Unbeknownst to him, Su Xiaofei had been paying attention to his reaction. She didn’t mean to seduce him, but she wanted to be comfortable being with him, considering that they were marrying in a short span of time.

She knew that he was regaining his self-control, not daring to touch her inappropriately, and would force himself to stop whenever things became too heated between them. Last night, she woke up for some reason and found him asleep next to her.

She stared at his face for a moment and smiled to herself. The thought of them being together and married made her happy. When Xi Qian asked her before if she had truly decided to marry Lu Qingfeng, she was confident to say that she wouldn’t regret choosing him.

Others might think that she and Lu Qingfeng were rushing into marriage, and that they should spend more time together to understand each other better, but for Su Xiaofei, the things she had witnessed after her death in her previous life were more than enough to prove how deep his feelings were towards her.

Although they were getting married this early to fulfill her mother’s wishes, Su Xiaofei was happy that Lu Qingfeng didn’t deny her. At that moment, she promised to do her best to become a good wife to him. She went back to sleep after that.

The next time she woke up, she noticed that the space next to her was already vacated. The sheets were still warm, so Su Xiaofei knew that it hadn’t been too long since Lu Qingfeng left the bed.

It didn’t take too long before she heard the door of the bathroom open, revealing Lu Qingfeng fresh from the shower, wearing only his pajama pants. Su Xiaofei’s drowsiness left her that instant, as she was reminded of how sexy her fiancé was when he was in the state of undress.

‘Not that he isn’t normally this sexy before.’ She thought, remembering her time as a ghost, following Lu Qingfeng for so many years before her rebirth. It was a pity that no other woman could appreciate him like this, as he died as a forty five-year-old virgin.

In his tailored custom suits, Lu Qingfeng looked dashing. Now that he was freshly showered, his hair wet and matted down on his head and wearing no shirt, she had the chance to gawk at all those muscles he didn’t have prior to his departure to Shenjing a few years ago.

Su Xiaofei thought that he had a nice chest. A really impressive chest that she was itching to explore with her hands, to appreciate the changes on his body. It was broad, with strong triangular shoulders that tapered down to a narrow waist. His chest looked smooth, and it reminded her of how warm it felt to be hugged by him.

She shut her eyes and pretended to sleep. If in the past she was too oblivious to notice Lu Qingfeng, now it was obvious that she was into him. Even now, as Lu Qingfeng was focusing on his revision, he looked very enthralling in her eyes. She couldn’t believe that this man was about to become her husband.

As she thought about it, it felt so different being with him than when she was with Mo Yuchen in her previous life. She couldn’t even believe that Lu Qingfeng had managed to bring out the sexual side of her that she didn’t know existed in the first place.

‘Has my body always been this sensitive to touch?’ Su Xiaofei thought to herself as memories of her make out sessions with Lu Qingfeng recently crossed her mind. She hadn’t even imagined that her body would react to his touches, making her yearn more from him.

The only experience she had in the past was with Mo Yuchen, and she couldn’t remember the time when he would have taken his time and touched her willingly, without the influence of the drug. He didn’t run his hands on her body the way Lu Qingfeng did.

Lu Qingfeng’s hands were constantly moving, touching her lightly with his fingers, sending electrical zings through her body all the way to her feminine part, making it throb with need. It seemed to her that he was taking his time learning what she liked and which part of her body was sensitive to his touches. But he would always stop even before his hands traveled further up between her legs.

Su Xiaofei suddenly sat up from the bed, startling Lu Qingfeng from his work. These thoughts in her head were putting her in a sexual haze, in need of him. She could feel her juices flowing out of her.

“Feifei? What’s wrong?” She heard Lu Qingfeng ask.

“You.” She said without breaking their gaze, wanting nothing more than to feel him again next to her.

“What about me?” Lu Qingfeng furrowed his brows in confusion. What had he done to her this time? He couldn’t think of anything.

By all the gods and demons in the world, why were women so unpredictable? He thought.

He was completely aware that he was gaping at her like an idiot, abandoning all hopes of remaining stoic from her sudden accusation. What had warranted such an unreasonable accusation from her?

Su Xiaofei didn’t answer, but instead she shifted on the bed uncomfortably. The look she had on her face reminded him of the indecent dream he had last night.

Lu Qingfeng fell silent. He wished to take his time with her. Her needs and pleasures must and will always come first. It was how it always had been and how it always will be, regardless of the lifetime he was living. Su Xiaofei alone would have the power to affect him like this.

“I need you.” He heard her say, and it was then he noticed that her eyes were unfocused. He understood then that she wanted him.

She wanted him, and it was him she shall have tonight.