Rebirth Of The Villainess: Young Master Lu's Wicked Wife

Yan Xiuchen woke up before the sun rose in the sky. It was still dark outside, yet he was woken up by something that tickled his face, eventually finding a bunch of tousled hair on the pillow next to him.The most update n0vels are published on Novᴇ(l)Fɪre.net

Right. Xiao Rufeng was now spending her nights here on his bed since the night they visited her family. There were times he wondered if this was all nothing but a dream. However, last night, when they made love for the third time, it felt too good, too real for him to doubt it anymore.

Never in his life did he think that he would share such an intimacy with another person. Xiao Rufeng allowed him to touch her, kiss her and make love to her until she was writhing in pleasure and desire. She had welcomed his touch. No - more like she craved for it.

Yan Xiuchen reached out and brushed a lock of her dark hair away from her beautiful face, watching her sleep. His heart was filled with love and gratitude for her, as well as elation he never thought was possible.

Hearing Xiao Rufeng say she loved him sounded like a dream and a miracle wrapped as one, but hearing her cry and gasp as he made love to her was heavenly. What had he done to deserve someone like her in his life?

He needed to do something for her. Yan Xiuchen thought. He wanted to give back the same kind of happiness Xiao Rufeng had given him.

But then again, he couldn't deny her anything. Even now, as she was about to leave his mansion to live with her father, Yan Xiuchen could only agree although every piece of his being wanted to keep her only to himself.

Xiao Rufeng mumbled something in her sleep and rolled to face him, her long dark hair spreading over his black silk pillows. He wanted to take her again. Feel her soft walls squeeze him as he buried himself deep in her. But she was sleeping so peacefully that Yan Xiuchen didn't have the heart to disturb her in her slumber.

Maybe he should get up and do some work instead while waiting for her to wake up. Xiao Rufeng was scheduled to leave that afternoon, but that didn't mean they couldn't spend more time with each other.

They were exclusively dating, according to Xiao Rufeng, and she had made it clear that she wasn't willing to entertain the idea of having to share him with another woman. Yan Xiuchen found it amusing, but he didn't say a word and only agreed with her.

He even thought that her worries were unfounded. Yan Xiuchen had never fancied a woman before her and surely not after her. He somewhat regretted that he hadn't waited until marriage to have her in his bed and thought that they might be going too fast with their relationship, but Xiao Rufeng didn't seem to mind and had proactively participated in their joint exercise.

Yan Xiuchen sighed inwardly, thinking of how he looked like a lovesick fool who was now pining over his woman. But for some odd reason, he didn't seem to mind it. Perhaps this was what Lu Qingfeng felt whenever Song Yiran tried to pester the younger man about his married life with Su Xiaofei.

He shifted on the bed, forcing some space between them as he had become as hard as a rock again that morning. His need for her was apparent, judging by how stiff his erection was. It also didn't help that Xiao Rufeng was sleeping naked right next to him on his bed. He wanted to bury himself inside her, but he wouldn't. Not when Xiao Rufeng was unconscious and wouldn't get the chance to decline him.

Instead, he sat up, his back leaning against the headboard, the blanket barely covering his nakedness. He ran his hands over his face and sighed. Once Xiao Rufeng left his home later, it would be hard for him to sleep on this very same bed and not think of her.

"It's too early to make such a face, babe." Xiao Rufeng muttered quietly, giving him a small smile.

Yan Xiuchen slipped back under the sheets and faced her, his fingers tracing up her sides, sending tingles down her spine.

"Hey." He said quietly. "It's a little early. Why don't you sleep more?"

"Good morning to you too!" Xiao Rufeng chuckled, her voice a little hoarse. A blush spread to her cheeks when his hand rested on her thigh. "Do you have any plans today?"

He shook his head and sat up, the sheets falling on his lap.

"Why'd you ask?" He asked in return and watched as she followed his lead and sat up, not bothering to cover herself.

Yan Xiuchen was forced to avert his gaze. God, she was so beautiful, and she was his.

"It's the weekend, and I thought that it would be nice to have you all to myself, even for just a moment."

"I'm yours," he corrected her. "No matter what day it is, I'm yours."

Xiao Rufeng's lips curled up into that one beautiful smile that could make him lose his mind. He would never get tired of seeing it on her face.

"You flirt!" She playfully slapped his arm and laughed. "You don't have to say such sweet words to convince me to stay here with you."

"But you said your father needs you right? Even though it was already proven that Xiao Yunyao is your sister, he still kicked her out of his home and his company. He even divorced his wife for your sake."

Yan Xiuchen was still in disbelief when they saw the report that Xiao Yunyao was really Xiao Rufeng's sister and not a bastard of another man. They were nothing alike at all.

"I would love to stay, Xiuchen, but it's only a temporary arrangement, right? In the future, you have to give better excuses for me to stay with you permanently, but for now…" She leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips.

"We'll have to make do with what we have."