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{Chapter: 367: The bedroom is quite big!}
Jiang Rou's lips were sealed once again by Lin Yuan's deep, overbearing kiss.
This time, his tongue invaded without mercy—entangling hers, sucking, teasing—until she could barely breathe. Her soft moans were swallowed into the kiss, and her cheeks were burning hot as her body trembled in his arms.
She only got a breath when Lin Yuan finally let her go, strings of wet warmth lingering between their mouths.
But before she could recover or say a single word, Lin Yuan casually picked her up from the sofa like a doll and pressed her body close to his.
Jiang Rou's arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, and she gave only a few soft, almost ceremonial struggles before her body gave up completely. She didn't even realize she had already surrendered.
After tasting her thoroughly, Lin Yuan let out a low chuckle and whispered into her ear, "Since your hands can't feel it, and your ears can't hear it... then I'll let your whole body experience it."
Her mind buzzed.
She didn't respond.
She couldn't respond.
She was already melted in his arms, soft and submissive, her body pressed against his chest like a lover lost in fantasy.
And so, Lin Yuan sat back down with Jiang Rou in his lap, hugging her like she was his personal little toy, while the TV played in the background.
She was supposed to be watching the show—her favorite CEO drama, no less—but her eyes were dazed, her breathing hot, her heart fluttering like a trapped butterfly in her chest.
Meanwhile, Lin Yuan began quietly punishing her again, only this time... in a far more wicked way.
He teased her body without restraint—sometimes tracing her waist, sometimes letting his fingers graze up her side.
And more than once, **his large, hot palm "accidentally" brushed against her mutton-fat jade—**which wasn't jewelry at all, but the nickname he had given her perfectly full, plump breasts.
She flinched every time he did it—yet she never stopped him.
His touch lingered, squeezing lightly through the fabric of her thin nightwear.
Her breath hitched, and her thighs squeezed together.
She wanted to say something.
She wanted to stop him.
But she couldn't.
Because it felt too good.
And Lin Yuan could feel it—he could feel the way her soft chest trembled every time his fingers grazed across it, how her whole body subtly leaned into him when he touched her right, how her legs shifted restlessly with each tease.
He whispered playfully, "Doctor Jiang, why are your breaths so fast? Do you have a fever? Maybe I should check…"
Then his fingers brushed over her chest again, this time slower... firmer.
Jiang Rou bit her lip, hard.
Just when she was about to moan, voices called out from downstairs.
> "Young Master! Doctor Jiang! It's time to eat!"
> "Young Master, come and eat!"
The voices of Xiao Lian and Xiao He rang out like a splash of cold water.
Startled, Jiang Rou jumped slightly—but the moment she tried to stand up, her legs gave out.
She nearly collapsed onto the floor.
Lin Yuan caught her instantly, wrapping an arm around her waist and chuckling, "Are you okay? Your legs still shaking?"
Jiang Rou didn't dare meet his eyes.
Her cheeks were crimson and her voice barely a whisper. "I... I'm okay..."
She turned away and mumbled, "I'll go... change my clothes..."
Lin Yuan gave her a knowing smirk. "You should. That nightdress is already clinging to your skin."
Indeed, when he held her earlier, he felt it—her thin clothes had turned slightly damp. Whether from sweat, the bath, or just her body heat, he didn't know... but he enjoyed the sensation deeply.
Only Jiang Rou knew just how soaked her innerwear had become.
Moments later, Lin Yuan strolled downstairs, composed as ever.
Soon after, Jiang Rou followed—this time in a clean, dry, yet slightly more seductive nightdress, one that clung just a little tighter, with delicate lace trailing down the thighs and a plunging neckline that didn't quite hide the swell of her chest.
Only Lin Yuan noticed.
And he grinned silently, enjoying the private show.
Everyone had already gathered at the table.
Lin Yuan sat at the head seat like a king.
To his left was Qiu Wanxi, now far more relaxed around him after their earlier interaction in the pool.
Although still bashful, she frequently served Lin Yuan spoonfuls of dishes—regardless of the gazes from the other women.
Lin Yuan responded by feeding her bites in return, smiling each time she turned red from embarrassment.
Meanwhile, Xiao Lian and Xiao He sat nearby, visibly pouting as they watched the couple's affectionate exchange.
Jiang Rou glanced around and saw that the only empty seat left was right next to Lin Yuan—on his right.
She hesitated for a second.
Then, quietly and almost reluctantly, she sat down beside him.
Dinner that evening was a feast.
The table was filled with exquisite dishes—freshly made, perfectly seasoned, and beautifully arranged. It was clear that the four women—Qiu Wanxi, Chen Yu, Xiao Lian, and Xiao He—had poured both effort and emotion into the meal.
