After infiltrating the main characters' group, I became the most beautiful woman in the world.

A warm breath suddenly descended, carrying his unique, melancholic scent mixed with the aroma of smoke and cold fragrance, enveloping the girl in the soft warmth of the haystack.

Su Ning's gasp was cut short as she was plunged into a burning, predatory kiss—Yin Ye's kiss was filled with a long-suppressed obsession and urgency, unlike his usual restrained and patient manner; instead, it seemed as if he wanted to devour her whole.

His fingertips gripped her waist tightly, the force almost embedding itself into her bones, yet when he touched her delicate skin, he inexplicably lightened his grip slightly.

Su Ning was so dizzy from the impact that she could only instinctively grab the front of his indigo robe, her knuckles turning white.

Her usual arrogance was crushed by this sudden power, leaving only the panic and burning excitement exploding in her chest. Even her breathing became erratic, and the blush on her cheeks spread from her ear tips to her neck, even making her eyes mist over.

But her pitiful appearance only made the man's dark eyes grow even deeper.

"You... shameless..." She managed to open a tiny gap, her breath catching between her lips, but before she could utter a single curse, he silenced her with an even deeper kiss.

The man's scent completely engulfed her, his burning lips pried open hers and ravaged her inside, drowning in her breath. Su Ning could only helplessly grab a few strands of his hair.

Yin Ye's eyes were filled with an unyielding darkness and emotion. Her usually unfathomable dark pupils now only showed her reddened eyebrows and slightly parted lips.

He was her servant, so it was only right that he asked for some reward.

The hay rustled as the two moved, and the warm yellow firelight danced among the woodpile, casting their intertwined shadows onto the mottled earthen wall.

Only when Su Ning was so weak she was almost collapsing into his arms did Yin Ye finally release her, his chin resting on the crook of her neck, his heavy breath making her skin tingle, his voice low and hoarse: "You really don't seem like a righteous person..."

"Someone like you was born to be a demoness in a demonic sect." He raised his head.

His fingertips gently caressed the girl's rosy lips, the pale fingers intertwining with the vibrant red lips, creating an exceptionally enchanting scene.

Su Ning buried her face in his warm chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, breathing softly. She immediately wanted to slap him: "You are my servant..."

"Who gave you permission to... release... like this..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yin Ye had already grabbed her hand, leaned down slightly, and kissed her.

"You really are made of water." He seemed particularly infatuated.

He stroked her soft, white hands, which shone brightly, and then gently caressed them to his lips.

The girl's eyes were slightly misty from the intimacy they had just shared, but the shock within them was still faintly visible.

Seeing her like this, Yin Ye couldn't help but feel smug. Even a girl with such a bad temper would have a day when she was helpless, and it was because of him.

This realization made him feel inexplicably happy.

Su Ning was indeed stunned.

This is like slapping him in the face and then him coming over to lick my hand.

However, Su Ning decided that she still needed to uphold the authority of the master; how could she allow a servant to disobey her?

She tried to pull her hand back, but he grabbed it instead. She tried to pull it out, but couldn't.

But this scoundrel acted as if he were watching a show, letting her do whatever she wanted without letting go.

Although Su Ning was unable to break free from Yin Ye's control, the two were extremely close, and every move Su Ning made was no less than setting Yin Ye on fire.

Even the man's breathing became heavier.

But the little girl beneath him seized the opportunity while Yin Ye was in a daze and kicked him hard.

The man let out a muffled groan. Su Ning, without suspecting anything, pushed him forward with both hands, sending him crashing into a pile of dry hay.

Su Ning immediately pounced on him and held him down firmly.

"Hahaha, you damned Yin Ye, you actually dared to bully me! Let's see how I teach you a lesson!"

Su Ning grabbed his collar and slammed her knee into his waist and abdomen. Because her attention was completely focused on how to bully the man in front of her, she didn't hear the hoarse voice coming from his throat or his dark, heavy pupils.

She raised her hand and pinched his face hard. Her black hair, stained with bits of grass, fell around the man's ear, carrying her unique fragrance that made him itch like crazy.

Yin Ye's handsome face was all messed up by Su Ning's tugging, and then, feeling it wasn't enough, she used both hands to tickle him.

Seeing the man's flushed face, Su Ning's eyes only held the smugness of victory. "Hmph, shameless man, I'll show you the consequences of offending me."

To prevent Yin Ye from retaliating, Su Ning practically sat on him, watching Yin Ye being completely suppressed, feeling quite smug.

Because of what she had just done, Su Ning found herself sweating, and her face was flushed.

But compared to her, Yin Ye, who was pinned down by her, was in a much worse state.

Her body was burning hot, her robes were torn and disheveled, and her collar was open, revealing a small patch of her collarbone that was flushed red.

The faint finger marks on his cheek, which Su Ning had just pinched, added a touch of vibrant beauty to his usually gloomy face.

His usually unfathomable dark eyes were now veiled with moisture, the corners of his eyes tinged with lingering crimson, and even his eyelashes trembled with a delicate flutter, like ink bamboo ruffled by the spring breeze, fragile yet alluring.

Su Ning was still sitting on his waist and abdomen, and when she looked at him like this, she was stunned - the man who used to be shrouded in gloom and whose eyes were as cold as an icy pool seemed to have had his sharp edge crushed.

Even the darkness in her eyes softened under the burning passion, leaving only a surging crimson and desire, her breath scalding hot.

Su Ning felt that they had gone a bit too far.

He fanned himself with his hand, but his tone remained defiant: "I'll let you off the hook tonight, but let's see if you dare to be so presumptuous again."

After saying that, she tried to stand up.

But she had gone a little too far with the game and hadn't recovered her strength. Before she could even stand up straight, she felt her body go limp and then collapsed onto the man's lap.

But in an instant, Su Ning's expression changed.

The man let out a solid groan this time, because the spot where she was sitting, even through her clothes, couldn't hide the bulge.

"You, you, you scoundrel!!!"

Su Ning covered her face, frantically trying to escape.

Having learned from her previous experience, Su Ning didn't rush to stand up this time. Instead, she braced herself on the dry grass beside her, trying to escape cautiously.

Just as Su Ning breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the man didn't make any move, a large, hot hand suddenly grabbed her ankle.

Su Ning's body stiffened.

A dangerous, suppressed male voice came from behind: "Master, have you had enough?"

Then he was violently pulled back.

Su Ning's back pressed against his burning chest. He raised his hand and gently held her waist, pressing the girl closer to him: "Since Master has already sat down, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

His breath was scalding hot, washing over her neck. The redness in his eyes hadn't faded, but now it held a mischievous malice: "You weren't this timid when you were bullying me earlier."

Su Ning keenly sensed a dangerous aura, but he silenced her with a choked voice. She struggled to move away, but he held her even tighter. She could only bury her face in his neck and mutter, "You shameless scoundrel, calling me master and doing such outrageous things to me."

"Too much?" Yin Ye lowered his head, his fingertips already gently removing her outer garment, caressing her fair and delicate body. His voice was husky and seductive: "There's something even more outrageous, want to try?"

His fingertips traced a path down the girl's neck, the exposed skin trembling slightly from the cool air. "Didn't you ask me before if I could do it?"

"Today, let the master experience it for himself."

P.S.: My face turned bright yellow from writing this.