15 Rock, Paper, Scissors (1/2)

15 Rock, Paper, Scissors

Translator: Kats | Editor: Perriemix

This time, Xia Chunyu had enough patience and control to work her up and make the experience pleasurable for her. He didn't want her to hurt and he certainly didn't want to see her looking like she was about to face the death squad. That would just be a hit to his ego. Making love was a wonderful, out-of-body experience, and he wished that she would be able to enjoy it.

He moved his body while he watched her reactions, memorizing her body, and trying to find all her sensitive spots.

Strange and weird feeling flooded Ye Jiayao like a tide. Every time it felt like it was going to burst out of the embankment and crash, he would stop, and she was left suspended, unable to reach her climax. She felt like she would jump out of her skin, her body tense and anticipating. She was certain she was going to go mad and she had a feeling that he was doing this to her on purpose.

Xia Chunyu intentionally kept her from her peak, liking the way her eyes looked so cute when she doesn't get what she wants. He could not help but tease her.

”Do you want it? Beg for it,” Xia Chunyu said playfully. Once again, he pushed her to the brink of explosion, stopping just right before she tumbled over the edge.

Ye Jiayao wanted to kill him. How dare he play her like this? He really had no morals.

”If you can’t do it, you must not have the strength,” Ye Jiayao groaned out, knowing that he could not stop.

Xia Chunyu raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkening ominously. Even though he knew that she was only antagonizing him, he could not just let her questioning his prowess go unpunished.

”As long as you can bear it,” Xia Chunyu said coldly. He turned her body over and penetrated behind her. He had no scruples at all, thrusting punishingly hard as he pressed himself against her wantonly.

The excitement of the intense penetration made Ye Jiayao almost lose her breath. Evil man! Was he trying to kill her?

Ye Jiayao couldn’t bear anymore and wanted to move away, but he has her waist locked tight in his iron grip. ”Stop, stop, I'm sorry, I was wrong, stop!” she panted, her voice breaking and tearful.

”What was your mistake?”

”Questioning your strength, please, it's me that's weak,” Ye Jiayao begged, overwhelmed with so many emotions.

Xia Chunyu smiled smugly at her concession, his eyes bright. He changed his angle, making sure to hit her sensitive spot with his every thrust, keeping at it until he felt her walls tighten around him. He felt her reach her climax and he immediately pulled out, spraying his release over her smooth back.

Ye Jiayao felt paralyzed in bed, every part of her tingling from what they had just done. Her mind was blank, and her eyes were blurry, still not recovered from the ultimate pleasure he had just given her.

Xia Chunyu fetched a towel, wiping the sweat off of him before cleaning her from any traces of their love-making.

They lied down the bed, side by side. Xia Chunyu looked at her and saw that her eyes were dull and somewhat worried. ”Uncomfortable?”

Ye Jiayao shook her head then nodded.

Xia Chunyu laughed. ”Which is it?”

Ye Jiayao resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She was just too tired and didn’t want to move or talk.

”Still not satisfied?” He bent his head and kissed her.

It sounded strange. It wasn’t like he didn’t have women. If he would so wish, there were plenty of women who would look after him. It was just that he wasn’t keen on this type of things. Most of the time, he partakes just purely to satisfy his physical needs. However, whenever he was with her, he couldn’t help wanting more. Was it because of his long abstinence? Or was it her beauty? Or was it because she was special? She was unlike other women who tried hard to please him, to be submissive in front of him, and flatter him even it was against their wills.

Ye Jiayao also knew how to please him. Every time she pissed him off, she would act like a cute cat, meowling at him with wide eyes. After his anger had evaporated, she would return to her former manner and tried to take advantage of him, literally and figuratively. Perhaps, that was the reason why he felt that she was so novel.

Ye Jiayao tried to turn her away but she couldn’t, so she just accepted his kiss. However, he kept kissing her endlessly, his hands roaming around her especially sensitive body. A few more seconds of this kind of teasing was certain to make them horny. As much as she liked what had transpired earlier, she was way too tired. If they did that once again, she was sure that she would not be able to get up tomorrow.

”I am very tired,” Ye Jiayao said, keeping her voice lively and shrill.

Xia Chunyu teased, ”Are you sad about the money you lose?”

Ye Jiayao said sulkily, ”No energy to be sad.”

”Sleep.” Xia Chunyu smiled, once again finding her very adorable.

They extinguished the candles and settled in together. After a while, Xia Chunyu heard her soft breathing and knew that she had already fallen asleep.

Him, however, could not doze off. It wasn’t because he wasn't satisfied. He was worried how to deal with her once the business in Hei Feng ridge was over. She didn’t seem to be someone sent by the first-in-charge, so perhaps she would like to be a concubine? Ye’s family shouldn’t have any problem with that, maybe it would even exceed their expectations.

What if she didn’t want to? Could she really be unwilling? She was already his. Even if she didn’t want to, there was no other choice.

Ye Jiayao woke up alone again. She was curious as to how she could sleep so tight that every time he woke up, she didn’t even notice.

She went to the kitchen and realized that Song Qi had already done what she told him last night. He had brought the lime and ash, as well as other food and ingredients. Saleratus and tea were already there, but they lacked cypress branches, wheat straw, and yellow powder. Ye Jiayao asked Song Qi to get them.

While he was gone, she rolled out the pickle jar in the backyard and cleaned it. One jar should be enough since there weren't many duck eggs.

Ye Jiayao started to cook the ingredients as soon as Song Qi came back. She mixed the salt, tea, and cypress branches in one pot before she put lime, ash, and yellow powder in another small water tank. She then poured the cooked soup in, ordering, ”Song Qi, come and stir this evenly. Be careful not to touch the lime.”