She couldn’t help but look at herself in the mirror, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile.

Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed.

Xiaonuan snapped back to reality, her gaze turning to the mirror. Nangong Yaoling, now clad in a crisp white shirt and a straight suit, appeared at the doorway.

"You’re back?" Xia Xiaonuan smiled at the mirror.

Nangong Yaoling leaned against the doorway, gazing at her with a commanding tone, "From now on, this outfit is only for me to see, got it?"

Xia Xiaonuan: "..."

She couldn’t help but ask, "Why?"

"Because..." His eyes landed on her sensual bare back, a flash of light flickering in his eyes. Slowly, he straightened, took a step, and walked up behind her.

Xia Xiaonuan watched the man approaching in the mirror, as he came up from behind and gently encircled her.

The familiar scent of the man wafted to her, as he grasped her hand, whispered hotly in her ear, "Because you are mine, only mine, understand?"

Xia Xiaonuan laughed, "What does it matter about the outfit? Look at those socialites; don’t they all dress like this?"

The large hand placed on her waist gently pinched.

The man lightly nibbled her earlobe from behind, "What are you saying? Are you really planning to dress like this and expose yourself to other men?"

Xia Xiaonuan felt a tingling sensation and instinctively dodged as she said, "Why are you like this? It’s not just men in this world. Women dress up not just for men to see."

His tongue lightly licked her translucent earlobe, while staring at her in the mirror, frowning, "Dressed like this, any man who sees you would turn into a wolf and want to pounce. So... only for me to see, understand?"

Nangong Yaoling said this, as one hand slid over her abdomen, slowly rising to rest on her chest.

Then, a moment of ravishment.

"Do you think your wife is really that charming? Only you find me attractive; I’d bet other men wouldn’t even take a glance!"

"Hopefully that’s the case!" He added another hand, slightly applying pressure with his palm, lowered his head and kissed her neck, "When you go out in the future, you should cover up tightly, better to dress ugly, only then I can rest assured."

Xia Xiaonuan laughed "pfft".

She laughed while reaching out to push his head, "Alright, next time I go out, better wear a mask to scare everyone away."

"That would be perfect; then I wouldn’t even need to worry about your safety, no need for bodyguards anymore when you go out..."

His large hand reached into her gown, directly fondling her chest.

Xia Xiaonuan involuntarily let out a low moan.

"Nangong Yaoling... stop it, we’re going downstairs to eat soon."

But Nangong Yaoling seized her shoulder, flipped her over, and pressed her entirely against the wardrobe mirror.

Cold...

Xia Xiaonuan felt a slight chill as his large hand slid the strap of her gown down, his scorching kisses falling on her lips.

A frenzied, sweeping indulgence.

"Mm..."

Xia Xiaonuan tried to push him away, but he clamped her leg with one of his, held her chin with one hand, so she had no choice but to let him do as he wished.

Nangong Yaoling kissed deeply, and although Xia Xiaonuan was initially resistant, in the end, he muddled her brain into a state of chaos and immersion in a blur of emotions.

The man’s kisses gradually slid down, landing on her neck, then behind her ear.