Chapter 182: Never Enough

When Yan Qing came back from bathing, she found that the furnishings in the inner hall were different. Well, there was no long couch.

She looked at someone sitting on the edge of the bed, as if waiting to sleep with her, and said in a light tone: "Your ability to act has always been impeccable."

Wen Jin stood up: "Your Highness."

After bathing, Yan Qing was only wearing a loose and soft white silk dress. At this time, a strand of hair fell on her shoulders, looking a little more lazy and intimate.

"Go take a bath." Yan Qing sat down at the head of the bed, and said in a lazy and playful voice, "Wash yourself to smell better."

Smell better?

Wen Jin smiled and hummed, moving his eyes away from her face, and turned away.

Yan Qing raised her eyes and glanced at someone's back, and couldn't help but start thinking again, should she restrain her indulgence towards him a little? At this rate, I'm afraid it will be difficult to control him in the future.

Counting the days, it has only been a few months since returning to Suzaku City, and Wen Jin has actually slept in her bed... Yan Qing raised her hand and gently stroked her forehead, deeply feeling that this "compensation" progress was too fast.

But forget it.

It was her own choice anyway.

Tsk.

Yan Qing laughed at herself, deeply realizing that she couldn't raise the child by herself, otherwise she would always be soft-hearted. If it were someone else, she might not have lived to this day.

When Wen Jin came back, Yan Qing was reading a book.

A familiar fragrance penetrated into the wings of her nose. Yan Qing raised her eyes and saw a gentle and elegant handsome man standing in front of her. He exuded a pure and unworldly temperament, like a fallen immortal who accidentally landed in the mortal world without being stained by dust, so clean that people wanted to take a bite.

The snow-white close-fitting middle garment, with a slightly open collar, revealed a slender neck and white collarbone. It is not an exaggeration to say that the beauty is like a painting.

Yan Qing raised her eyebrows: "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"No." Wen Jin shook her head with an innocent expression, "Shouldn't you wear it like this after bathing?"

Yan Qing lowered her eyes: "Did you bathe in my bath?"

"Yes." Wen Jin lowered his eyebrows, as if admitting his mistake, "Did I cross the line?"

Yan Qing said: "What do you think?"

"I know I was wrong." Wen Jin said in a gentle voice, "Your Highness asked me to bathe more fragrantly, and I think petal bath is the most fragrant."

"Is this your quibble?"

Wen Jin smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and nodded obediently: "Yes."

It is indeed a quibble.

Yan Qing didn't say anything and moved to a position inside the bed. Wen Jin took off her shoes and got on the bed. She lay down flat first. After lying for a while, she couldn't help but look at Yan Qing sideways: "Your Highness, are you still not asleep?"

Yan Qing said: "You can sleep first."

"I can't sleep alone."

Yan Qing raised an eyebrow: "Do you want me to sing a lullaby to coax you to sleep?"

Wen Jin was silent, then stretched out his hand to hold her waist: "No need for a lullaby, I can just stay closer to Your Highness."

"Turn off the lights." Yan Qing put down the book in his hand and lay down on the bed, "It's so hot, are you sure you want to be so close to me?"

Sure.

Wen Jin answered silently, looking at Yan Qing quietly, and the hand on her waist couldn't help but hook her hair: "Your Highness."

Yan Qing closed her eyes: "I guess you don't need to sleep tonight."

"I'm not sleepy yet." Wen Jin couldn't help but get closer, his forehead against hers, with a little lingering attachment, like a cat, "It feels so good to lean on Your Highness."

Yan Qing opened her eyes, was silent for a moment, and closed her eyes again: "Don't press on my hair."

Wen Jin hummed: "No."

"Don't turn off the lights?"

"I don't want to turn off the lights." Wen Jin answered, gently sniffing the breath that fascinated him, "I want to see more of Your Highness."

"Haven't you seen enough during the day?"

"Not enough." Wen Jin closed his eyes lightly, the clean breath lingering in his ears, his voice revealed hard-won satisfaction and a bit of suppressed emotions, "I can never see enough."

That's it, until the end of time.

Wen Jin couldn't help but pray in his heart, let him be more greedy, have more extravagant hopes, stay with her forever, in this life, the next life, and the next life.

He was willing to do more good deeds, do many, many good things, in exchange for the opportunity to accompany her for life after life.