Every bite was delicious.
And every glance at Lin Yuan carried a hidden story.
Lin Yuan smiled casually and leaned in toward Qiu Wanxi, gently feeding her another mouthful of tender meat.
Her cheeks turned pink as she opened her lips shyly, accepting the food with a soft "mmn" sound, eyes filled with sparkling affection.
This sweet interaction was too much for Xiao Lian and Xiao He, who immediately let out exaggerated sighs and slammed their chopsticks down.
"Hey! Young Master and Manager Wanxi, are you two planning to keep being like this forever?" Xiao Lian huffed, her voice dripping with mock jealousy.
"That's right!" Xiao He chimed in. "We're still eating here, and the two of you keep feeding us so much dog food, I swear I'm full from watching you two!"
Hearing this, Qiu Wanxi's cheeks turned even redder as she lowered her head, flustered and giggling nervously.
Lin Yuan, however, remained cool and amused.
He grabbed the two biggest corn cobs on the table and stuffed them—one each—into the mouths of Xiao Lian and Xiao He without hesitation.
"You two talk too much. Eat more corn."
"W-Woohoo..."
"Mmn... mmph!"
Muffled sounds of protest came from the girls, but they could only blink at him helplessly, silenced by the unexpected punishment. Their cheeks flushed from embarrassment, yet neither pulled away.
Jiang Rou, seated across the table, couldn't help but smile at the playful chaos. The lively atmosphere, the teasing, the laughter... it was warm. It was sweet. It was something she hadn't experienced in a long time.
But her gaze, subtly and unknowingly, was drawn again and again to Lin Yuan—how naturally he smiled, how gently he fed Qiu Wanxi, how the entire room centered around him.
Her smile faltered just a little.
She reminded herself silently that Qiu Wanxi was his girlfriend—it was only natural they'd be close. And yet... the tightness in her chest only grew. A sour taste lingered in her heart.
"Doctor Jiang, thank you for taking care of me these past few days," Qiu Wanxi suddenly said, reaching out with her chopsticks to offer Jiang Rou a choice cut of meat, smiling gently.
Startled out of her thoughts, Jiang Rou looked up and was momentarily speechless. Qiu Wanxi's smile was soft, sincere, and filled with genuine warmth. She wasn't being fake—she truly meant her thanks.
Despite her complicated feelings, Jiang Rou liked Qiu Wanxi. She admired her gentle and innocent nature.
So she accepted the meat with a light nod. "It's nothing. It's what I should do."
But before she could eat, another pair of chopsticks reached over—this time from Lin Yuan.
"And I should thank you too," he said with a sly smile, offering her a slightly grilled piece of lamb.
"Ah...!" Jiang Rou's eyes widened. Her heartbeat instantly sped up. She hadn't expected him to feed her too.
Blushing from ear to ear, she accepted it with a soft, "Thank you..."
Seeing Qiu Wanxi watching, Jiang Rou quickly took the bite from her as well, trying to act natural.
"I-It's my job, really," she added nervously. "You don't have to thank me. It's what I should do."
But her eyes shone. Just those few seconds of interaction made her feel elated, like a schoolgirl being noticed by her crush.
Five women and one man dined together. The gender ratio might have been wildly imbalanced, but no one minded. The meal was warm, vibrant, and filled with subtle undercurrents that made everyone feel a little closer to the man at the head of the table.
When they finished, they gathered in the cozy living room on the first floor, relaxing and digesting their food.
Then Xiao Lian asked sweetly, "Young Master, the night breeze outside must feel amazing right now... can Xiao He and I take a look around? The river view here is said to be beautiful."
Lin Yuan leaned back lazily on the sofa, then replied, "It's true, the view is breathtaking. But it's quite remote and quiet out there. I'm not letting two pretty girls go walking around alone in the dark."
He stood up with a stretch, muscles showing faintly under his shirt.
"Let's all go together. We've just eaten, a walk will do us good."
His eyes swept the room. "Wanxi?"
"Yes, I'd love to," she said softly, eyes bright.
Chen Yu and Jiang Rou also nodded, agreeing quietly.
As everyone stood up, Lin Yuan leaned closer to Qiu Wanxi and whispered directly into her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin.
""When we come back from the walk, go to bed early. After all, although you are getting better, you still just had your operation so it's better to have a good rest." Lin Yuan said into Qiu Wanxi's ear."
Qiu Wanxi's breath caught. Her heart thumped.
Then she blurted nervously, "Y-Young Master… then… where will I sleep... tonight?"
Her question hung in the air, innocent yet expectant.
Lin Yuan gave a devilish smile and whispered, "Don't worry. My bed is big enough for two tonight."