an innocent victim.

And she, Xia He, was like a koala, clinging to Yan Sen with both hands and feet, sleeping soundly, with what even seemed to be a trace of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"..."

Xia He's eyes widened instantly.

The proof is like a mountain!

Her face flushed bright red instantly, even the base of her neck turned pink.

That kid! He was awake a long time ago! Not only was he awake, he pretended to be asleep! Not only did he pretend to be asleep, he even took pictures to commemorate the moment!

"Yan! Sen!"

Xia He stopped brushing her teeth, spat out the foam in her mouth with a "pui," and rushed out of the bathroom without even wiping her mouth.

"You bastard! You tricked me!"

Xia He gathered her strength on the spot, then pushed off with her long legs, like an angry little female leopard, leaping across two meters and accurately pouncing into Yan Sen's arms.

"Oh my god!"

Yan Sen was thrown backward by the huge impact, and the two of them landed solidly on the soft mattress.

Before Yan Sen could even beg for mercy, Xia He had already straddled his waist.

She opened her small mouth, revealing two rows of clean, even teeth, and bit down fiercely on the flesh on Yan Sen's shoulder.

"Ouch—! Ouch! Ouch! Xiangxiang, are you a dog?! Be gentle!"

Yan Sen gasped, wincing in pain.

He dared not activate the Golden Light Mantra for protection.

Her spleen was as hard as steel, and if the golden light were activated, it would surely break her beautiful teeth if she bit so hard.

So we have no choice but to tough it out.

"Serves you right! Who told you to bully me! Who told you to take pictures! What if someone sees this!" Xia He didn't back down at all, accusing him indistinctly, and even grinding her teeth defiantly.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, okay?! I'll delete the photos! Right now!"

While begging for mercy, Yan Sen reached out and pushed Xia He's shoulder.

But Xia He was furious and wouldn't listen. The two started rolling around on the bed.

The blankets were in complete disarray, and the pillows were on the floor.

Yan Sen had no choice but to resort to a passive counterattack.

He wrapped his arms around Xia He's slender waist, his fingers precisely finding the ticklish spot on her side, and began to scratch it without any hesitation.

"Ah—!...Let go! Stop scratching me there!"

Xia He is extremely ticklish, and when Yan Sen tickled her, she instantly lost her grip.

She released her mouth and began to writhe and struggle violently in Yan Sen's arms, laughing until tears almost streamed down her face.

"I'll let go if you give in!"

"Let go first! I'll let go if you delete the photos!" Xia He dodged Yan Sen's "clutches" while reaching out to snatch the phone from his hand.

"Get off me first!"

"No! You delete it first!"

The two of them wrestled and struggled on the bed like two children fighting over a toy.

Xia He's loose pajamas slipped down one shoulder during the tugging, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

Her long, slender legs rubbed against Yan Sen's body without any restraint.

Yan Sen is a normal man, and a young man full of vigor and vitality.

Early in the morning is when a man's yang energy is at its peak and he is most likely to get carried away.

Xia He straddled him so unguardedly, twisting and turning, practically testing the limits of a normal man.

The two were locked in a stalemate when suddenly, Xia He's movements abruptly froze.

She sensed an indescribable "killing intent".

Something warm was pressing against her in a very unsportsmanlike manner.

The air froze instantly in that second.

Xia He's deep blue eyes widened instantly, as if she had been electrocuted. She opened her mouth and kicked her legs out suddenly.

With a "whoosh".

With incredible agility, she darted from Yan Sen's arms to the other side of the bed, pulling the blanket over herself to shield herself.

"Why are you hitting me?!"

Xia He covered her bottom, her face so red it looked like it could bleed, and she even stammered.

Her usual alluring and seductive demeanor had vanished completely, replaced by the look of a frightened little rabbit.

Yan Sen lay on the bed, sighed helplessly, and casually pulled a pillow over his private parts.

He looked at Xia He, whose face was flushed with shyness, and explained in a serious tone, "You can't blame me for this, Xiangxiang. Who told you to walk right into their trap so early in the morning? Don't you understand the laws of physiology?"

"You...you pervert!" Xia He bit her lip, her eyes darting around, not daring to look down at all.

But after a few seconds, looking at Yan Sen's somewhat uncomfortable and aggrieved expression, the shame and anger in her heart were gradually replaced by a strange emotion.

She knew how strong Yan Sen's willpower was; the fact that he reacted so strongly meant that she was still quite attractive to him.

Xia He hesitated for a moment, her fair toes curling up on the bed sheet.

"Then..." She bit her lower lip, her voice barely audible, tinged with trepidation and uncertainty, "Won't you feel very uncomfortable like this?"

Yan Sen was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? It's alright, just bear with it and it'll pass."

Xia He blushed even more as she watched her restless "brother-in-law" show no signs of backing down anytime soon.

She took a deep breath, as if making a decision, and looked at Yan Sen with teary eyes: "How about... I think of a way... to help you?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Sen felt as if a string in his brain had snapped.

That little devil!

This is terrible!

Seeing Xia He's appearance, which was clearly nervous to death but still trying to appear calm, Yan Sen took a deep breath, and his spleen qi circulated slightly, forcibly suppressing the evil fire within him.

He tossed the pillow aside, sat up, and lightly flicked Xia He's forehead.

"Forget it."

Yan Sen looked at her with clear and gentle eyes, without the slightest desire or aggression.

"You're not ready yet, and you're the girl I chose myself, so I don't intend to force you."

He chuckled, his tone laced with a roguish charm yet also conveying a reassuring sincerity that put Xia He at ease: "Besides, this thing isn't some kind of aphrodisiac; holding it in for a while won't kill you."

Xia He stared blankly at Yan Sen.

In this world of supernatural beings where power reigns supreme and desires run rampant, she has witnessed far too many ugly faces driven by desire.

But this boy in front of me was already ready to go, and I knew that if he nodded, I would definitely not refuse him in the end.

But he chose to restrain himself.

Because of respect, there is restraint.

Liking is unrestrained, but love is restraint.

Xia He felt as if something had hit her heart hard, leaving her with a sour and soft feeling.

She put down the blanket that was blocking her way, slowly moved to Yan Sen's side, and stopped playing around like before, instead gently leaning on his shoulder.

"Stinky."

"Um?"

Xia He raised her head, and Yan Sen's face was reflected in her deep blue eyes.

His eyes held an unprecedented seriousness.

"Once I've settled down," Xia He said softly, "no matter how the interview in the East China region goes, as long as I have a place to stay..."

She closed her eyes and gently kissed Yan Sen's lips.

"I'm giving you everything I have...