Lin Anyi felt his will begin to waver under the cover of the pink light. The originally firm expression on his face gradually turned hesitant, and he stared at Alechino in front of him with a dazed look, a chaotic wave rising in his heart.
An executive of the Fatui, who was usually high and mighty, now showed such an expression. No one could refuse such an Alechino... Lin Anyi was no different.
Seeing Lin Anyi's reaction, Alechino's lips curled into a smug smile. She knew her plan was working. Lin Anyi had begun to struggle in the web she had carefully woven.
In the dim room, Alechino's voice was as gentle and seductive as a stream. Her eyes were deep, as if they could pierce into the innermost depths of a person's heart.
She said softly, "If you don't hate me, why do you refuse?"
Lin Anyi listened, his heart in turmoil. He responded in a low voice, filled with helplessness, "No... I don't mean that. I'm just afraid of waking Fu Fu."
Despite his words, his eyes were irresistibly drawn to Alechino's, which seemed capable of seeing through his very soul. He couldn't look away.
Alechino chuckled softly, as if she had seen through his hesitation and struggle. "I told you, she's not that easy to wake up," she said.
As she spoke, she raised her face slightly, hooking her right hand around Lin Anyi's neck. The movement was both enticing and seemed to block any escape.
"Besides, we're just kissing," she added, her voice low and magnetic. Her eyes shimmered with an irresistible allure.
"How could I let you in under such circumstances? Don't worry," Alechino continued, her tone firm and assuring, "as an executive of the Fatui, I always keep my word and never lie."
Hearing Alechino's resolute promise, Lin Anyi's resolve wavered in the delicate atmosphere. "For example, if it's just a kiss…" His voice grew quieter, fading into a whisper.
Drawn into Alechino's magnetic presence, Lin Anyi couldn't help but gently embrace her soft form. Then, driven by conflicting emotions, he leaned in, his lips slowly pressing against hers.
Alechino, feeling Lin Anyi's response, experienced a complex mixture of pride and genuine release. She had finally broken the man's last line of defense, and an indescribable excitement coursed through her.
The night breeze flowed gently, making the curtains sway slightly and bringing a coolness to the room. The silhouettes of the two intertwined under the faint moonlight, accompanied by the soft sound of Funina's steady breathing.
Perhaps the room's atmosphere silenced their awareness of Funina's presence.
In the heat of the moment, Alechino's normally pristine silver-white suit became slightly disheveled, her collar undone. But she ignored all of this, losing herself in the passionate, frenzied kiss with Lin Anyi.
Her fingers traced tenderly along Lin Anyi's back, exploring with a delicate touch.
But suddenly, she noticed something off about Lin Anyi's reaction.
Realizing her gaze, Lin Anyi hurriedly explained, "This is just a normal reaction, not what I want…"
Alechino's cheeks reddened slightly with playful amusement. "I know," she said softly. Then, she made a bold suggestion:
"Do you want to try it?"
Lin Anyi froze momentarily, unsure of her meaning.
When the realization struck, his eyes widened, and he quickly shook his head. "No! We agreed—it's just a kiss."
Alechino gazed at him knowingly, her voice soft and challenging. "But, An Yi, you must feel uncomfortable right now, don't you?"
Her words carried a mixture of care and undeniable temptation.
Lin Anyi swallowed hard, his voice strained. "No… Fu Fu is still sleeping next to me…"
"I told you, she won't wake up," Alechino murmured, lowering her gaze. Her face flushed a seductive shade of red, an expression of alluring vulnerability.
Faced with this overwhelming temptation, Lin Anyi fought to maintain his resistance.
Alechino leaned closer, her voice an intoxicating whisper. "Don't worry—it's just a little relief."
Her head tilted slightly, her mesmerizing eyes glimmering with a charm impossible to resist. "I won't let you go all the way, so you don't need to feel any pressure at all~"
Lin Anyi's heart raced, his gaze locked on Alechino's moist eyes and lips that glistened like jelly. The fire inside him seemed to intensify with each breath she took.
Finally, Lin Anyi gave in, his voice faltering. "Then… it's a deal. Just a rub…"
His hand reached out to Alechino, their eyes meeting in a charged moment of mutual understanding.
Alechino's expression gleamed with triumph, her red lips parting slightly as if inviting him closer. Every gentle exhale seemed to silently call out to Lin Anyi.
He leaned down, pressing his lips against her cheek.
The warmth of her skin nearly made him forget to breathe. Their breaths mingled as Lin Anyi wrapped his arms around Alechino's waist, pulling her tightly against him.
At that moment, reason seemed to vanish, leaving only the sound of their intertwined heartbeats.
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Another main reason why Funina felt uneasy about Lin Anyi's situation every day was because of her dreams. Ever since she had agreed to Alechino's irresistible offer to "borrow" Lin Anyi for a month, she had been having strange dreams every night. This night was no exception.
In the silence of the night, Funina moaned softly in her sleep. She seemed to hear some sounds—vague and elusive. Her eyelids felt as though they were pressed down by invisible sandbags, making it difficult to open her eyes, even when she realized she was awake.
"I'm obviously awake, so how can I hear the sound of Anyi with other women?" Funina thought, full of doubts. Her mind began to explore various possibilities. "Could it be... a dream within a dream?"
That's right, it must be a dream within a dream. She hadn't woken up yet. After all, her husband was so loyal to her—how could he be taken by another woman?
"No wonder I feel so tired…"
After realizing that she was currently in a "dream," Funina only had two choices in her mind: Should she make up for the regrets in the past dream and bravely rescue Lin Anyi from the evil woman? Or, like before, should she silently watch her husband being toyed with by the evil woman, enjoying the pleasure of immorality?