After the ghost-hunting master descended the mountain, his fame spread throughout the capital.

Xie Jinchen's Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and he almost immediately regained the initiative.

He gripped the back of Jiang Dusheng's head with one hand, pressing her down even deeper and harder, and sucking on her trembling tongue.

The private room fell silent, with only the faint sounds of lips and tongues entwining and the gradually becoming disordered breathing remaining.

Xie Jinchen's hand unconsciously slipped inside the fox fur coat, his thumb lightly brushing against the edge.

The fabric was rubbed askew, and with each breath, it could barely conceal the gradually rising and falling silhouette beneath.

His breathing became increasingly hot.

Jiang Dusheng suddenly stopped. She turned her head away, struggling to avoid Xie Jinchen's persistent pursuit, and buried her burning cheeks in the crook of his neck, breathing heavily.

"No, no more kissing..." Her voice was hoarse with passion and trembled slightly. "If we keep kissing, something bad will happen."

She could clearly feel the changes in Xie Jinchen's body, as well as the restlessness that had been ignited within her own body.

Xie Jinchen was also panting. He tightened his arms around her and buried his face in her fragrant hair to calm the surging restlessness within him.

Once his breathing had calmed down a bit, Jiang Dusheng unconsciously fiddled with the buttons on his lapel, and spoke softly:

"Xie Jinchen."

She looked up, her clear gaze meeting his deep eyes: "This is my first time loving someone. I'm clumsy and awkward, and I don't know how to express myself properly."

"Maybe I'm too calm, maybe I'm not clingy enough, which is why you feel like I don't care enough. But..."

Jiang Dusheng paused, then spoke clearly and firmly, each word distinct: "Don't doubt my love for you. It may not be as fiery and outwardly passionate as boiling oil over a fire, but it's there."

This was the first time she had expressed her feelings so directly.

There were no jokes, no pretense, just openness and sincerity.

Xie Jinchen's heart felt as if it had been gently brushed by the softest feather, or as if it had been completely enveloped by warm spring water.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes seemed to hold a thousand emotions surging within them.

Finally, it turned into a soft sigh, the voice so low it was almost a murmur, with a seductive husky tone: "Jiang Dusheng, you're really a pain in the neck."

Jiang Dusheng's cheeks flushed even more because of his words.

However, at that moment, she clearly noticed a change that could not be ignored.

The enormous, grotesque python, brimming with vitality, seemed to leap slightly as she moved unintentionally.

Jiang Dusheng froze abruptly, as if he had been frozen in place, holding his breath and daring not to move an inch.

Xie Jinchen took in her momentary stiffness and flushed face, and the restlessness he had been trying to suppress began to rise again.

He took a deep breath, but the unique, faint, cool fragrance wafting from her body not only failed to suppress his lustful desire, but instead made him even more agitated.

Xie Jinchen tried hard to control himself, his voice so low it was almost a whisper, "I miss you."

These three simple words are actually a double entendre.

It is both the longing for companionship that I have neglected due to being busy these days, and the most honest desire of my body at this moment.

Jiang Dusheng's heart trembled at his hot breath and hoarse voice. The heat he had just managed to suppress surged back, even more intense than before.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something to break the tense, almost fiery atmosphere.

However, before the words could be uttered, a sudden wave of nausea surged up in her throat without warning.

"Ugh..." She suddenly covered her mouth, turned her head away, and dry heaved a few times on the ground, but because she hadn't eaten much for lunch, she didn't vomit anything.

But the overwhelming feeling of nausea instantly brought tears to her eyes.

This sudden physiological reaction, like the most effective calming mantra, instantly destroyed the romantic and ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Xie Jinchen: "..."

His tenderness and desires seemed to have been doused with a bucket of ice water, leaving him completely stunned.