C4 Today I will Sleep with You

Almost simultaneously, Su Ranxi felt a searing heat against her, instantly realizing what it was. At that moment, she had half a mind to harm Feng Muhan, but after their earlier encounter, she knew she wasn't a match for him.

With a sultry gaze, Su Ranxi whispered in Muhan's ear, "There's an old saying: if you can't fight it, you might as well enjoy it. How about I help you with your clothes next?"

Muhan glanced at her sideways, a smile she couldn't quite decipher playing on his lips, but the next second, she was indeed freed.

She flipped Muhan onto the bed, her hands trailing slowly down his neck. The heat within her was nearly overwhelming, threatening to make her lose control. Outwardly, she maintained a seductive smile, but she had bitten her tongue hard enough to taste blood, the metallic tang spreading in her mouth.

Su Ranxi slowly swung her right leg over to Muhan's other side, cupping his face and meeting his gaze. This man was strikingly handsome, almost otherworldly, with deep blue eyes that held an inscrutable smile, as if... mocking her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and the next moment, a sharp pain shot through her right knee. She gasped, looking down to see her knee, aimed between Muhan's legs, caught in his firm grip.

"Got any other tricks up your sleeve?" The words, though light, felt like they came straight from a freezer.

Su Ranxi felt like a clown trying to wield a sword, thinking she was hiding her thoughts well, but Feng Muhan had seen right through her.

"If not, then it's my turn to help you out of these," Feng Muhan whispered in her ear, then flipped her over, pinning her beneath him.

The full-body contact ignited a fire in Su Ranxi, leaving her unable to resist. Instinctively, her hands wrapped around Feng Muhan's neck, and with the last shred of her sanity, she bit down on his lip.

"Feng Muhan, remember this—tonight, I'm the one calling the shots."

...

Su Ranxi felt like a lone boat adrift on a vast ocean, swaying uncertainly. Strangely, the sea was warm and comforting until suddenly, a giant crab emerged from the depths and clamped down on her.

"Ah..." Su Ranxi woke with a start, finding herself in a luxurious bathtub. Beside her stood a maid in uniform, holding bathing tools. Startled by her scream, the maid quickly regained composure and continued to scrub Su Ranxi's bare skin with the tools.

The force was intense, and the pain made Su Ranxi instinctively fight back, trying to kick the person away. But as soon as she lifted her leg, an indescribable pain shot through her entire body.

She felt as if she'd been run over by a truck multiple times. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and she silently cursed Feng Muhan. She couldn't recall the details, but judging by the pain, that lunatic must not have been with a woman for centuries. And to top it off, she hadn't even woken up before being treated like an object and bathed. How could he come up with something so twisted?

Now somewhat prepared for the pain, Su Ranxi quickly grabbed the maid's head, threatening to dunk her into the bathtub.

"Tell me, where am I? Who exactly is Feng Muhan, and what's his background?"

The maid made unintelligible sounds, and Su Ranxi had a suspicion. She lifted the maid's head and discovered, to her horror, that she had no tongue.