The only SSSS-level fertility constitution in the entire interstellar space

The bathroom was filled with steam, and warm yellow light shone through the frosted glass, casting a hazy glow in the steam.

Fu Ciyan gently put Lu Yao down and reached out to turn on the shower.

Warm water poured down, instantly soaking their clothes.

The thin fabric clung to her body, and Lu Yao's breathing became rapid. Water streamed down her cheeks, and tiny water droplets clung to her eyelashes, making her look like a pitiful kitten that had just been pulled out of the water.

Fu Ciyan's gaze lingered on her for a moment, his Adam's apple bobbing, but he did not make a move immediately.

He raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushing through her damp, tousled hair, tucking it behind her ear.

"Are you cold?" he asked hoarsely, his voice filled with a deliberately suppressed desire.

Lu Yao shook her head, her gaze falling on his bobbing Adam's apple. Her cheeks burned, and she turned her head away, unable to meet his eyes.

Fu Ciyan's fingertips slid down her cheek, gently lifted her chin, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

Lu Yao closed her eyes, her hand unconsciously climbing up his shoulder, her fingertips tightening, clutching his water-soaked clothes.

The gentle murmur of water drowned out the ambiguous sounds.

After a long while, Fu Ciyan slowly stepped back, his forehead touching hers, his breathing slightly disordered.

"Shall I take it off for you?" he asked.

Lu Yao nodded, blushing.

Fu Ciyan gently touched her with his fingertips, helping her remove her water-soaked clothes.

When her body was fully exposed to the water and lights, Lu Yao instinctively tried to cover herself, but Fu Ciyan grabbed her wrist.

"Don't cover it up." His voice was deep, his gaze slowly moving down her face. "You're very beautiful."

Lu Yao's face turned even redder, but she didn't flinch anymore; her eyelashes just trembled slightly.

Fu Ciyan's lips landed on her collarbone, moving downwards. When Fu Ciyan knelt down on one knee, Lu Yao panicked for a moment: "No..."

But the next second, a kiss was branded on her abdomen.

Then Fu Ciyan looked up at Lu Yao, whose eyes were filled with panic and seemed to glisten with tears: "Don't be afraid, let me serve you, Yao Yao."

As soon as he finished speaking, his kiss continued downwards.

Lu Yao's fingers unconsciously tugged at his wet hair, and her breathing became even more erratic.

In the bathroom, warm yellow light filtered through the steam, gently enveloping the two of them.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yao's body trembled slightly, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Fu Ciyan stood up, pulled her into his arms, and gently kissed her cheek.

"Are you alright?"

Lu Yao buried her face in his chest and nodded gently.

Fu Ciyan chuckled softly, his expression full of pleasure.

"Then," he pressed his lips to her ear, his voice even hoarser, "would you like to help me too?"

Lu Yao's body stiffened slightly, and then her cheeks burned even more intensely.

She looked up and met Fu Ciyan's dark eyes, which were filled with longing and expectation.

He didn't urge her, but waited quietly, giving her all the initiative.

Lu Yao bit her lower lip, then nodded gently.

A smile instantly bloomed in Fu Ciyan's eyes. He lowered his head, kissed her lips again, and took her hand...

*

The next day, as the warm sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, Lu Yao slowly opened her eyes and saw Fu Ciyan's handsome face so close to hers.

A slight tremor ran through her heart; Fu Ciyan hadn't gotten up early for work today.

This realization brought her joy. The next second, she saw the man, who had been keeping his eyes closed, open his dark eyes. There was no trace of the languor of someone who had just woken up; instead, there was an undisguised clarity in them.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Ciyan reached out and pulled her into his arms, his warm breath brushing against her face, clearly indicating that he had woken up early.

Lu Yao was held in his arms, but she didn't struggle. She placed her hand on his chest and snuggled closer, asking, "Why didn't you go to work today?"

"Isn't it good to take a vacation and stay home with you?" Fu Ciyan took her hand and kissed it.

Lu Yao's eyes lit up: "Aren't you busy anymore?"

"Well, we've mostly taken care of things, we can take a break now."

He had barely finished speaking when there was a knock on the door, and at the same time, Xie Linyu's voice came through the door: "Yaoyao, Sesame missed you, so I brought it to see you!"

Lu Yao was slightly taken aback, then couldn't help but smile.

Fu Ciyan glanced coolly toward the door and said in a nonchalant tone, "You've really given him a very good excuse."

Lu Yao leaned against him and chuckled softly, "I didn't."

Fu Ciyan didn't say anything, but simply hugged her and kissed her hard on the lips before letting go, lifting the covers and getting out of bed. He casually picked up his pajama bottoms and put them on, then walked over and opened the door with his upper body bare.

Outside the door, Xie Linyu stood there holding Sesame, a deliberately innocent smile on his face, and lifted the kitten in his arms: "Sesame really misses her, look, it keeps scratching at the door."

Sesame in his arms meowed at just the right moment, perfectly in sync with the moment.

Fu Ciyan glanced down at the black and white woolen creature, then looked up at Xie Linyu with a cool gaze, but said nothing, simply stepping aside to let the doorway open.

Xie Linyu immediately carried Sesame and slipped inside, heading straight for the bedside.

Fu Ciyan didn't look at it for long, turned around and went into the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard.

Lu Yao pulled the blanket around herself, watching Xie Linyu walk over carrying Sesame. A smile curved her lips as she teased, "Did Sesame miss me?"

"How could it be just this one?" He sat down on the edge of the bed, holding Sesame, and gently touched the red mark on her exposed collarbone with his fingertip, his tone tinged with sourness: "He certainly knows how to pick his spots."

Lu Yao's cheeks flushed slightly. She pulled the blanket up to cover herself, but Xie Linyu held her hand down.

"Don't cover it up," he said. "Let me see."

Lu Yao looked up and met his eyes. The emotions surging in those deep blue eyes made her no longer look away.

Xie Linyu leaned closer and gently licked the red mark with the tip of his tongue.

Lu Yao was startled by his sudden action and subconsciously looked towards the bathroom.

Xie Linyu felt her body tense up and reached out to put his arm around her waist: "Yaoyao, what are you worried about? Are you afraid Fu Ciyan will come out and see?"

She wanted to say no, but she was indeed a little nervous.

In that moment of hesitation, Xie Linyu had already answered himself: "Why do you think he allowed me to come in? Isn't it because he lets me do whatever I want to you?"

He was right.

If Fu Ciyan really didn't want Xie Linyu to come in at this time, he could have simply not opened the door, or blocked him from entering from the doorway.

But he didn't.

Lu Yao understood that Fu Ciyan was using this method to acknowledge Xie Linyu's position in the family.

"Yaoyao, don't think about him at a time like this. I'll mind. You were very satisfied with Fu Ciyan's service last night. Tell me what he did, and I'll accept it too."

Mentioning last night made Lu Yao's face burn even more.

Feeling Xie Linyu's hand slip under the covers, Lu Yao frantically pressed it down, saying, "No..."

Xie Linyu didn't stop, but went straight to the point: "Yaoyao, did you receive the reminder from the Reproduction Bureau? We need to start our daily tasks."