C34 Don't Stare at Me

Blushing, Yang Chuxia nodded and slipped out from under Edi's arm, dashing into the bathroom in a flash. Edi's low chuckle followed her.

Her ears turned red hot as she mentally berated herself, "Yang Chuxia, you weak-willed fool. You let yourself be conquered after just one encounter, and yet you talked about going your separate ways! Where's your resolve? Where did it vanish to?"

Edi, meanwhile, was straightening up the disheveled bed. Catching sight of the bright red stain on the sheet, his smile grew wider, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

He had intended to wash the sheet, but on a whim, he folded the linen that bore witness to his and Yang Chuxia's first time together and tucked it away in the wardrobe.

After her shower, Yang Chuxia found that Edi had left the room, and the bedding was fresh and new. Just as her complexion had returned to normal, it flushed red once more. She dashed back into the bathroom to splash her face with cold water.

Stepping out again, Edi entered, carrying several large shopping bags. Seeing Yang Chuxia wearing his shirt, which was comically oversized on her petite frame, he couldn't suppress a wide grin.

"Don't laugh!" Yang Chuxia demanded, her voice tinged with annoyance.

Suppressing his laughter, Edi presented the bags to her and said earnestly, "Ms. Yang Chuxia, these are some new clothes I've picked out for you."

With a huff, Yang Chuxia accepted the bags. Edi stood before her, showing no signs of leaving.

Casting a glance at him, she warned, "Avert your eyes, Mr. Edi!"

Edi stepped back, feigning confusion, "If you acknowledge me as your husband, what's this about impropriety? Your concern doesn't make any sense."

At a loss for whether to laugh or cry, Yang Chuxia pushed him out the door, playfully scolding, "Out you go, you big pervert!"

Suddenly, Edi reached out, scooping her up in his arms. Yang Chuxia let out a startled yelp as she landed on the bed, bouncing a few times before yelling indignantly, "Edi, you jerk!"

Edi leaned in, pinning her beneath him, his gaze intense. His voice was low and husky as he teased, "If I'm the big bad wolf, then you must be the little white rabbit. And the big bad wolf wouldn't mind devouring the little white rabbit completely!"

Yang Chuxia felt weak all over, her cheeks flushed like the fiery evening sky. She bit her lip and with a tearful voice protested, "You're bullying me..." Despite her complaint, her tone was soft and almost flirtatious.

Edi shuddered, his eyes half-closed as a dangerous aura radiated from him. He grasped her slender waist, which was barely a handful, and growled, "Yang Chuxia, you little Enchantress..."

Yang Chuxia was on the verge of tears, desperately pondering how to extricate herself from beneath him when Edi's phone rang at the perfect moment.

Relieved, Yang Chuxia cocked her head, expecting Edi to answer. Instead, he ignored the call, tossing the phone aside onto the nightstand and swiftly shedding his clothes.

Stunned, Yang Chuxia watched him, thinking, "Could this be the downfall of a beauty, leading to the king's neglect of his duties?" But she soon found she had no more time for such thoughts.

How could someone as dominant as General Edi allow her the luxury of distraction?

...

An hour later, Yang Chuxia examined her reflection in the mirror, her skin adorned with crimson marks, densely scattered from her neck to her chest like strawberries. She groaned, "I'm done for. How can I face anyone after this?"

Edi wrapped his arms around her, observing the pitiful look on the face of the beauty in the mirror. He arched an eyebrow and asked, "Are you that afraid of people finding out?"

Yang Chuxia glared at him, grinding her teeth, "This is all your fault. You have no sense of measure."

Edi covered her eyes with his hand and warned in a gravelly voice, "Don't glare at me, or you won't get any dinner later."

Yang Chuxia gasped, her body rigid with fear, not daring to move an inch.

It wasn't until Edi turned on the shower and began to help her rinse off that she dared not look his way again, fearful that he might truly unleash his wild side.

Yang Chuxia emerged from the restroom first, retrieving clothes from a paper bag. To her surprise, there were two sets: a sky-blue evening gown and a two-layered, slim-fitting long dress with a white inner layer and a light purple exterior.

Without examining the evening gown, Chuxia pulled out the long dress, discovering two sets of bras and panties included. The thought of Sean selecting her intimate apparel made her cheeks flush with embarrassment.

Determined to keep her changing private, Chuxia quickly slipped into the undergarments and bra. No sooner had she fastened the front-clasp bra than Edi emerged from the washroom.

Wrapped in a towel around his waist and drying his hair with another, Edi's gaze lingered on Chuxia, clad in her "three-point" ensemble, causing his Adam's apple to bob involuntarily.

The lingerie, devoid of any lace, featured simple lines and a soft pink hue, reminiscent of something a middle schooler might wear. Yet, despite Chuxia's petite stature and delicate frame, her curves were undeniably captivating: full where they should be, slender where they shouldn't, and her creamy skin seemed irresistibly bite-worthy.

As Edi reminisced about her silky smooth skin, the embers of his desire began to rekindle. However, with the time approaching seven in the evening and the annual gala set to start at eight-thirty, he reluctantly quelled his yearnings, reminding himself that there would be ample time after the event.

Chuxia could feel Edi's intense gaze as he sat on the edge of the bed. She maintained a composed demeanor as she slipped into her skirt.

Relieved that he refrained from any further advances, Chuxia let out an inward sigh of relief. Meanwhile, the man who had just enjoyed his "dinner" was already contemplating his "midnight snack."

Sean's taste proved impeccable; the dress draped elegantly over Chuxia's frame, its only flaw being the conspicuous red blotch marring her neck.

Edi gently released her hair, allowing her thick, black tresses to cascade down to her waist, enhancing her natural beauty and lending her an otherworldly grace.

Edi's eyes sparkled as he admired her. He selected a suit from the closet, intent on dressing for the occasion.

Yang Chuxia gazed at the exposed "strawberry" and suddenly wrapped her arms around Edi's waist, exhaling a fragrance as sweet as orchids, "General! I want to dance with you while you're in your military uniform."

Edi's hand stilled, and he asked, "Why?"

With a sweet, soft voice, Yang Chuxia replied, "It feels more like an achievement! After all, being able to sweep General Edi off his feet is something every woman in the Alliance would be proud of!"

Edi arched an eyebrow and responded, "Weren't you worried about others finding out? What's with the sudden change of heart?" Nevertheless, he acquiesced, returning the suit he had in hand to the closet and taking out his military attire to fulfill Yang Chuxia's wish.